Uta x Reader : Forgive Me

9. Mistaken

"Why the hell did you kiss me?!"

"Cause you're too loud."

"That's not a good reason! You can't just kiss someone and think it'll wo-"

"But it did."

"...I hate you"

"You love me."

"Do not! Your breath reaks of raw fish!"

"Oi!" A tick mark noticable on his head, goes away after he sighs. "Anyways, eat something before you sleep or you'll wake up starving."

"Mm alright, I am pretty hungry."

"You're always hungry."

"Hey!"

Mumbling under my breath what an asshole Uta is most of the time, I open a small jar of blood and down it all.

"You drank that as if you were chugging a beer."

I glance at him as I wipe my mouth, "I do as I want!"
He comes towards me, his eyes never leaving mine as his hand brushes past my cheek to put a stand of hair behind my ear.

"Shut up already."

Dropping the jar, the glass breaking is the only sound that could be heard as the room grows quiet. His lips are warm, and I can't help but give in as I fall deeper into the unknown of him. As warm as the liquid suddenly going down my throat, my body starts to feel as warm as his lips- dear lord it's getting hotter. A tight feeling grows in my abdominal area, seeming to spread to lower regions. He cups my jaw, and whispers,

"Forgive me."

Opening my eyes, he's no longer in front of me and the sound of footsteps to my apartment door are slowly getting closer. Falling to my knees, I realize I'm losing feeling- growing numb from head to toe. Body growing heavy, my hands fall to the floor but make a splattered sound. With my vision getting hazy, I lift my hand to see blood- my hands covered from a large puddle growing on the floor beneath me. With all my energy I frantically search my body where the blood is pouring from, freezing as I graze upon open flesh. The wound started from my stomach, towards my hip, turning then onto my lower abdomen- forming a giant 'U'.

Falling from the blood pouring out quicker than I can heal, I let my body fall to my side as I let out a small laugh.

"Never thought during my 'monthly gift' when I said it hurts so bad I could cut my uterus out, that'd it'd actually happen. Huh."

The door slams open, revealing someone who seemed to have a big menacing figure. All I hear is his heavy footsteps approach my blood-soaked form as my conscience covers everything in black.