Ricky
Blue lay on the couch, peaceful and unconscious. Stephan was too busy trawling old books and records to worry about Blue’s actual condition. Besides, by now, we were used to people fainting for no apparent reason.
Montana was running a blood test, and Paige and I were sitting around as usual, which was officially called ‘watching Blue for any change in her condition.’
This wasn’t meant to happen, I thought to myself, Blue wasn’t meant to be hurt already, I was meant to save her from that.
There it is again, the guilt. I mentally shook myself. Being depressed isn’t going to help much.
Paige was starting to annoy me; she was just staring at Blue with a kind of repulsion. She just fainted, it’s not like she needs to be quarantined.
I hope.
“Ahhh.” Montana looked up from her computer, her brown eyes wide.
“What?” I asked her, standing up.
“Blue’s blood sample.”
“Yeah, what about it?”
“I found what made her faint.”
“And you’re not telling me now because…”
“Well if you’d let me finish without a smart arse comment…”
“Why don’t you just stop being so offended by them?”
“I’m not offended!” She argued, “Just frustrated.”
“I’m frustrated too.” I told her.
“Why?” Montana asked.
“Because I don’t know what made Blue faint.”
“Oh, right.” Montana said casually, “It was anaesthetic.”
“From what?” Paige asked, suddenly intrigued.
“A needle.”
“Oh really?” Paige asked sarcastically.
“Well it could have been gas.” Montana defended. I giggled and both girls looked at me.
“You said gas.” I exclaimed. With a roll of her eyes Montana continued.
“We’ll just have to wait for her to come to.”
“Great.” I complained, “Because I love waiting.”
Blue
Fuzzy white clouds covered my vision. That’s wasn’t a good sign. But at least they’re pretty.
“Blue?” An incredibly loud voice called, “Are you awake?”
“Do I look awake?” I managed to choke out.
“No.”
Ricky.
“Speak softer,” I begged of him, “My head hurts.”
“Aw,” Ricky cooed, “Do you want me to kiss it better.”
I jerked up, making my head ache and the room swim.
“Touch me and you die.”
“Wish that was the first time I’d heard that.” Ricky muttered.
“Look at that,” I heard Stephan’s strict voice cry, “You’ve made her worse.”
“I didn’t break her.” Ricky replied, “I didn’t make her faint.”
“Wish that was the first time I heard that.” Paige muttered, receiving a sharp look from Ricky.
“You got her into the bloody punishment,” Montana rebutted, “I blame you for all of this.”
“Just to let you know,” I mumbled, “So do I.”
“Mm, well, isn’t this just wonderful,” Ricky complained, “Let’s all just blame me, shall we?”
“Yes.” Both Paige and Montana said. Stephan seemed to reign everyone back in, it was like his full time job.
“Blue,” He asked, “How are you feeling?”
“Fine,” I answered, “Except for, you know, all the pain.”
“Why is everyone so impossible around here?” Stephan asked himself as he walked off into the library-study thing.
“I’m going to get an ice-pack.” Montana left and Paige followed soon after, leaving me and Ricky.
“Does your head really hurt?” Ricky asked me, sitting down on the arm chair of the couch so he was poised above my feet.
“Are you accusing me of lying?” I asked him.
“No!” He paused, “Yes.”
“Trust,” I muttered, “So difficult to find.”
“No, but seriously, your OK, right?”
“Yeah.” He breathed out a sigh of relief.
“Good,” he sighed, “That’s really, really good.” I was confused, why was he so relieved?
“Huh?” I asked him, “What are you talking about?” Ricky looked up at me, green eyes shining brilliantly.
“If you were hurt, I’d only myself to blame.”
“No, you saved me.” Ricky scoffed.
“Yeah, from the trouble I put you in.” his words were so remorseful, he looked so defeated, he was so frustrating.
“Are you going to go into this angst bubble or something? Why do you have to see the dark side and not see the logic?”
“I...I,” Ricky spluttered, “What?” I laughed, my voice tinged with disbelief.
“It’s like you have some kind of hero complex, you know, like Harry Potter.”
“You say that like its bad thing.”
“Sometimes, it is.”
“And sometimes it isn’t!” Ricky cried, suddenly standing up. “Having good in you isn’t horrible, you know.”
“Yes, I do!” I tried to stand up, but I wobbled dangerously, “But sometimes a little common sense doesn’t astray.”
“Are you regretting you rescue?” He asked, eyeing my swaying form.
“No, I’m not, it’s just…” I paused, feeling like I was going to be sick, “I don’t feel too well.” I said. Then I proceeded to vomited on his shoes.
Oooops.
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