**Story is now taking a different path than the anime and manga**
**I should probably read the manga**"It wouldn't be safe for myself if I stood here, what a painn"
Opening the door to my apartment, I groan as I realize I have to move most or all my things somewhere else before someone else busts down the door unexpectedly. There was probably still blood everywhere, yet I still cant wrap around the thought how no one heard me or smelled the scent of open flesh by my apartment (I mean, there was blood everywhere) enough to see something was wrong. Oh well, can't change the past- trust me last thing I need is another date with torture.Walking in, there's no trace of blood to be seen, as if the place wasn't raided by a cannibalist. Looking closer around, almost none of my stuff is here.
"Took you long enough. Let's go."
A huge bag of my clothes is thrown at me,
"Uh, and you areee? Why are you in my house, actually how'd you even get in here?"
If he's another one of those guys I don't know if I should kill him now or-"Adrian. Not important, and because you need to relocate, and the door was never locked. Now let's go before I drag you out."
Bastards didn't even lock my door before they sent me to torture camp, rude. Actually, ever since that day happened everyone seems to be rude. Also, how does he know this is my place when my hair is white and I havent showered in days.. so many questions, but I mean a shower would be nice right about now.He's really not that threatening looking though. Longish red hair in a.. man bun, black framed glasses, plain black shirt with pants neatly folded on the bottom, pale, pitch black eyes that ultimately look downright bored and bothered. If he had green eyes, he'd undoubtably look like Grell-gone-hipster.
"You look like a reaper-hipster, which are warning signs not to even slightly trust you. How do I know you're not going to just take me to them?""A what now?" He turns to me, sighing "Anywho, I'm the only person from the past you can't remember. I'm not asking you to trust me, I'm pretty sure you want to live and I'm telling you let's go." He shoves me another bag, "Now."
The nerve of this guy! {.....I mean honestly who doesnt know Grell?}
"I don't like being pushed around and told what to do you know! I think I've had enough letting someone else have their way with me, you could be Jason part 2 or some twin of his and I don't wanna know what other things can be done and put in my body.. egh.""I know. But even you know you can't stay here, so you're going to follow me since you didn't plan where to go next- or stay lost wondering around and get 'remodeled'.. again."
He's right, but honestly who likes to be told the truth and end up following like a lost child? I can literally rip his head off if I wanted to! Kill him instantly, right here right now and find my own way to the next place.Suddenly rain pours, as if nature itself is telling me to cool off.. and that I needed a shower.
"Whoever you are that I can't remember, I must've hated you cause its starting to feel natural to do so."
"You're not completely wrong. Put your things in the trunk and let's go already. No one has seen you since you escaped so far, but if someone has we better get going."
After putting everything in the car, I couldn't shake the thought that he knew me.. as in past tense knows me. No matter how hard I looked around for news or any type of evidence about my life, I found nothing as if I didnt exist. I built my identity from nothing.. I mean with a bit of ghoul just recently forced in me. Though at first glance from the start, everything was terrifying. No idea who you are or where you come from, then eventually almost dying and getting someone else's body parts in you, then being someone's play toy for a while. It is terrifying. But as an adult who doesn't know how to.. adult, I've let things happen by now. In my case now, tomorrow or the next few seconds is extremely unpredictable. I mean come on, I went from being in a library and meeting a 'nice girl' to being a ghoul. Almost nothing can throw my life around as much as it has now.
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Uta x Reader : Forgive Me
FanficHaving the same tragic beginning as Kaneki, who knows what Uta will bring in your life after losing your memory years ago. {Not my pic/drawing}