F-Flowers?!

Sorry

((¡¡Gore/ blood warning!!))

Maddisons POV

" S-sorry. . . "
It was my reaction to almost everything. He looked like he was going to say something but then he walked faster and left us behind. Midoriya broke the silence.
" I have actually been wondering why your hair is different. . . "
" Well, basically the flowers have started growing here. "
I lifted my hair and showed him the flower buds that were hiding there.
" That cant be good. . . "
" Yeah. I have another appointment about it tommorow. "
I sigh. Knowing that this could very well be one of the last stages. I refuse to do the surgery so the most likely thing that will happen is I'll die because of it. I didn't want to think about it now though. We chatted about school the rest if the way home. It was a mostly normal day when I got home. Dad wasn't back from work yet so I was alone. I was just about to turn on the tv when I heard a knock at the door. I put a hat on to cover the flowers on my face because I tied my hair up and answered the door. Of course it had to be him.
" Oh, hi Bakugo! "
" Hey squid. You dropped this. "
He held out my charm that is supposed to be on my bracelet. I looked at the bracelet on my wrist and it was missing a charm. I took it from his hand.
" Thanks Bakugo! "
I clipped it straight back onto the bracelet. It was of a lantana flower. The same flower that is growing on my face. The same flower I cough up everyday. Bakugo came in for a bit. I made him a drink and he kept me company for a while.
" Squid, About your charm thing. Did you know that's my favourite flower? "
Of course I did.
" No, actually it's mine too! "
He can't know. Not yet at least.
Bakugo's phone vibrated. He looked at the screen and groaned.
" Well I should be going now. "
" Bye Bakugo, See you at school! "
" See ya at school. "
Finally he was gone. I rushed to the bathroom. The flowers. There were more if them this time. Full flowers poured out my mouth. My throat was filled with the petals I had been holding down. It was starting to get hard to breath. Blood and petals poured into the toilet. My lungs. My heart. Everything hurt. My dad must have came in while I was in here because as soon as he heard me, he came rushing in. It took a while but it soon was over. I looked in the mirror. I felt pale. I went to bed early that day. I wasn't hungry anyway. Tomorrow I will find out how long I have left to live. Or if I'll die some point this week. I wonder if he'll ever know. . . I'll just. . . Dissapear. Gone. Forever. And he will never know why. I shook the thoughts out of my head. I cant think like that. I need to stay positive. I thought of what my mother would say if she found out I was this weak. 'You pathetic brat' 'You will never achieve your dreams with THAT body!!' 'Your so frail. Work harder!'
I stoped thinking about that. All I wanted to do was dream. Because in my dreams everything is fine. And I'm not dying from some stupid flowers. I'm living my life with my friends and family and doing everything I want. Sometimes I wish I could just live in them. . .

((Hoi!! I'm going to put the doctors appointment into the next chapter, that's why this one is short, kinda.
Word count=613))