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Chapter Eleven

Birthday from Hell

Katsu? Are you even listening to me?” I hollered down the stairs.

“Yes, babe, I heard you. Mina’s. Tomorrow, your Birthday party that you don’t want that Mina is forcing you to have. Got it.” It had been two months since Katsuki and I met that day at Ochaco’s sparring session. We had become inseparable, spending all our time together when we weren’t working. He had started joking about me coming to be his partner at Endeavor’s, but I didn’t know how everyone else would feel about that. I’m not saying I didn’t want to be his partner, but I liked the people I worked with. I had the chance to work with everyone once, and we all had a great time together. Sero was a bit awkward at first, but by the end of the week we were pals. The media storm had calmed down a bit, finally. After his outburst at the steak house, tabloids followed us everywhere trying to get the scoop we already told them about. Pictures of us went from front page headlines to back page filler, and I was glad for it. We spent a lot of nights at Mina’s, she and Kirishima decided to dump his condo next month when the lease was up and just live in hers. He practically did anyway. I wondered if that gave Katsuki any ideas. We spent eighty percent of our time here at mine, he even had a drawer for his clothes in my room. Come on now, Anna. That’s a big commitment for two months. Mina was insisting on throwing me a huge party at her house when all I wanted to do was eat gelato with Katsuki on the couch.

“I told her no, and she invited people anyway, Kiri said she even has a sign.” I groaned as he came into the bedroom.

“It will be fun, and you will enjoy yourself, despite all the whining. Think of all the presents you will get!” He laughed as he jumped on the bed.

“Yeah, I guess you are right, presents are pretty rad.” I giggled as I cuddled into his chest. His fingers twirled my hair as I fell asleep.

I was sitting on the couch in the living room when he called me from upstairs. I ran up to see what he wanted, and he was standing in the bedroom door with a big box. It was wrapped with a big bow and I clapped my hands.

“Oh! I get my present before the party?”

“Yep. Come on, open it.” I walked in and he placed it on the bed. This better not just be some sexy lingerie. Not that I minded, just not as my gift. I opened the box and it held another box, and another, until there was only a small box left at the bottom. I looked at him and he shrugged. I opened the last box and my mouth dropped. It was a heart shaped pendant in diamonds. It shimmered under the light as tears welled in my eyes.

“Thank you, Katsu! I love it!” I cried as I pulled it from its secure wrap and held it up. He leaned in close and gave me a soft kiss on the lips.

“I love you.” What?


“Anna, I love you. I have since the moment we met. It seems stupid for me not to tell you how I feel. I don’t expect…”

“I love you! I love you so much, Katsu!” We embraced, my hand still clutching the necklace as I thought he may squeeze me to death. He started kissing my neck and I pulled back laughing. “Sorry, jerk. I may love you, but I also have to get ready for my own party I didn’t want.” I pushed away as he cackled.

“Presents!!” He hollered as I headed to change. He said it so casually, like there was no thought involved at all. I knew I loved him a while ago, pretty much from the very first night, but to hear him say those words made my heart sing like it had never before. Tonight was going to be so much fun, celebrating with all my new friends and the love of my life.

“That necklace is amazing!” Kendo whistled as we sat around the fire in Mina’s backyard. She really pulled out all the stops, stocking the bar and making some fabulous food. They had showered me with gifts, mainly gift cards but Momo got me an awesome picture frame, and Mina got me booze.

“He has good taste, what can I say?” I laughed as Katsuki looked up from playing poker. The guys were in the middle of a real battle while the girls chatted and drank around the fire. This was the best birthday I had in a long time, and we were all having a blast when all our phones started going off. Oh crap, there isn’t an emergency, is there? Everyone went for their phones. A shit ton of social media notifications were pouring in. Now what? I opened it up and saw I had been tagged with most of the others here in a post. I clicked on it and heard Mina cry out.

