- 𝘐𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 - 𝘚𝘩𝘦-𝘳𝘢 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘐𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘵 -

[50] Heartache

(Note: You know what. Fuck it, we're skipping most the stranded episode so I can actually get the story moving somewhere.)

As we all pulled away from the hug, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of doubt that Glimmer and I's relationship would ever be the same.

And when I looked at the Bow and Adora, it seemed they felt the same way.

Then Bow pulled out his tracker into another room, leaving just us girls to talk.

"So lemme make sure I get this right," Adora started, "Catra saved you from Horde Prime. Like, "Catra" Catra? Why would she do that? I-it doesn't make any sense."

Glimmer looked away, "She said she wanted to do one good thing in her life. She said she was doing it for you, Adora."

The blonde's face morphed from shocked into remourse, and I couldn't help but feel the slightest sadness. Afterall, you can't have a hero without a villian, and Catra was a damn good one.

Adora slid down to sit against the wall and I just stared into the corner of the room, a million things racing through my mind at once.

That was until, someone nudged my shoulder.

I looked over to Bow, who in turn pointed to the flowers that we're starting to pop up. Quickly, I removed them but not without a strange look from Glimmer.

I sat with the three of them for a few more seconds before I realized that there was probably going to be some heavy talk, and I was most certainly not in the mood to deal with that.

So what was the smartest solution?

Quickly get up and run out of the room before anyone could say anything. And that is exactly what I did.

But just as I left the ship jerked downwards, causing me to fall flat on my face.

I groaned in annoyance, wondering if It was my own selfish act of running away that caused it.

Karma. I thought bitterly.

After some trouble getting to the Bridge, I was filled in of what was happening.

Apparenlty, we needed some new power crystal or something, and had to stop by a planet to get it.

Lovely.

- On Etheria -

"...Just eat some of that soup, and try not to move to fast alright dear?" One of the former Brightmoon nurses smiled before exiting the second health tent.

The blue haired girl nodded tiredly, picking up her spoon carefully and bringing the broth to her mouth. She repeated this until the soup was almost gone before setting the bowl on a table near her bed and staring into nothingness.

Since she woke up, no one had really told her what was going on. All she remembered was being on beast island, getting stabbed by some weird bug looking thing, and passing out in Y/n's arms.

Y/n.

The only person yet to visit her.

Meissa put a hand on her stomach where the stiching from her wound was, feeling the pain of it grow worse with each passing thought.

Did y/n just not care enough?

Surely that couldn't be it. She watched the girl weep for her just before she passed out.

Dissmissing the horrid thoughts, she pushed away her blankets and put her feet onto the cold mat under the tent. But as soon as she put weight onto them, she felt herself began to wobble. It was almost as if she hadn't walked in months.