I hurt her, I hurt my girlfriend. It was like I wasn't there, I didn't want to hurt her. I didn't mean to hurt her. I'll never hurt Rylee again, ever.
"Teagan," Rylee grabs my hand. "Squeeze if it hurts," Rylee insists. I pull my hand away, and limp faster to our room. I got there first and slammed the door shut with telekinesis before Rylee entered. I stumble into the bathroom and locked the door before she gets to me.
I hear our bedroom door open. "Teagan please come out," Rylee begs. I don't answer. Tears streamed down my face. "I hurt you," I snap. "Teagan it's alright, I know you didn't mean or want to," Rylee claims.
I open the door, Rylee hugs me. "I'm so sorry Ry," I whimper. Rylee hugs me tighter. "It's okay Teag," Rylee responds. It's not okay.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Rylee questions. I nod, and walk over to the bed. I sit down and swing my leg and prosthetic onto the bed. I fidget with the metal leg.
"Go ahead when you're ready," Rylee insists. I look at her, she sees right through me just like she always has.
"Everyone expects me to lead a war, but I'm just a kid who has no idea what she's doing," I mutter. "Teagan you're doing great, you have gotten us this far," Rylee whispers. Rylee puts her arms around me.
"I don't know what to do right now during the war, so how would I know what to do after if we win?" I stutter. "I don't really know, but we will figure that out when this is over, together," Rylee states. "What if it never gets better?" I begin to cry. "It always gets better Teagan, that's the best part," Rylee hugs me close. Rylee cries with me.
Rylee is my everything, I don't know what I would do without her. "I love you Teagan," Rylee whispers. I look in Rylees ocean blue eyes. "I love you Rylee," I respond.
We are still sitting hugging on the bed. I kiss Rylee, she kisses me back. Rylee leans on me while kissing me, she makes me fall backwards onto the bed, I laugh. Rylee kisses me.
My stub starts throbbing out of nowhere. It's like a sharp achy pain. "Wait a second," I move out from under Rylee who had been making out with me. "Are you okay?" Rylee questions. I shake my head. "It's my stub, I need to get this thing off," I mutter. Rylee grabs my prosthetic and takes it off my leg.
"Does it hurt?" Rylee questions. "Uh yeah," I whisper. I reach down to touch where my leg ends, I rub it. "Can I feel it?" Rylee asks. "Yeah sure," I mumble. Rylee's warm hands reach down to my stub. She runs her hand over my scar. I wince, Rylee pulls away. "It hurt didn't it," She states. I nod quickly.
Rylee hugs me. "The prosthetic makes it worse, it rubs it as if it were a seat belt," I remark. "Maybe we could ask Brynn about a sleeve or special sock," Rylee suggests. "Yeah, but that can wait," I giggled.
Rylee smirks and kisses me. I push her down on the bed and kissed her back. I love her so much. I love Rylee more than anyone or anything in the whole world.