“No, Anna! Don’t click on it!” Oh shit, is it a virus? I already clicked. What. The. Fuck. Everyone in the yard was silent as time went by in slow motion. I heard commotion behind me as I watched my phone with tears streaming down my face. I became conscious of the things around me beginning to float from their positions, the anger inside me rising to the surface and I had to use all my strength not to throw every object in this backyard at him at once. I shut my eyes but couldn’t un-see it, the man who had just told me he loves me with his cock inside someone else. The video was very clear, and there was absolutely no mistaking it.

“Holy shit, Anna! No, it’s not what you think!” The caption on the tweet said ‘Happy Birthday from the whore who had your man’s dick.’ I almost threw up, rising to my feet and walking right out of the back yard. I heard voices calling to me, but I ignored them, picking up the pace and started to run as a burning pain set into my heart. I told him nothing mattered except this. He couldn’t cheat, it was the only thing. How could he do this to me?

“Dude! Let her go!”

“No, shitty hair! Let me go! I have to explain!”

“Explain what, exactly? That you are a piece of shit?” Mina snarled as the girls all stood arms crossed glaring at him.

“No! Fucking Christ, you guys! Don’t you recognize that bitch? It’s the one from the bar years ago. I haven’t seen her in years. You guys know I would never…” This is it. I’m done. I can’t hold it back. Tears came flowing down my cheeks as my heart raced. I could feel how much pain she was in, she needed to know the truth. She thinks I cheated, I didn’t. “Here, look, assholes!” I handed pinky my phone that was paused on a frame of the movie.

“Shit, your scar isn’t there.” The group looked at me and Red finally let me go.

“No, because this was taken almost four years ago. This bitch is just cashing in on our popularity. I’ll take care of her; she will be ruined when I am done. But right now, I need to find Anna.”

It took longer for the pounding at my door to come than I expected. I was still sobbing, rolled up in a ball on the couch when he arrived. I had deadbolted the doors so he couldn’t come inside. I couldn’t even look at him right now.

“Please Anna. Please talk to me. I swear to god it isn’t what it looks like.”

“I know exactly what I saw, Bakugo. Leave me alone. I’ll put your stuff on the porch in the morning for you.”

“I’m not leaving. If I have to yell it through the door, I will. I don’t care.” I was silent, so he continued. “That video is four years old, and I didn’t even know it existed until now. That was the chick I was seeing from the bar. I’m glad she used that angle.”

“Why, so you had a great view of you dick ramming into her?”

“No, because it caught a clear view of my face.”

“That is the stupidest…”

“My scar isn’t there. Anna, do you know how I got my scar?” I was silent. If that was true then… “I got it two years ago on my birthday. We all went to the beach and I went wakeboarding. The damn thing bounced up and took a nice chunk out of my jaw. Took weeks to heal, and left that nice, jagged scar on my face. I know you don’t want to see the video, hell, I don’t want to see it, but I have it paused so you can see…” I got up and opened the door to a tear stained Katsuki, grief and sadness filling his eyes. He stepped inside and handed me the phone. I didn’t want to look, but I needed to. My stomach fluttered and when I finally did, the freeze frame was clear as day, showing a thinner, younger and scar less face. Relief washed over me as tears sprang up in my eyes.

“Here I thought you got that scar from some giant fight. That’s a pretty lame scar story.”

“Are we ok? That bitch is going to get her ass handed to her. She’s going to wish she didn’t mess with us.” I thought about it for a second.

“You don’t have to go after her. She is just jealous. I’m glad she shot it that way too. From a different angle she may have pulled it off.”

“But aren’t you mad…” How could I be mad? Mad at him for having sex with someone years before he met me? I knew he wasn’t a virgin when we got together, and I sure as hell wasn’t either. I couldn’t hold that against him, how could I?

“I’m mad that that woman took and released the video, but not at you. How could I be? I can’t punish you for things you did before we met, that’s crazy. I said before that the only thing that would split us up was cheating and having sex with a woman four years before we met isn’t cheating. I hope the video disappears quickly, but she failed. If she was trying to break us apart, she made a horrible mistake.”

“I love you so much, I’m so sorry you had to see that, especially today…”

“It’s ok. I’m fine. No, I didn’t want to see that, but it happened, and we dealt with it. I’m sorry I over reacted.”

