Love between friends? (Karma x Rio)

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Warning:
.There will not be that much cursing in this, I don't put sexual stuff
In stories other than kissing I guess, I will try and add drama, don't want it to be boring, I think that's all, I haven't watched Assassination classroom for a while so there may be some stuff that I said wrong that was in the show.
Enjoy the story if you wish.
(If you didn't read this is a re-Wright)

Every second felt more excruciating than the last as Rio intensely watched her mothers breath slowly go up and down—the monitor showing her heartbeat going the same pace as before. The blond grew more anxious as she began to into the flesh of her lip.

She winced once she now tasted something metallic signaling that she bit to deep and now her lip was bleeding. She didn't care though, nonchalantly wiping the blood with her sleeve. Her breath hitched once she looked down at her reddened arm—the effect from anxiously scratching her arm continuously.

Karma had left to buy something for the two of them while they wait—to also give her some more needed privacy with her mother. "Please..please, be ok." She sobbed, the only thing that could be heard echoing in the room. The quiet beeping from the machine continued as if nothing was going on.

A silent knock on the door caused her to quickly turn to that direction, her eyes widened—she didn't expect karma to come back with their stuff so quickly. The redhead frowned as he stared into to her reddened eyes, he can admit that he didn't like seeing her like this. This wasn't the Rio he knew.

Before he could do anything commotion struck again—the ragged lines on the monitor grew straight as the beeping let out a continuous sound. No, no, no this can't be happening.

Everything after this was all a blur to the blond, probably because of the instant tears that flooded into her eyes as the doctors rushed into the room blocking her vision. She felt everything go in slow motion, the doctors rushing in, her screaming, the feeling of someone wrapping their arms around her.

All she knew was her getting rushed out of the room, Rio knew what would come of this. And she was right—just mere moments later her heart raced as she saw the same doctors coming out of the room with looks of melancholy on their faces. She wanted to cry—but she couldn't.

No matter how hard karma comforted her, no matter how much he hugged her telling her it was gonna be alright, to "take it one step at a time" She desperately wanted to blow up at him—but it wasn't his fault, he didn't deserve that. No matter how corny, no matter how many times she heard that saying from someone different every time.

She was getting sick of it.

She needed someone to tell her the truth, not to lead her on with lies that were never gonna happen—even if it had a slight possibility that it could happen. She doesn't know why she's sobbing over her mother, a stranger. Someone she didn't even know, someone who won't even call to ask her how her day went. It was like talking to a wall, but there wasn't anything to talk to.

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Rio hadn't moved from her spot in the bed—she was now staying with karma cause she didn't have anywhere else to stay. She could take care of her self but karma wasn't having it. Rio hadn't talk to anyone from 3E class or anyone from school at that matter, even the redhead that was in the next room.

She mindlessly scrolled through her phone desperately trying to block out her racing mind, Anything, anyth— what. She stopped as she got a random link from an unknown number. She hesitated, she didn't know whether it was a good idea or not. They had only sent a link and nothing else.

She swallowed carefully pressing the link, it immediately sent her to an account, an Instagram account—she didn't dare to move, giving her a good amount of time to look at the picture. She froze, what the hell is this? She batted her eyelashes together as she rapidly blinked at the screen.

Maybe she wasn't seeing things right, no it was real and she did she right—to her horror. She violently clicked onto the account as he eyes widened. Really? Cant something just go good for her for today? Why did she have to see this account of—of pictures of her and karma that she didn't even know was taken.

You remember that picture where karma pretended to be kissing Rio? The picture at truth or dare? Yeah that picture was what Rio was staring at just a few seconds ago. The account didn't have that many pictures—she sighed a breath of relief. She was just relieved that they didn't have years worth of pictures.

Another one was a picture of them at the carnival just minding their own business, looking like a couple. The comments were completely oblivious of the creepiness of these photos—who in the hell would publicly post this? It didn't take her that long for her to see the next photo.

The photo of her and karma walking into the trap room building...moments before the call—she shook her head, there was something more disturbing in front of her. She didn't know how to respond, she didn't want to look at any more but her body contradicted her thoughts. Like someone else was controlling her.

Her breath hitched—what..what? The next picture was of her crying her eyes out in the hospital, yesterday. The picture was set outside through the window from which she could only assume from the first floor. She felt like she could of cried, who the hell can do something like this?

Why would they post it for the whole world to see? Was this some sick joke? Rio could only assume this was continuation from the first time someone posted something like this about her and karma. The blind felt like she could throw up—does karma know about this? Should she tell him? No—wait, she has to tell him.

She thought she could just ignore it the first time, but she doesn't know anymore. She turned off her phone—covering her face with the pillow, getting ready to have the conversation with the redhead.

Bare with me for the plot LOLOL