with all the blood i lost for you; geebs

Against all medical advice, India had checked herself out of the medic tent the second they'd applied enough morphine to her leg for her to walk on it without collapsing underneath her own weight. Distraught, mortified and broken over her loss to Leo, she'd locked herself in the toilets and cried until she had no more tears, until rage took over and she kicked down one of the doors and sworn as her wounds protested, until there was nothing else for her to do but curl up on the lid of a bowl and whimper - until almost nobody remained at the tournament grounds.

A knock at the bathroom door, "GO AWAY!" she wailed, bottom lip trembling. She didn't care who it was: not Arie, not her mother, not even Grandpa or Mimi-

"Oh nooooo," she groaned into her hands. "Mimi's gonna kill me!"