"DAMNIT ROCKET, WAKE UP." I hear someone scream as I feel another shock go through my body.
"Great, they're saving me again." I think as I feel another shock go through my body and I feel my heart start beating again.
"Peter, he's showing a pulse again." I hear Gamora say.
"Now all we have to do is wait for him to wake up. I really hate that he did this again." I hear Peter say as I feel the pads being taken off my chest, pulling fur out in the process. I guess they didn't even bother to shave me.
It feels like hours pass before I start to feel the strength come back. I know we're probably on our way back to Xandar so they can abandon me to be taken to the Kyln and find someone better. They deserve better than me and I know it. I feel the strength and move my eyes under my eye lids before opening one.
"Before you even think it we're not going back to Xandar. You really need to pull your shit together and stop doing this. I swear you're screaming for attention at this point." Peter lectures me.
"Well I'm not the dumbass that left the fucking Morphine next to someone who's obviously got a light tolerance and is feeling suicidal. Asshole." I reply to him through the mask.
"What the fuck is it going to take for you to realize that you're not any more special than anyone else on the ship? You're lucky we even decided to save your ass again. You used the maximum dose of someone who's 550 pounds. We should have let you die." Peter says before throwing his hand over his mouth.
"Oh really? Then fucking send me through the airlock and end it already. I can't stand just being a fuck toy for an asshole like you knowing that I opened myself and did something that I never have done to anyone before. And for what? To be told that it makes no difference." I scream as best as I can do, letting the tears freely low at this point. Not giving a damn about what others would think about me.
Peter looks at me before getting a tear to his eyes.
"You know, you really do enjoy putting the whole fucking team under a shit load of undue stress, don't you?" He says looking down at me.
I look up and see Gamora walk into the room and punch Peter in the face.
"Really!? I mean seriously!? You go from saying you wish you could say 'I love you' to him to telling him you want him dead?" Gamora screams in Peter's face.
"How long was I out after you guys shocked me?" I ask, ending their argument.
"3 days." Gamora says without even looking at me.
"Peter skipped watch to keep an eye on you while Drax and I took up the slack. It's amazing that after as much as he cried and expressed worry for you that he could tell you that he pretty much wanted you dead." Gamora says, turning around and looking at me.
I look over at Peter who's trying to stop the blood from flowing from his nose.
"That's no reason to break my fucking nose!" Peter says through his hand.
"You're right. I should cut your fucking dick off so you can't give anyone the wrong impression about you again." Gamora says before walking out of the room.
"She's right. I should have never let you put it in me if I knew you were going to act like this." I say to Peter, rolling away so I'm not facing him.
"Wow, do you really regret what we did that much?" I hear Peter ask before hearing the door open.
"I can tell you need some alone time." He says before I hear boots on metal and the door close.
I lay there letting all the emotional pain and agony take over. I let the tears flow so freely that I don't even hear the door open.
"Look, I'm sorry, okay? I should not have said that and I guess the stress is really getting to me. Why don't you roll over so I can say this to your face?" I hear Peter say behind me.
"I don't want to look at you." I simply say before he forces me to roll over and look at him.
He makes the mistake of putting his hand near my mouth and I bite hard enough to draw blood.
"What the hell dude!? I'm here trying to say I'm sorry and you do that?" He says in an irritated tone.
"It's going to take more than a simple 'I'm sorry' to make up for what you've done to me. It's going to take time and proving that you're sorry." I say, rolling back over away from him.
"I'm glad we took the IV out when you were still out. You can't inject yourself with anything again and try to kill yourself that way. I'm sorry for what I did to you and really wish we could put it all behind us. What more do you want to hear?" He says behind me, almost pleading.
"I would tell you to say the fucking words but I know at this point they would just be forced and have no meaning." I say, closing my eyes and letting the tears flow again.
"I can't believe I've shed blood from you and Gamora and you still insist on those fucking words." I hear him scream before storming out of the room and running into Drax in the hallway where I hear another loud smack. I guess he got it from Drax as well.
"You really are a soulless amoral whore." I hear Drax say in the hallway before he comes in.
"Rocket, I want you to know that I am here for you. Even if the man whore isn't." I hear Drax say behind me.
I roll over and Drax ruffles my hair before walking out of the room. I'm on my back and feel myself fall asleep again. I can't believe how this is ripping apart the team but I have a feeling that somehow I'll end up getting the blame for it all.