Shippies arn't so bad... are they? :MATURE:

Growing bored of being out on his own, Carlos raised himself to his feet and walked back to Skye's room.

No left the red heads room, it was earily quiet.

Carlos merely sat quietly in the waiting room as he tried to calm himself down.

A few minutes later the doctor went into the room with a small team of nurses.

Carlos sat down, slumped in the waiting area of the hospital. Letting out a harsh sigh, he stared at the ground. All he wanted to do was help, but he couldn't due to the stubborn-ness of his friend.

Laying back down the red head stared intently at the ceiling. Before long he'd completely forgotten that Carlos was ever with him in the hospital.

As he stormed out of the room, Carlos slammed the door behind him. Stomping away from Skye's room, he grumbled insults about the red head under his breath.

Skye ignored Carlos, it hurt him to hear his friend say that but he didn't let it show. Instead he just shut down all his emotions. Which wasn't the best idea he'd ever had.

"I don't wanna be here with you anyway, selfish bastard." Carlos sneered and turned to leave the room.

The red head turned his back on Carlos.
"Go. Away."

"Even I know a killing spree isn't powered by energy. It's powered by adrenaline!" Carlos was now snarling, his rage showing clearly for all to see.

Skye glared coldly at his tutor-come-friend.
"I won't go on a killing spree, I don't have the energy"

"This is your own fault!" Carlos growled angrily. "I could've waited to get my hand sorted out but you had to be a dick!! And you're half dead and no doubt you're gonna go on a killing spree if I don't sort this out!"

The doctors eyes widened.
"Are you crazy!?"

Coughing Skye pushed himself away from Carlos, blood covered Carlos' wrist where it had been in the red heads mouth.

"Biting you won't do him any favours, I'm going to go and see when I can schedule an emergency opporation"
The doctor left the room.

Glaring up at his friend Skye managed to sit upright on the bed.
"What do you think you're doing?! They find out what I am all hell'll let loose!"

((... I didn't change it.))

Letting out a sigh, the older male stood up and shoved his good wrist into the red heads mouth. Looking at the doctor, he told him to force Skye to bite down.

(( XD you must've changed it because that's not what I saw first time round XD ALSO I HAVE A SCREENSHOT AS EVIDENCE! ))

He'd given up on sitting upright in the bed and resorted to laying down, now staring at the ceiling couting the tiles. Sighing he shut his eyes and started to drift off.
Noticing this the doctor shook Skye to keep him awake.
"Go to sleep now and you won't wake up"
Mumbling things at the man under his breath Skye rolled over, eyes starting to shut again.

((Why? xD It makes sense!))

Carlos took note of Skye's change in skin tone, although he was in no mood to mention it.

(( Your grammer in that last sentence made me laugh XD ))

It wasn't long before the doctor walked back in to start looking over Skye. By now the red head had lost an awful lot of blood and it was starting to take it's toll on him. His skin was slowly getting paler and he was struggling to move. It was getting to the point where he was about to cross from needing the blood to being desperate enough to kill for it.

The response the red head received was an icy glare.

The red head smirked at Carlos whilst trying not to cough.

Carlos sat with an angry glare aimed at no one, he'd broken his knuckles as well as dislocated his wrist. Nothing appealed to him about having a cast, aside from the opportunity to miss work.

Rolling his eyes the doctor took him to be x-rayed.
Before long Carlos' hand was plastered and placed in a sling.

"Nothing's broken." Carlos replied plainly, though he was unsure about that. All he knew was that his knuckle as bleeding and hurt like hell.

"First we'll get it x-rayed" the doctor said as he lead Carlos' to the x-ray area.

Carlos sighed. His hand was shaking now and he was trying not to show how much it hurt.