Draw With Me? BNHA Horror Fanfic

Chapter 13👻 Another Death

Warning! Mentions of drug abuse

     Nemuri walks down the west hall of the asylum. It was late, probably around eleven close to twelve at night. She needed to drop off the documents to the file room. She never frequent this hall since she wasn't in charge of this side of the asylum. In fact, it kind of creeped her out.

    Okay Nemuri, all you have to do is drop these files off and then you can g home, shower, and get into your comfy bed. The ravenette nods at the thought, a smile creeping up her face.

     But as Nemuri turns her head to the door with number eighteen, she froze. Her blood ran cold, she couldn't breath, couldn't move. The reason?

     It was because sharp green eyes that stared at her through the bars of the door. They had a fair glow, but she knew that glow was sinister.

     No no. You're just tired, just tired ignore it, he isn't-!

     "Nemurri-chan~. Come here, I have a gift just for you~!"

     No no, you're tired. That damn kid doesn't need anything!

     From the other side, Izuku pouts. Why the hell won't she come over here, I have to show her something awesome!

     "Nemuri. Get. Over. Here, now!"

     Nemuri flinches at the teen's deep tone. His usually cheerful voice was gone. With such little hesitance, she turns her body towards the rusty orange colored door and walks over. "What do you want? Shouldn't you be asleep", Nemuri asks in a harsh whisper.

     That cheerfulness is back through a giggle. It made her shiver and it was not from the cold air that came through the vents of the hallway. "I drew you something! I think you'll like it." Izuku steps off of his step stool and goes towards his bed where a pile of papers laid. Nemuri frantically looked around, the flickering of the LED lights not helping her current situation.

     "Ah! Here it is." Izuku walks back over to the door and slips a piece of paper through the bars. "I just finished it, isn't it great?" Nemuri grabs it and opens the folded up paper. And what she saw made her eyes grow wide. She steps away from the door and drops the scribbled paper.

     "What? What's wrong? Don't you like it? I made it special just for you."

     "N-no. I don't. I don't like it, why do you keep on bothering me?!"

     Izuku hums and looks down at his nails, uninterested in her frightened tone. "I don't keep on bothering you because you are no help to us. So don't try to pity yourself—."

     "Shut up! Just leave me alone! You have been doing this ever since—!"

     "And you know what happened! You know what he did! Yet you're just trying to hide it, why? Just for him to sleep with you? You sad, lonely tramp. He's married and has a family!"

     Nemuri held her hands over her ears, everything around her was loud, so loud. She just wanted a little bit of silence. "Ah, covering your ears I see~. Don't bother, it won't help your case. Just accept your fate. Accept it because that's what you deserve!"

     The blue eyed woman sobbed, she tries to wipe the tears away, but they just kept on falling. She grabs the files from off of the floor, leaving the sketch behind. "Todoroki would've liked the picture! He's very nice."

     Nemuri stops, anger was starting to replace her hurt and embarrassment. She stomps back over to number 18 and glares into Izuku's green eyes. "You leave Shouto alone! He's just a kid, he doesn't need to be involved in your pity party."