Maid for You (Katsuki x Izuku)

Death is the Game

A/N probs won't update this weekend since I have a swim meet.

Whatevez Pretty excited for this chapter!

It's going down...

It's going timber...

Anyways without further ado I present you Maid For You!
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Mitsuki POV

"WHAT THE F*CK DO YOU MEAN MY BRAT CRASHED YOU B*TCH?!!"

I was really heated at the moment. Whenever I'm j a stressful situation such as this my inner devil makes its appearance.

"I'm sorry Miss but that's all we know."
- nurse on the other line

"HOW BAD IS IT YOU F*CK FACED WHORE!?"

"I would prefer if you called me ma'am but I'll tell you since it's my job... It's bad."

"WHAT THE F*CK LADY GIVE ME SPECIFICS!"

"He's in a coma."

I swear I was gonna murder this whore on the end of the line.

"I WILL F*CKING END YOU SO START TALKING! DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?!!"

I don't usually pull that card but today was different. I should've never let that brat leave. I knew where he was going but I didn't do a damn thing.

All of this was my f*cking fault. I should've never opened the f*cking door or let the two brats leave.

Now my brat I gave birth to could possibly never wake up and the other one is going to her own personal hell.

What the f*ck kind of mother and best friend am I?!

"Excuse me ma'am...?"

"Shut the f*ck up I'm thinking here..."

I went over the invisible possibilities in my head, none of them good. My forehead was sweaty already My with my palms. I had an angry scowl plastered on my face and it was like the middle of the f*cking night. I don't f*cking know!

"Get my brat the best possible treatment you have I don't care how much it costs I can definitely afford it."

"I'll let the doctors on his case know."

"Also if he F*CKING DIES I WILL BUY AND DEMOLISH THAT DAMN HOSPITAL!!! YOU HERE ME?!!"

"Hai but please calm down..."

Then I heard the worst thing a mother can hear.

From distant voices.

"We're losing him!"

I heard beeping monitors and people hysterically running around and the shuffling of papers. I heard alarms and stuff going on.

"Get the preparations ready!"

I could hear the panic in the air and you could cut the tension with a knife.

I felt it in my heart and to my very soul that something was wrong and it had to deal with my baby boy.

I feared the worst.

"WHAT THE F*CK IS GOING ON?!!"

"Sh*t... Uh please hurry the hospital ma'am."

The b*tch hung up on me.

"UGH! F*CK!"

I ran my hands through my hair. I called up my husband.

"Yes dear?"

"DO YOU KNOW WHAT THE F*CK IS GOING ON?! OUR BABY BOY IS IN THE DAMN HOSPITAL AND HE COULD BE ALIVE OR DEAD!"