What Tomorrow Holds

          "Just one step at a time, easy there we aren't in a rush hun." Slowly walking me across the room. My legs are begging me to give up and rest, but I know I can do this. I won't stop trying, I've been here too long. My nurse, Ms. Jones, a short, plump lady supporting me along the way. She was very intimidating at first but she's the sweetest lady you'll ever have the luck to meet. Dare I say rivaling my own mother as she's cared for me for almost year. I don't remember what happened exactly all those months ago. I had been in some terrible accident and was critically injured. An 18-wheeler had slid on the iced road and t-boned the small sedan I had been in. I wasn't the only one in the car but was the only one severely injured. My sister, Violet, her boyfriend Ryan were discharged a couple of months ago. They used to visit me a few times a week, but then they stopped a couple of weeks ago. They never did tell me why. "Each day you're getting stronger, you'll be able to leave in no time promise," they say. Yeah right. I know you're trying to make me feel better, but I just can't help but to feel disappointed as it never seems to come true. Who knows tomorrow always brings something different right?

Today is Monday October 14th tomorrow is my birthday maybe my wishes will finally come true. The clock reads 6:55 AM. I like getting up early to watch the sunrise. It's one of the only times the hospital is quiet. Gives me time to think. I've been here for 10 months. Each one seemingly longer than the last. I turn on my phone and check the weather. It's supposed to rain today. I've always liked the rain. What I would give to walk in the rain again. During my time here the few nurses that tended to me have brought me things to busy myself. My favorite being the manga and anime that Mr. Kim, a kind Korean American man, had given me they had been his daughter's, but she had since grown out of them and insisted they be given to me. Through the variety that was given to me I took a liking to Boku no Hero Academia. 

Not so much for the storyline or art style but a certain character. Bakugou Katsuki quickly stole all my attention after his first appearance. I don't know what drew me to him but though his personality needs work he always strives to be the best at anything he does. Maybe it's because I wish I had his confidence or the willpower to keep moving forward as challenges get thrown at you. If only he was real, even then who's to say he'd even notice me. It's been a couple of hours sense the sun has risen it's still early around 10ish and the patients have all but woken up the halls sound livelier than I've heard before I wonder why? Did something happen? Is there someone famous here to visit some of the children in the make a wish program? I guess I'll find out soon enough as the sounds are getting closer to my door. A soft knock on the door alerted me of a visitor.

"Come in," I said.

"Hi hun how you holdin' up?" Ms. Jones' head peaked through the door before walking in.

"Better than yesterday." I said with a smile.

"You thinkin' of that fictional boy again?" she asked already knowing the answer then followed with "I don't get what you see in him.". Honestly, I don't know why either. She walked out saying something about it being pasta night that's probably why the halls were loud.

I decided to take a nap because I didn't have therapy today. I awoke around 4 in the afternoon with a strange man sitting by the window. Although he seemed strangely familiar. Ash blond hair, Vermillion eyes with specs of gold and crimson. It couldn't be. He's not real. Was he?

"Bakugou?" I asked softly worried if I had just been seeing things. His response was short and blunt, "Who else would it be extra?" with a snarl at the end. "Are you really here or is my new medication doing something to me?" I spoke probably too fast to be understandable. "No, you're meds ain't doing anything of course I'm real why wouldn't I be?" He said in a bored tone. Still in shock I didn't respond simply looking at his school uniform exactly from the drawings, hair just as spikey as a cactus and that ever so smug smirk.

"I must be dreaming that's why you're here", "All I must do is wake up and you'll disappear." I stated.

"Do you want me to?" he asked.

"Well no... I don't get many visitors." I replied.

"And why is that? They get tired of you or something?" he questioned once again.

"I hope not but considering its me probably so..." I said looking down. No one really chooses to say around me. They usually leave sooner than later. Can't get too attached to anyone, now can we?

"How about you stop downing yourself and find people actually worth being around extra?" he asked. Easier said than done. Especially coming from someone like you.

"I don't think I can do that, even if I wanted to, I can't leave my room let alone the hospital." I responded solemnly.

"Why don't you come with me?" he asked looking away. To what I assume to cover the pink spreading over his cheeks.

"Where exactly would that be?" I asked intrigued. Could I finally leave this darn hospital?

"Back to my universe, I know someone that can fix you up.", "So what do you say?" he asked then waited for me to respond.

Do I go with him? A stranger, an anime character come to life asking me to go with him. Why would I agree to something to something so bizarre? Was that even possible.

With everything that happened the past year why should I stay? It's clear they won't care. They didn't even care when I was first rushed in. The only people who did care were the ones payed to. I'm sorry Ms. Jones, Mr. Kim, Mom, Dad and even Violet and Ryan. I've made my decision.

Look up at his face into the pools of vermillion. Confident in what I decided.

"I'll go with you." I stated for once with confidence.

"Alright just grab my hand and we'll go." he said.

The room started to fade out and for once I felt at peace.

"CODE RED CODE RED SHE'S FLAT LINING!" voices screamed in panic.

"MY BABY!! MY BABY!!" a woman yelled.

A few minutes pass, the screams have been replaced with sobs.

"Hana Sato time of death October 14th 5:15 PM." a doctor said.

A woman weeping can be heard with a few small sniffles from on lookers.