**This story is based on something that happened to me, except I didn't have a significant other and my grandmother was ignoring me and the fire department had to stop the train... I'll tell you after the story. Happy reading!!**

Gog damn it. I stuff tissue into my nose for the tenth time, not wanting blood to drip onto my coat and Vriska's scarf.

"I'll be right back," I say to the drowsy girl. We stayed up all night, going on all the Disneyland rides till it was closing time, and now we're on a train going back home. She mumbles a little 'okay' and I walk to the bathroom in a hurry. Blood was starting to drip down from my nose and other trolls were looking at my blood color in disgust. I try to shield it.

Blood was everywhere. I try to mop up the floor and sink as well as my own nose and face, tears of panic mixing with the blood still steadily dripping.

"Help," I croak out. Blood was filling my mouth as well, making me swallow and spit out blood. A tipsy human was grabbing a beer, thankfully the door was open to the bathroom and they instantly went to me. Their beer breath asked me what I needed.

"Vriska, in the second cart to the right, please." They rush off and I spit more lime green blood out of my mouth. I hear thumps above me and loud, hurrying steps stumbling down the stairs. I look up from the sink to see a freaked out Vriska.

"Y/n, honey, what happened?" Involuntary tears start coming out of my eyes.

"The blood won't stop flowing," I whimper out. She helps me stand a little, the amount of blood that left me made me woozy. I sit down, but Vriska makes me lie down in a panic. I let her, but soon I'm choking on my own blood. She freaks out even more, taking a hold of my hand and saying things to calm me down from my ow panic attack.

It seems the tipsy human also got the conductor, who happened to be a troll. He looks over me, judgement in the blood color, but sees that Vriska is a higher class than him. He calls the fire department paramedics, the hazy panic making me cry and spit blood. He helps me by getting me tissues.

I feel myself being wrenched away from Vriska, making her screech and myself trying to get near her.

"Ma'am, you need to sit up now." The bleary faces of human paramedics make me get back into focus and reality. I sit up with help and one of the paramedics asks me a series of questions. What's my birthday, what's my name, who am I related to, is there anyone here that I'm traveling with? I answer all of them and Vriska is pushed forward to sit next to me, my head being shoved upwards. A lady places clamp-like things on my nose to stop the blood, and it works a little.

"Do you have a case of anemia in the family?" I don't know. "Have you experienced major bloody noses like this?" Yes, but they usually stop in a few minutes. "Have you gotten your blood drawn before and tested for hemogoblin or anemia?" No. I feel Vriska's hand squeeze my hand and the blood starts ceasing in the flow.

The paramedics leave the train, with a twenty five minute delay on the train. Vriska gets me a cup of tea to get the steam to dry my nose and tissues to wipe the stray drips of lime green on my face. Trolls who pass through to go to the bathroom or get food from the snack cart look at us in disgust, but Vriska glares at them with a fury I haven't seen in a while. I lay my now clean face on her shoulder, my tears drying up.

"It's okay," She whispers. "You got through this, right? Now we just need to get you tested for those things and then we can prevent this from happening again."

"I want to sleep." She helps me up, her arm around my waist to lead me and keep me steady. We walk back to our seats and I curl up next to her. She kisses my forehead a few times and then my cheeks then my nose, since my mouth still has the taste of blood. I cuddle close to her, her arms around me and her jacket covering us.

I pass out within the ten minutes from lack of blood and energy, happy that someone was with me through this event.

I wake up to the train being at home and being carried off the train by Vriska so that I can keep sleeping. I snuggle close to her and fall back asleep, finally safe and off the train and the traumatic experience I had on it.

**Bad ending, I know. But I am tired as fuck since I had work today and printed on over 300 hats (I want death). So, for the story: I went to Disneyland with my brother, grandma (Abu), uncle (Chu-Chu), and aunt (Angela). We took a train there and back, and the whole time Abu wasn't taking care of us properly, so we were hungry, unkempt, tired, and dehydrated. This was before I knew I have anemia and that I can get heart palpitations easily, so I didn't really drink a lot of water. Heck, I wanted a salad, but we didn't have that much food. Finally, we got on the train to go home and Angela was sort of bad-mouthing Abu to my mom, which isn't exactly true since she told everything that happened accurately. Abu left to the travel cart, where you can look out the windows to see the land. I wasn't allowed to approach her, but I was feeling like shit and I needed to talk to her about this predicament, because I still trusted her greatly. I went to the cart and started talking to her and crying. I thought snot was dripping down my nose and I looked at my hand when I wiped it away. WHOOPS NO, THAT'S BLOOD. So, I went to the lower part of the cart where the bathrooms were and started wiping away the blood, but it wasn't stopping. A drunk guy asked what was wrong and I told him to get my aunt and uncle. My uncle freaked the fuck out and made me lie down, which made me choke on my blood.

So, I'm just crying and choking and bleeding because my grandma wouldn't take care of us. The conductor had to call the fire department paramedics and the train stopped for a shit ton of time. The blood was everywhere. Abu has the audacity to come up to me as I'm being surrounded and go "You know I love you, right?"

BITCH WHAT THE FUCK.

Turns out , I have anemia and if I am too dehydrated, I can faint and have heart palpitations quite easily.

So yeah, I decided that since it's a MutantBlood!Reader, I should add some of my own blood trauma with hemophobia. Love you guys, bye.**