Hopeless
Cezille07
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Moment Number Five
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This is just great!
Now she couldn't come to school. And she couldn't come home. She looked less than presentable in her half-burnt skin and her semi-fried clothes. No, she couldn't move. She had to wait here the whole day, hoping that by some miracle an angel would bring her the answer to all her problems.
But the look was just half of it. She was badly hurt. Teddy didn't fight back, but Lay's shot was good enough for a dozen people. She couldn't move not because she didn't want to, but because everything hurt. Her head hurt, her arms hurt, her entire body hurt.
She wanted to cry. Why couldn't Zick have just talked to her? Even if she wouldn't have answered, the effort, the mere effort would prove something....
"Elena!"
She looked up at the voice. Now she wanted to really cry.
It was Zick. "Elena, what happened to you?!" He surveyed her with his eyes. "Who did this?" he asked. "Who did this to you?" And he took her into a protective embrace. She could feel his rhythmic heartbeats, and it was a nice, blissful feeling, but...this was awkward....
"Your friends," she answered, breaking away from his grasp. "Your 'better' friends."
"Why—?" he groaned. "I wanted them to find out why you weren't talking to me! Not do this!"
He seemed to want to say more, but he held himself in place, tried not to do anything rashly. On second thought, he stepped aside and fired a long ray of blue Dom Energy into the sky.
Panting, he faced her again. "I'm...really sorry, Elena. About everything." He paused. "I should have told you. It's just that I wanted it to be a surprise and all...."
She couldn't really respond after this. She was pleased with the fact that he...worried about her at all. She smiled. "I'm over it." Come on now, hug me again, she thought cheerfully.
For some reason, he did. But who cares about the reason? He hugged her again! He brought her home. Nursed her wounds. Took care of her. Forget Lay. This...is...just...great!