“You did not. Honestly I was bracing for everything in the yard to land on me before you left.”

“The thought crossed my mind.” I smirked.

“I’m going to run and grab our stuff from Red’s. I’ll be right back, ok?”

“Tell everyone I’m sorry about running off like that…”

“They get it. I’ll tell Mina you will call her tomorrow.” He walked out the front door and I let out a huge sob. While I knew he hadn’t cheated, the sight of that still pissed me off. How dare she? Some bar slut with a jealous ax to grind. She had been holding onto the video for a long time, no doubt to use it against him like this. I opened my app and noticed the video had already been taken down, the site doesn’t allow porn, after all. It had only been up for an hour at most, and it killed me to think of how many people had seen it and saved it before it was deleted. He would have to deal with this the rest of his life. Maybe he should go after her. Not for my sake, but for his. A new notification popped up that I was tagged in and it was from the same woman, a still shot from the video that wasn’t graphic enough to get banned. It was almost the same shot Katsuki had showed me, and it was getting hundreds of likes a minute. You couldn’t see anything in this shot except his face and chest and the back of her bright green haired head. His perfectly clean shaven, almost baby faced, scar-less face. Looking at it made me realize just how long ago this was. His chest was smaller, less muscular as were his abs. He was only like, 20 or 21 in this. His arms were much smaller, and I bet his thighs were, as well. I started chuckling. What a bitch. I couldn’t stop myself, I had to react. It just wasn’t what she was expecting. The photo had the same caption the video had, and I graced her with a response.

‘Thanks for the Birthday wishes. I really appreciate them. I also appreciate you showing me how cute Katsu was when he was younger. How the time flies by, four years later. It’s a shame you will never see the man he became; his chiseled and scarred body is so much hotter now.’

And... send. Not sure if I should have done that, but it’s done. It may have been petty, but it made me feel good. Katsuki walked in the door with a handful of shit, mostly my presents, and Mina.

“She wouldn’t let me go unless I promised to let her see you first.” He shrugged as he sat the stuff down on the counter and headed upstairs. He looked sad, and terrified.

“Anna, are you ok? Really?”

“Yes Mina, I’m fine…” Her phone was blowing up. Nonstop notifications were happening on both of our devices. She scrolled through and burst into laughter.

“OH MY GOD, ANNA! Your reply! I’m dying!” I looked at her and scrolled to my post, it already had almost five thousand likes and a bunch of comments supporting Katsuki and I. I had almost a hundred new followers, I had just posted that five minutes ago! Wait, she just replied.

‘Enjoy my sloppy seconds, bitch.’ God, she just kept leaving herself wide open.

‘I do. Sometimes twice a day.’ She wouldn’t win this war; she didn’t know who she was dealing with.

“Jesus, Anna, you are vicious. Remind me to stay on your good side. I see you are ok, so I will leave. I just wanted to make sure he wasn’t pressuring you into seeing him.”

“No, really Mina. It’s good. I’m sorry I flipped out and ran, I should have let him explain.”

“No one blames you. None of us noticed the scar was missing until he pointed it out. We were all pissed at him, and I kind of feel bad. The anger blocked my rational thinking and allowed me to think the worst, when I knew he wouldn’t do something like that.”

“Thanks. And thanks for checking up on me. I’ll see you later, ok?”

“Yes, come by tomorrow if you want, it’s my weekend off. I’ll be around all day.” She left and I locked the door behind her. I walked up the stairs and into the bedroom to find a sobbing Katsuki, lying in bed in the fetal position.

“Hey, hey!?” I whispered as I rushed to the bed, wrapping my arms around him as he sobbed into my chest.

“I’m sorry! I’m so sorry! I can’t believe I let this happen.”

“You didn’t let anything happen. You didn’t know about the video…”

“I did. I thought it was deleted. I didn’t know it existed anymore. I never should have allowed it; I was so stupid!” This was a shock, but not surprising.

