(This part includes CHILD ABUSE, ABUSE, SEXUAL HARASSMENT and MENTAL DISORDERS. You have been warned, so if you're sensitive and read despite my warnings, kindly do NOT report.)

Katsuki's POV:

My mind had gone entirely blank.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry! I beg you! Stop, please forgive me!"

Words from the past me echoed inside my head.

My blood felt as if it had frozen into ice, and I was shaking in fear.

The man who had abused me and my mother during eleven years of my life, dared to show his filthy face to us again.

For 12 years, I thought that he was gone from our lives for good, that he wouldn't find us again.

Apparently, I was wrong.

A shiver went down my spine as I thought of what he could have done to my mom to get into our apartment.

The andredaline rushed to my head and before I knew it, I had opened the door with a powerful tug.

I stood facing the man who was supposed to be my father.

My eyes was filled with hatred and disgust while his didn't even show the slightest bit of emotion.

I grabbed the slightly taller man's shoulder and pushed him to the side with greater force than I intended to.

My mind was set on finding my mom as I rushed past him on instinct.

No matter where I searched, I couldn't find her anywhere. I started to panic.

What did he do to her?

I went back to where he stood brushing his jacket off, and roughly grabbed his collar.

I stared into his lifeless orbs.

"What have you done to her?"

My voice was low and thretening.

"Katsuki! It's nice to see you ag--"

I instantly interrupted him.

"ANSWER ME, WHERE IS SHE!?"

I was pretty sure my yell was too loud to be unclear.

A laughter was heard from the man I held in a stone grip.

"I haven't touched her. She wasn't at home when I arrived. She's probably out sleeping with some man, being the whore she is!"

Now his eyes didn't lack emotions anymore. Instead they were wide open, expressing pure insanity.

I was furious.

He had insulted my mom like that in front of me and my body moved on it's own.

With a mix of fear from the past and anger from the present, I swung my clenched fist at him.

In just a matter of milliseconds it would mess his sick grin up.

Just when I was about an inch from hitting his face, I abruptly stopped.

His eyes told me he was plotting something.

Did he want me to hit him for some reason..?

I didn't let go of my stone grip as I shot him a deadly glare, my fist still in the same position.

"What are your intentions? I know you're not here for a cozy family reunion, you piece of trash."

I looked at him with my orbs now a darker shade of crimson, as they reflected my hatred.

He just kept grinning, not saying a single word in response.

"Tell me what you're plotting, now."

Still no reply.

"ARE YOU DEAF!? I SAID TELL ME!"

My voice was so loud it echoed throughout the whole apartment.

He chuckled.

"If I tell you, there's no meaning to it, is there? Or are you honestly thAT STUPID KATSUK!? YOU'RE STILL AS WEAK AND DUMB AS WHEN YOU WERE A BRAT! REMEMBER WHEN I OWNED YOU?!"

He started to laugh hysterically as I felt my limbs weaken.

I fell to the ground without being able to hold the grip anymore.

His words hit me like countless stabs.

A terribly sharp pain filled my head together with the flashbacks of memories that I had locked up and burried during the past 13 years.

I groaned while pressing my hands to the sides of my head.

A scream in both physical and mental pain followed the loud groans as tears started to gather in my eyes.

~flashback~

In front of the fragile 11 year old me, stood my father.

He held a baseball bat in his hand, ready to hit me with it anytime now.

I clenched my small fists and prepared myself for the overwhelming pain to come.

I knew from earlier experiences that he'd go for the stomach or ribs first.

My bruises from his last punishment had somehow started to heal.

This time, I was punished for helping my mom get up after her legs collapsed from a really bad assault by my father's hands.

I closed my eyes so that I didn't have to see his face, waiting for the cold metal to hit me.

However, the pain didn't come.

Instead I felt a lage hand groping my butt.

I was pushed down to the floor while crying out in fear.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I beg you! Stop, please forgive me!"

He slammed my head into the cement floor of our basement and I couldn't even scream because of the pain. Only sobs came out.

I heard him sniff behind me.

"Lately, you've started to smell so good, Katsuki! I just want to eat you whole, own you!"

My blood froze. I knew my father was an alpha, and I also knew alphas were attracted to.. omegas?

At that moment, my body gave up struggling and I just quietly let my head go blank with only one thought roaming my head.

"I want to die.."

Just then, a loud thud was heard from behind me. I noticed no one held me down anymore and I turned around shaking from the shock.

Infront of me was the image of my mom holding the baseball bat, and my father's unconscious body on the cold floor.

She dropped the bat and grabbed my hand.

Together, we escaped the house and fled to the police station that immediately went and arrested him after our report.

~flashback over~

Back to the present only one thing was on my mind, how the hell did he get out of jail..?

Todoroki POV:

I felt a heavy lump inside my stomach as I walked back and forth trying to figure out what caused me such uneasiness.

Though, I wasn't stupid. I was already pretty sure why I behaved that way; simply because of the soulbond.

Something was happening to my soulmate, I knew it. My whole body was yelling at me to go check up on him. The issue was, I had just arrived at work and if I suddenly left again the staff would start to suspect something was up, unless I could make up a good excuse for leaving.

In any case, I had to think quickly.

Just a short moment later, an absurd idea came to mind. It would surely bite me in the ass later, but I had to do it.

I went over to the receptionist. She was hired by my father to keep an eye on all the employees, especially me.

She looked at me with sharp eyes.

"Todoroki-san? What can I help you with?"

Her voice showed no signs of weakness.

I gently put my finger under her chin and tilted her head up to face me. A seductive smile spread across my lips.

"I happen to not be so well at the moment.. My engagement just got cancelled and I think I need some rest. Would you do me a favour to please not tell my father about this, Miharu-chan. ♡"

Her face flushed bright red and she nodded absently.

I traced my finger back with a sexy wink.

"Thank you very much, I owe you one, darling!"

With that done, I escaped the building and stepped into the closest taxi parked across the street.

I told him Katsuki's address and that it was a hurry.

The uneasy feeling continued to grow as time passed and I found myself stressed out by the thought of him being in some kind of danger.

At last we arrived. I handed the driver probably way too much money for such a short ride, but I didn't really care in this situation.

He looked at me with a shocked expression and I directed him a quick smile. "Keep the change"

The driver bowed and thanked me as I restlessly fiddled with my tie.

Finally he drove off and I hurried up to Katuki's apartment.

I knocked, but I got no answer. My panic got worse and I grabbed the handle to force my way in.

To my surprise, the door wasn't even locked..

Feeling extremely lame, I went inside and heard a loud pained scream.

I knew exactly who that voice belonged to, and my body was filled with a good dose of andredaline.

Not knowing what the hell I was going to do once I found him, I ran; ran following the sound of his voice, his scent. I followed it despite the fact that I might get to witness something horrifying..

"Todoroki's eyes were filled with concern.

I wanted to laugh at how amazingly stupid he looked while desperately trying to get me to respond to his calls. He embraced me, who had only faint energy left to keep my eyes slightly open.

He was warm.

Being in his arms felt like being in a comfortable world without any pain or sorrow, only his warmth,

and I wanted to stay in that world forever."

A/N))