Hybrid Factors (A Team Crafted FF)

Chapter 9 (Ty)

"YOU SHOT SKY?!" I was furious. The trainee Sorcerers were trying to apologize, but I'm not having any of this. I opened my wings up and launched into the air, flying swiftly to the hospital.

I saw Sky through a window then felt myself crash through it. I look up at Sky and start rambling.

"OHMYGODSKYYOUAREOKAYIAMSORRYIWASNOTTHEREFORYOUIWILLNEVERLEAVEYOURSIDEAGAINBECAUSEILO--" I cut myself off and slap my hands over my mouth.

I nearly told him.

He doesn't like me, he would be disgusted if he found out about it! I need to tell him eventually, but not now.

A warm liquid drips on my arm. Am I bleeding? I look at my wing to find that it had shards of glass in it and was bleeding out a neon purple liquid. It's just silent as I stare at my wing. And then I let out the most girly shriek you could imagine.

"Jewel, go get the first aid kit." Two of the four girls here said in unison and a fox hybrid nods before disappearing. She reappeared a few seconds later with a box in her hands.

I decided to poke my wing. BAD IDEA. It went something like me screaming something along the lines of this;
"AH, OW"--cue long line of curse words--"BAD IDEA. THE"--more curses--"GLASS HATES ME! NOTCH, WHY WITH GLASS AND MY WING?!"

This hurt like hell, I will not lie. The girl with the box walks over to me and begins to try to remove the glass. FRICK. DON'T YOU DARE MAKE ME SCREAM, YOU STUPID BRAIN!

"Ssssoooooo, how did you get in here?" I ask Sky, trying not scream out in pain.
"I got shot in the chest. You?"
"I leaped through a window. How long you been locked up here?"
"I dunno. Woke up five minutes before you came crashing into the party!"
"Great! Well now I'm gonna be locked up here with ya, so now were cell mates!" And he laughs at my sarcasm.

I blushed. OH HELL NO. "Are you blushing?" He asks. SHOOT.

"NNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO I'M NNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!"
"YOU ARE!"
"NU."
"LIAR!"
"I'M NOT LYING--" And there's when the girl dealing with my wing yanked out a chunk of glass.

And then I scream my lungs out.

And Sky rolls himself over the side of his bed to hug me.

He hugged me. MY FRICKIN' CRUSH HUGGED ME!

And now I'm wondering if my most loved one, if SKY, loves me back as he whispers soothing phrases in my ear and hugs me to keep me calm.

This would be the perfect moment if these random girls weren't here with us and if neither of us were injured. Then it would be perfect, but NO, GOD JUST MUST AVOID ANY MOMENT OF MY LIFE BEING NICE.

Would he ever like me anyway?