Van Helsing

Rolling his eyes again, he grumbled. "If I had some cards, it wouldn't be so boring."

"Oh shush.. it's boring laying down.. not that it's much better sitting up... I'M BOREDDD" he moaned

Glancing over at Skye, Carlos couldn't help but smile. "I told you." He said, knowing that Skye had just proved the older man right.

Skye attempted to sit up again.

Sighing once again, Carlos didn't answer as he knew he was the complete opposite. The only time he had ever had courage to stand up to Dikky was when he knew what he was doing was wrong, and even that ended badly.

"I know that..." Skye said, trying to still his voice "just having a major lack of parents from the age of 5 and being looked after by Leiard... I guess... it's just part of me to disobey"
He chuckled weakly "If I hadn't disobeyed Leiard so many times I'd still be in his lab being a ginuea pig"

Carlos sighed and apologised for sounding so harsh. "You need to grow up and stop thinking you can do everything how you want to..."

Skye fell silent. He couldn't help it, it was who he was.
Rolling over so his back faced Carlos he let tears trickle down his cheeks, from both pain and being told off.

Gritting his teeth, Carlos glared at his friend. "You're not sorry." He said plainly. "You'll just go and do it again within a matter of hours."

Yelling out in pain Skye bit his lip and tried not to cry.
"S-s-sorry....."

Growling angrily, Carlos pushed him down not caring how much force he put into it. "You never listen to me! All I do is try to help and you just mock everything I say!"

Skye ignored him and tried to sit up, gritting his teeth.

Rolling his eyes, Carlos found this typical of the red head. Glancing at him, a stern look on his face, he told him to keep quiet and rest.

The wounded male looked up at Carlos and grumbled something incoherently about Carlos being stupid coming back for him.

Glancing away from the palms of his hands, he looked at Skye. Sighing again he stood up and rubbed his head.

Skye mumbled something weakly and opened his eyes, even if only just.

Carlos sighed deeply, and held his head in his hands. He knew he should've tried harder to stop any of this from happening, but he didn't.

Helsing cursed under his breath and told Carlos to stay exactly where he was.
Whilst all that happened Skye's breathing had gotten worse, where the wolf version of Carlos had dug and dragged it's claws down his torso it had managed to crack one of the red heads ribs, which had splintered and damaged one of his lungs.

The male still sat still, he didn't even turn to face Helsing as he replied simply; "Full moon."

"What happened?" Helsing asked as he looked from one to the other.

Carlos sat completely still, opening his eyes he glanced over at his friend. He was determined to keep an eye on him and make sure he was okay.

The red heads breathing was worse than it had been before and his body was more tattered than his clothing now.

A few minutes passed before Carlos was sat down in a safe place. His eyes were closed and his breathing slightly heavy, his mind was not worrying about himself but more worrying about his red head friend.

Half an hour passed before Carlos found any help.
Helsing had been wandering around looking for the two, finally spotting them he ran at them as fast as he could and directed them to somewhere safe.

Growling under his breath, Carlos lifted Skye onto his shoulder. "Damnit..." His legs began to wobble as he stumbled off to find help.