Bleed, Patch, And Keep Moving - An Apex Legends Story

Chapter 27 - Just Like Old Times

The afternoon light began to fade into twilight as Ajay and Octavio both laid on the floor of Ajay's bedroom. They didn't miss a beat as they caught up; it was just like old times. It was unusual to Ajay that Octavio had been laying there that long. "Silva?" She said with her eyes closed, "Don't yuh need ta go for a run or someting? Yuh gotta be bored layin here wit mi."

Ajay soon felt his warm breath against her face. When she opened her eyes he was only inches from her face. She stared up in his haunting emerald eyes; she often found herself lost in his beautiful eyes. Ajay realized that she had been staring for too long and moved her gaze along the rest of his face.

She wondered how many people had actually seen his real face. The other Legions had now seen his face but beyond that she was probably one of the few people that had seen what was underneath his mask and goggles. During his daredevil days and motocross days he always had his face covered. Even his first match in the arena his face was covered.

"Do you want to go for a run Che?" She gave him a confused look as she met her eyes to his once more, "Silva, I can hardly move." Octavio continued to stare down into her eyes. He wanted to reach down and touch her face but he didn't. He really didn't know what she would do if he did. He figured that she only let him touch her earlier because she was vulnerable after their confrontation. The last thing he wanted to do was start any shit between her and Elliot. 

"What do you need Che?" Her mouth was dry and she was almost too shy to answer. She closed her eyes, "Mi pills Silva. Mi pills... and a drink... Rum..." She sighed at her choice of words. "He must tink I'm da worst person right now." She opened her eyes to find Octavio still hovering and staring down at her. "Che, I got what you asked for." He shook her pill bottle in one hand and the bottle of rum in the other.

"Damn Silva, yuh quick." She began to laugh and he smiled down at her. He missed hearing her laugh and her sarcasm. They had known each other all of their lives and it nearly killed him when she wasn't in his life; he literally contemplated death. Maybe someday he would tell her how close to death he actually was, but today was not that day. Right now he just wanted to spend time with her and put the ugly past behind him, "Che, before we do this I want to check your wound."

Ajay nodded up to him. "If I'm gonna get wasted better keep an eye on dis shit since I was so careless last night." Octavio set the rum and pill bottle down onto the floor next to them. "Come on Che. Let's sit up." He sat down next to her and offered her a hand. She took his hand and used it to pull herself up. As he helped her up with one hand he placed his other hand behind her and used it to push her and support her to sit up. He let his hands linger for a moment because he didn't want to stop touching her.

Pain washed over her face as she sat up and crossed her legs. Octavio shifted over to the left of her, "Che, put your arms up so I can take your shirt off." Ajay fussed like a child. She didn't know why she was being so modest around him, "Silva..." He stopped her, "Che." She raised her arms up as instructed. Her right arm went up faster than her left arm. Her left side was stiff and riddled with pain, so it just took a little bit longer for her body to comply.

Octavio was gentle with her as he removed her tank top from her upper body; pointing out the band name before he did. "You getting the band back together Che?" She giggled at him as he set her shirt down next to them. Octavio stopped for a moment to take in the sight of her body. He saw her from the mirror earlier but it wasn't the same thing. He finally managed to pry his eyes from her breasts as he reached underneath her bed.

He slid the first aid kit out and popped it open. The dressing didn't look bad at all but he tore it down anyway. The wound had some dried blood on it. He wet some gauze with saline and gently loosened the blood away from her wound and surrounding skin. Once he got the wound clean he was finally able to get a better look at his work. After he was done checking out her wound he applied a new dressing and taped it in place. "It looks good Che." He closed the first aid kit and pushed it back underneath her bed.