“Katsu. You were 21. Do you know how many stupid things I did when I was 21? Jesus Christ, I am lucky I am alive. One time, I went to a bar with my friends and picked up one of the cooks, who drove me a few miles away and I gave him a blow job in his car. That same night I fucked a married man who I knew through a friend. And then there was the time with the baseball player…”

“Ok, I think I have heard enough.” He sighed. I squeezed him tight and whispered in his ear.

“What I am trying to say is, we both lived before we met. We did things, met people, had feelings, it’s all part of who we are. We can’t hold our pasts against each other, it’s not fair. I would tell you anything you wanted to know about my sex life, personal life, or anything at all. I’ll never be mad at you for living without me before. Only insecure people would have issues with something like that.”

“I don’t deserve you; you are so fucking amazing. I love you so much.”

“I love you, too, Katsu. No one past, present or future will ever come between us.”

“I promise you, Anna. I will never be unfaithful to you. You are the only woman I ever want.” We were embraced so tightly, I thought maybe we would actually become one being. I had no reason to doubt him, honestly. The more rationally I thought about it, he wouldn’t have had time to cheat. Most days he met me still in costume at work and we walked home together. We spent all our free time together, so unless he was getting quickies while I was shopping or he was on duty, there was no opportunity. We had spent every single night together since the first, minus the stake out night, but I knew nothing happened then. He had fallen asleep with his head resting on the top of my head. I nuzzled into his chest, letting his heartbeat lull me to sleep. When I first laid down with him it was going a mile a minute, but now it was back to his normal, peaceful rhythm.

I awoke to utter calamity. Katsuki was still asleep, but my phone just wouldn’t stop dinging. I grabbed it as I sat up in bed, I had dozens of messages, a missed phone call, a voice mail and hundreds of notifications. Oh yeah, I responded. The phone call was from Rick, as was the voicemail. I’d listen to that in a bit. My dm’s were only opened to people I followed, and I scrolled through the messages, all of them sending words of encouragement or giving me props for my witty responses. One was from Midnight, saying how hard she laughed at my second comeback. I went to my notifications and almost all I could see were people liking my comments. Some funny ‘burn’ memes were in the thread, then I noticed…the original post was gone. And so was the poster. She had deactivated her account. HA. Bitch. Can’t handle the fire, don’t come in the kitchen. I got up and headed downstairs, I needed some tea. He was still sleeping peacefully when I left. The next time I would see him, he would be angry and panicked.

Why is my damn phone going off so much? Who is texting me this early? I don’t know this number. They sent me a few pictures. Wait, is that…oh my god. What the hell is this? Wait, a message…

‘Your ex isn’t the only one with pictures. These are probably worth something to you, aren’t they? I’ll send directions on where to leave the cash in a bit. Think it over. If you don’t pay up, these will be all over the internet.’

My heart sank. She didn’t consent to these. She is sleeping in all of them, he took them while she was vulnerable. Do I just pay him? No, he could still release them. I can’t show her, god, not now. This shit with me is bad enough…but she forgave me. I’m not mad at her at all about this, she needs to know. Maybe she knows who it is…then I could take the pictures by force, no money involved.

“Morning, sleepyhead! I’m making breakfast…” He looked like he was about to cry. “Katsu, what is it?”

“I need to show you something. I’m so sorry. I’m sorry…” He muttered as he handed me the phone. I didn’t know the phone number, but holy shit! Those were pictures of…me! I almost dropped the phone as a sob came from his chest. “I’m sorry! This is all my fault; he never would have come after you if it weren’t for me!” I was naked in bed in all of them, the last one looked like someone posed me while I slept so my breasts were in clear view.

“It’s ok.” I said calmly. He looked at me like I was nuts. “I know who took these.”

“You do? For sure?”

“Yes. I told you before I never really had a real relationship with anyone. There is only one man, well, besides you, that I have spent the night in bed with. Everyone else was gone before I fell asleep. Only one person could have taken these besides you, and that’s Masaki. He is the guy I hooked up with for two years that I used to call my boyfriend, but we were really just fuck buddies. I stayed a bunch of times, usually because I was too drunk to walk back home. It’s him.”

