Crazy Stupid Love
Chapter Ten : Accidents and Anger

Tyler woke up, and the first thing she did was cuss out loud. Which earned her a hard scorning from whoever the hell was in the room at that time, but that didn't seem to stop the onslaught of profanity that just seemed to drip out of her mouth as her eyes remained closed and snickers filled the air around her, only adding to the agonizing headache that pounded through her skull.

"Holy fucking shit-fucks." she groaned. "Someone shut that fucking cackling git up before I rip the sod's sad life from their grimy little fingers." she growled out as the laughing only increased. "I swear to Merlin if you don't all shut your fucking traps right now I'm going to murder all of you slimy trollops."

"If I knew we were going to get the mickey taken out of us I would have told them all to stay in their common rooms." a familiar voice mused as Tyler managed to dig up enough courtesy to pry her eyes open. The light was difficult, and stung her eyes, but she managed to open them up only to be bombarded by the sight of her entire team surrounding her, omit one fiery red headed twin, and with the addition of James Tomlinson... a black eyed James Tomlinson at that. "Morning beautiful." he grinned as Tyler tried to push herself up into a sitting position before a pain ripped through her side, pulling a pained scream from her lips as she collapsed back onto the cot gasping for air as tears threatened to spill in the corner of her eyes.

"What in the bloody fuck happened?" she demanded as the others sighed and shrugged.

"You were in the wrong place at the wrong time," she recognized the Scottish voice of Oliver Wood explain through the crowd of people. The other's looking increasingly more sheepish with every word as Tyler regarded their expressions carefully. "a rogue bludger caught your side and you fell from your broom. The professors weren't fast enough, and could only slow your fall, not stop it all together. You've been out for a while now, couple of broken ribs, concussion, and a fair few cuts and bruises. Madame Pomphrey said you were lucky that was all." Oliver offered.

"Yeah well I don't exactly feel all too bloody lucky." she sighed as she searched the other's expressions. Confused by the look in their eyes. "Which Slytherin scum am I going to hex to hell and back again for the trip?" she asked as the team suddenly refused to meet her gaze. "Guys?" she asked, but to no avail. They were silent.

"It, uhh... it wasn't the snakes love." George suddenly started up, scratching the back of his head nervously as Tyler looked to him confused.

"What do you mean?" she questioned as he sighed and chuckled humourlessly while shrugging.

"I swear his bat slipped, it was just an accident Ty, an-and he's really sorry about it." George grovelled as Tyler tried to piece it all together.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"The bludger was hit by Fred, Tyler." James cut in as she looked around to see her team shift uncomfortably.

"And you would have a black eye because...?"

"He thought Fred might have done it on purpose." Angelina cut in as Tyler felt her stomach drop. She knew things weren't great between her and Fred, but she never imagined he'd go so far as to actually physically hurt her, not by any means. They weren't exactly on the best of terms, but there was no way that Tyler would ever intentionally hurt Fred so bad. She could have died from that bludger, surely he wouldn't go that far.

"I'm sure it was an accident." she choked out as silence settled in the infirmary.

"Alright you've had your chance! She's awake and you spoke with her, now it's time for you all to leave, and let the girl rest! She needs to heal, and she can't exactly do that with all of you crowding her. Now out! All of you come on, hop too it. You can come back and visit another time!" she called out as the team groaned and wished Tyler their best as she thanked them with a nod of her head, still struck into a band of silence as she tried to piece together what could have went wrong.

There could have been a Slytherin beater close to him and everyone thought it came from his bat.

He could have been dodging a bludger, while hitting his own.

He could have messed up his aim, or been aiming past her for another Slytherin.

His bat could have slipped, like George said, or he could have slipped on his broom.

But the more she thought about it, the more she doubted any of those circumstances. Someone would have seen a Slytherin hit the bludger, with that many people watching they would have seen it, so it had to have been Fred. He was an excellent flier, never had he even stuttered on his broom, even when he was practicing stupid tricks with George in practice. Not once had he ever had a problem flying. There was no way he could have messed up by way of his bat, he'd been wielding it for years now, he didn't just happen to have a bad grip when it came to that game. And she didn't remember any other players being around her at the time of the accident. The only thing she couldn't eliminate was the possibility that he had been his with another bludger when he had batted the one that had ended up hitting her. But again, someone would have seen that and mentioned it.

She just didn't understand it. If there was a reasonable explanation then someone would have mentioned it, but everyone just looked guilty. Like they'd let Fred hit her with the bludger on purpose. And that couldn't have been possible. She got along fine with the hole team.

Other than Mallory and Fred, and the slimy snakes that hid in the dungeons, no one outright hated her enough to try and hurt her... she was sure of it. And she wasn't even sure Fred or Mallory disliked her enough to try and kill her.

There had to be something else.

This didn't just happen.

Sighing, she shifted in her bed and once more cussed the scratchy sheets and the sterile smell of the medical wing of Hogwarts. Tyler hated the infirmary. "Fucking healers." she huffed.

"Language Miss O'Mally... I can still hear you." Madame Pomphrey called out with what sounded to be a smirk in her voice as Tyler scoffed and shook her head.

She needed out of there.

She needed out of there now.

If only she could turn the fuck over and she'd be able to get out of the hospital bed.

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