11:23am
School bus
The bus passed many places one of the most beautiful being the forest. Though no one really knew who was getting the cabin for certain reasons but I tried not to think of it much. It's only ever happened once before.
We stopped at a gas station and everyone got off to stretch their legs and buy some snacks. I got off and as soon as I got off I felt sick. I ran to a trash can and threw up. The disgusting after taste of my breakfast stayed in my mouth as I tried rinsing it off with water. Bakugou had noticed my run to the trash can and came to me.
"What happened? You good? -Just asking cause I don't want to have to cut the trip short." I spit out the water and wipe my mouth. I look around us as I still felt nauseous but it got worse. I ran back to the trash can but didn't make it and threw up by a bush. But it wasn't my breakfast anymore. It was my blood.
I look back at Bakugou as I wiped my mouth, my hand now smeared with my blood. "Some one really sick is here. And they aren't happy." I look at our classmates but it wasn't them, nor the staff that came with us. Not even Bakugou made me feel this bad. Not even close. "The hell are you talking about?"
I look behind us to the woods area and focus there. I could almost swear I saw someone. The quickest movements flashed in front of me and I got cut so quick I didn't feel it until the wind blew against it. Raising my hand to my cheek, blood dampened my fingertips. Bakugou stared at my hand and looked back at the teachers. "Shouldn't we-" and before he finished it jumped the fence, leading into the forest.
"Dumbass get back here!" Bakugous booming voice had his sound waves punching against my back but it only drove me forward as I searched for the origin of such horrible hatred. Sometome touched my shoulder and I whipped my body towards them, the right hooked their face. THEY were bakugou.
He grabbed my collar raising me from the ground. "Dumbass im going to let you fucking die if your going to be punching me." He growled and but I was distracted trying my best not to puke on him. I whined and moaned slapping his arms as I held my mouth shut. He got the message and let go of me. I turned away from him and puked again. But it was still blood.
"Won't you die of losing so much blood, or some shit?" He stuffed his hands in his pockets as he looked at my face. I didn't need a mirror to know I looked fucked up. I FELT fucked up.
I wiped my mouth and looked around again. I felt the energy from ahead of us and I began going. But I felt sick. Bad sick. I have never felt this bad since her.
I shook my head. She couldn't be. She's dead.
I kept on walking Bakugou trailing right behind me. Then I felt it. It was her.