If I were in My Hero Academia- Redo

15

We get to go outside today.
Not like a jailhouse courtyard, but like, the parking lot of the hospital where nobody parks.
The back of the hospital where nobody can park because it's falling apart and more asphalt doesn't really help, Like me. Blood transfusions should work, but they don't, because I end up losing the blood after a few days of having it.
I looked up from my broken phone screen. Nurses were detaching kids from monitors.
They started wheeling kids out of the ICU. Only the kids that are stable enough to be outside.
Somehow I am.
I don't know how I am. I guess I got lucky.
I've always liked to watch people.
Something just clicks when I watch people fight and start getting more and more angry until they end up getting a divorce.
Hospital drama is different.
Some kids were standing.
Some were in wheelchairs.
I was in a wheelchair.
Why?
Because I'm dying like everyone else here. That's what the ICU is for.
Intensive care unit.
The I is for I can't stay alive.
C is for can't stay alive.
U is for unalive.
Get the pattern?
Many kids here can still walk. If I walk, I'll tear my stitches out.
I already have, and it's not a fun experience.
I wheeled myself out to the messed up parking lot and parked near the wall.
The back of the hospital was less decorative than the inside and the outside front.
I realized something.
Ever since I teleported here, my period has been non-existent. I haven't even had cramps. It had already started and I was wondering when it would stop, given it had already lasted longer than seven days.
I tried to enjoy the full scenery of the hospital. It was hard to breathe still, but I had gotten used to it.
My asthma hasn't been that bad since the attack either.
I wonder who will adopt me. That's the question that frequently roams my mind.
A nurse walked up to me.
" Hey sweetie, how are you? I've noticed you aren't really taking part in activities" she said.
I looked up at her.
"I can't really stand up or walk until my stitches are gone"
"Why not try? We have nurses on standby?"
" Yeah, I know but last time I tried to walk, I tore out my stitches. Not fun, and I don't want to relive it. Plus, tearing my stitches made me stay here longer"
"So you want to sit here and be lazy all day?"
"No, I just don't want to-"
She grabbed my arm tight.
"Doctors orders"
"But-"
She lifted me up and made me walk around. I had to be extra careful, because of this non understanding nurse.
I didn't have any shoes on. I could feel the hot asphalt under my feet.
I just want to go back to UA. I want to be over with the whole ' you're going to die ' thing.
I stepped on something hard, and I stepped back when I felt it.
There was a button on the ground, and it looked oddly similar to the button on my sweater I wear.
I bent over carefully and picked the button up.
I slipped it into my pocket and followed everyone back inside without my wheelchair.