Chapter 3

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Bakugou pov
I have five flowers now ,it was nice seeing them ,giving me hope ,giving me a chance.

That sickly feeling got worse ,whenever I wake up I find rose petals scattered around my bed ,and when I pick them up my fingers would get painted with a bright red.

But.......

I would always find a rose beside me that washed away the pain ,is what I would like to say ,but it really just added more pain ,I was in denial ,putting the thought that whatever the fuck was happening to me could be cured by kirishima by the rose he keeps getting me.

Red

Red, I loved red (hated) I needed red (keep it away from me) my thought's and feeling's never did get along ,and my thought's could never truly point out my feelings ,and no mater how much I try it felt impossible ,a task that I wish I could do.

I couldn't look him in the eyes ,couldn't even get near him ,even though I so desperately wanted to look at his deep red beautiful (disgusting) red eyes (bloody eyes) I just.....couldn't,my body wouldn't allow me.

Like it was allergic to him now.

I've been loosing a lot of blood ,and I'm not sure what's wrong with me ,not really thinking straight anymore ,I've always been the type to go with what seems right ,but now I'm at a loss ,nothing seems right anymore.

Cause there is no right way in this path,it's just going straight,straight to the obvious conclusion.

But I think at times like this I have to have hope that maybe just maybe he likes me as well,but then again that's just my feelings talking Andy thoughts trying to comprehend the stupidity of it.

So what is it that will happen to me? Coughing up huge amounts of blood everyday doesn't seem that good ,and the piercing in my lungs that seem to grow by the second by every breath that I could take would eventually end in a hurling cough and then gagging and lots and lots of .

Red

Red

Blood

Woooh chapter three is over

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