After talking with the chef of police I went to the elevator to go down to the cafeteria and get something to eat. They only had soup and soft foods.
Bunch of pussys.
I sighed and looked at my phone to see 16 miss calls from my brother, I ignored them with an eye roll and checked the time.
4:28. I should probably get something to eat, maybe some chicken?
I walked out of the cafeteria and into the elevator, the shitty music played while taking me down.
The door finally opened as I walked out, seeing random people sitting in chairs, waiting to see their loved ones.
That was until one of them caught my eye. It was a woman with curly orange hair, and green eyes. Along with obnoxious red lipstick. Her dress was a dark green and her shoes were red.
Once I blinked, the woman looked at me with a grin, she was now wearing a black dress that went to her ankles and showed her black heeled boots.
She was waving at me with her sharp nails, and a red substance on them. Her lips were now a different shade of red. More of a dark red than a bright one.
Then the 'lipstick' started to drip down her lips and to her chin. Like . . . it was liquid. Like . . . it was-
Blood
The woman's voice rang in my mind, she said it without moving her mouth. Her grin began to get bigger as her eyes started to close but it felt like she was still looking at me.
What the fuck?!
My eyes widened as I took a step back, my fist clenched as I blinked once more to see the woman in the green dress, back to normal.
I sighed of relief but still stood on edge. Looking at the woman as I walked past her and towards the exit.
Blinking once more, she changed back to the woman in the black dress and blood dripping down her chin. Her hand was now close to her mouth as she licked her fingers of the blood.
She started to lick up from her wrist, getting rid of the blood. Her grin was intoxicating towards me. She kept her eyes on me, her emeralds felt like I was dying.
My heart sped up harder and harder than I could hear it in my head. Along with her small chuckles that sounded like terror.
It's not polite to stare, Ophelia
My breath hitched as I began to run out of the hospital, a nurse yelled out towards me, but I kept running.
What the fuck?! Who is Ophelia? Who is that woman? Why do I keep seeing her.
My feet took me to the city of Hosu, people watched me with confusion and anger as I ran past them.
My feet started to move faster when I went over how frequently I've been seeing her or just me with black veins.
WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING TO ME?!!
I finally stopped running when I realized how far I was from the hospital. Looking around me to see big buildings and crowds of people.
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The Realist(Shoto Todoroki x reader- Bakugo's twin sister)
FanfictionWho would have guessed that Katsuki Bakugo had a sister? Meet Makoto Bakugo-the elder twin of the Bakugo family. Like her brother, she was accepted into U.A. High, though their Quirks, while similar, are far from identical. Both Makoto and Katsuki h...
