The silence in the room, a stale and gross silence. It was broken only by the soft blips on the monitor that allowed me to see that she was alive. I took a breath, coughing slightly to excuse the awkward situation. I wanted nothing else but to find some place to hide in, nothing else to find a dark room and start crying in it. I sighed, looking over to her tiny face and trying to find something to say. My words stuck to the inside of my mouth, my lips refused to open for me. She shifted in her bed, scooting up and rolling over to look over at me. Her dark eyes were filled with disgust at seeing me, I couldn't blame her. I was the one who put her there in the hospital.
"Why are you here?" She asked, I could tell she was trying her hardest not to spit them at me. I knew she was angry. I knew she was upset. She wasn't the best at hiding her emotions - I was just the opposite, I couldn't show my hurt or how sorry I was to her.
"Do you not want me here? I can leave." I asked.
"You leaving is what put me in here. Just answer the question." She huffed at me, waving her needle injected hand at me.
"I came by to see if you were okay." I told her, reaching over and touching her tiny hand. She was so delicate compared to me, so tiny and small. I had to constantly remind myself that she wasn't as strong as me, she wasn't as durable as me. She was a Natural and I was a Super - nearly as different as night and day.
"I'm fine, Lennon. A few cracked ribs and some major bruising but it's nothing to worry about. I'll be back in the field as soon as I can." She said, trying to sit up. I reached over and touched her shoulder, pushing her back against the soft mattress. She made a noise and glared at me, her dark eyes stirring with emotions that weren't at all friendly.
"Rest, Nat, please." I said firmly, keeping my hand on her shoulder until she relaxed. She fiddled with the hem of the blanket, looking over to the door and then back at me.
"Did ... were you able to catch him?" She asked quietly. I looked over at her condition, I knew there was no reason to stress her out anymore. I reached over and touched her hand again. The blame and disgust vanished when I broke my emotion wall and sighed, nodding my head - lying through my teeth.
"Why are you here?" She asked, I could tell she was trying her hardest not to spit them at me. I knew she was angry. I knew she was upset. She wasn't the best at hiding her emotions - I was just the opposite, I couldn't show my hurt or how sorry I was to her.
"Do you not want me here? I can leave." I asked.
"You leaving is what put me in here. Just answer the question." She huffed at me, waving her needle injected hand at me.
"I came by to see if you were okay." I told her, reaching over and touching her tiny hand. She was so delicate compared to me, so tiny and small. I had to constantly remind myself that she wasn't as strong as me, she wasn't as durable as me. She was a Natural and I was a Super - nearly as different as night and day.
"I'm fine, Lennon. A few cracked ribs and some major bruising but it's nothing to worry about. I'll be back in the field as soon as I can." She said, trying to sit up. I reached over and touched her shoulder, pushing her back against the soft mattress. She made a noise and glared at me, her dark eyes stirring with emotions that weren't at all friendly.
"Rest, Nat, please." I said firmly, keeping my hand on her shoulder until she relaxed. She fiddled with the hem of the blanket, looking over to the door and then back at me.
"Did ... were you able to catch him?" She asked quietly. I looked over at her condition, I knew there was no reason to stress her out anymore. I reached over and touched her hand again. The blame and disgust vanished when I broke my emotion wall and sighed, nodding my head - lying through my teeth.