“Well, let’s go pay him a visit.”

“We would have to go to the island…”

“Let’s go. We can be there by dinner if we catch the right train. We can call you parents and maybe meet them for a late dinner or something.” He rubbed the back of his head.

“What are you planning on doing?”

“Showing him he doesn’t get to hold shit over our heads. Those photos won’t leak and I won’t be paying him a dime. He will give me all copies of the photos to be destroyed, or he will be. It will be his choice.”

“Ok, hold on, ok?” I pulled out my phone to listen to Rick’s voice mail.

“I’ll kill him if you want me to. I saw your replies, and it looks like you are ok, but just checking. Love you.” I chuckled as I hung up. I called Mom on the way to the station, letting her know we were coming.

“Honey, I’m glad but are you ok?” Oh god, please tell me she didn’t see it… “I didn’t see it, but I heard, how are you holding up?”

“You did hear me say we are coming, right? That video was from four years ago…” I heard a sigh of relief and her voice perked up.

“Oh, good. Well, what time should we expect you?”

“Not sure, we have a stop to make first.”

“Don’t tell me the sparring match with Rick is tonight.” Oh god.

“Hopefully not, it’s nothing, really. I’ll call you when we are done.”

“Ok darling. See you soon.”

I knew that shit head still lived in the same place. Probably picked up women at the same bar, too. I should go in a post a warning about him in the lady’s room. I could probably press charges if they ever went public. His car was in his spot and it was too early for him to be out prowling, so he should be home. Katsuki stood behind the wall as I knocked on the door. He opened it and stood in surprise.

“Anna! Uh, what brings you by?” He said rather nervously. Katsuki stepped out and he tried to shut the door but Katsuki blew it up. Really?

“You know what brings us by. Give me every copy of the photos you have, or I will destroy you then hand you over to the cops. I’m sure they would love to find out you like taking pictures of sleeping, non-consenting women.” He growled as he backed him into a corner of the living room.

“What photos? I don’t know what…” Katsuki’s hand went around his throat.

“You aren’t fooling anyone, Masaki. The only person it could have been was you. I thought you were a really good guy, too. You proved me wrong.”

“Listen, I’m being really nice about all this. Just give me what I want, and I will let you walk away with all your bones in one piece.” Masaki’s eyes turned dark, and he was about to activate his quirk. Shit, I didn’t warn Katsuki about it. It wasn’t a particularly powerful quirk, but it could do some damage at close range. His spikes started to emerge as I yelled to Katsuki.

“Get back, he’s like a porcupine!” It was too late, the spikes were jutting out, threatening to pierce Katsuki because of his proximity. I looked around the room…perfect. I threw my hands up and tried to toss the chair in between them. It didn’t move. Instead, Masaki was tossed hard into the far wall of the room, landing with a thud after putting a few nice holes in it. I…moved a person! Katsuki looked at me in shock, dazed at what had just happened. Masaki started to stir and Katsuki was on him in an instant.

“You see? Give me what I want before this gets any worse for you.” He got up trembling, fear in his eyes as he looked at me. I had changed quite a bit since the last time I saw him. He walked to the computer and opened a file, deleting it and emptying the trash. Then he handed over a flash drive and burner phone, the one he used to send them. “That’s it?”

“Yes, Ground Zero, Sir. I only have one computer, and they were never on my phone…”

“Then how did you take the pictures?”

“I’m sorry! Here, take it.” His hand trembled as he handed his phone over. It was a few years old, and the same one I remembered using when I was charging mine. I nodded and he blew it up, along with his laptop, the flash drive, and the burner phone. Yikes.

“Sorry, but just deleting isn’t good enough. Here, this should buy you a new one. If I EVER see these photos again, there will be no putting you back together.” He said as he handed him a wad of cash.

“Yes Sir. I swear, that’s all of them.”

“I don’t ever want to see you or hear from you again, you understand?”

“Yes, you won’t, I promise.” He was shaking when we let ourselves out, a few neighbors were at their windows, trying to figure out what was going on. I didn’t care. I threw him against the wall. I could move people now.