Chapter 10: Pidge's POV

                                    

                                          
Allura's infected. I said that line over and over again in my head, unsure of what to think about it all. Shiro told the team about how Lance died, how these were the side effects. But why Allura? Who is it she likes? Who? I just wanted to know. I don't like her... no, not at all. What's going on inside your head, princess? She only thinks of me as someone from the team, anyway.
                          
"Allura, come on, get up. We need to get you to the infirmary." I whispered, keeping my voice down for her sake. "No. Someone will notice. They'll all notice." she hissed. I flinched away from her at that. Why are you acting like this?  I rolled my eyes in annoyance and frustration. "Honestly. Who cares? You're ill, unwell. get fixed, why don't you? We can't afford anyone else to just up and die!" I raised my voice slightly.
                          
She looked to stare at me, puzzled it seemed. "I'm fine. Leave me alone. I know you like me, Pidge. But, frankly, I don't like you." she nearly growled it out. I opened and closed my mouth in surprise at the remark. Then I thought it all out, "Who knows? You don't, obviously. And it seems that the person you like doesn't love you back, either. The medicine tastes bad, doesn't it?" I scoffed, letting her go. She fell to the floor, landing on her knees, erupting a coughing fit.
                          
"You're a bitch, Allura. And yeah, I do like you. But there's one thing to this... I don't like you anymore. Have fun dying over someone who can't return your feelings." and spun on my heel and ran down the hall. Tears were pricking at my eyes, threatening to release the waterworks. Goddamnit, Pidge... I cussed to myself, Don't let your petty feelings get in th way of the team. The team is what matters.
                          
I should walk back there and drag her to the infirmary. Whether she wanted help or not. She deserves being left there. In pain. Coughing up her own blood. Coughing up flower petals. She deserves it. I smirked at the dark thoughts running wild inside my head. These people don't know what I'm capable of. I'm dangerous. The quiet kid isn't harmful, no no no... the quiet kid is deadly.
                          
Shuttup. You're more harmless than a fly. I frowned, realizing that it was just a fit of anger and rage fueling the flames inside my head. Just tell Shiro about what's going on, go check in on Keith, then get back to work. I nodded.
                          
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I made my way to Shiro's bedroom. When I reached the door I heard him and someone else talking from within. I shouldn't eavesdrop. I thought as I pressed my side against the door to listen in, But just a few exchanged words couldn't hurt... And so, I started listening.
                          
Shiro; "Keith, You need the surgery. You're on the verge of just dying anytime now! I can't have someone else from the team die... not someone as great as you. Do you understand where I'm coming from?"
                          
Keith; "Shiro... you know why I can't. So, I'm not going to do it. I love someone else. I know you love me. I know you love Allura too. But... I just can't return those feelings... and... I can't leave Lance alone like this. I'm sorry."
                          
Shiro; "Keith, please. I need you here... you're the best we've got..." he was pleading... pleading for Keith to get the surgery. Whether it ruins his feelings till the day he dies or it doesn't. But then I heard footsteps coming forward. They were very much muffled, but they were there.
                          
I couldn't take it anymore. I knocked on the door just as it opened to reveal Keith wearing a mask. It covered his mouth and it wrapped up to cover up one whole side of his face. It's sort of that characters mask... ah, who was it? It started with a K, I think... oh! Kaneki! Reminds me of Kaneki! "Pidge? What are you— What are you doing here?" he stuttered the smallest bit.
                          
"I'm here to, uh, speak with Shiro. It's deathly important." I murmured, standing as straight as I could. "Oh, alright—" and then he fell into a coughing fit. "Oh gosh! Keith, are you okay? Is there anything I can help you?" I widened my eyes and held him softly, keeping him upright. "I'm— I'm fine. Don't worry. I'll see you later, Pidge." he trudged off, limping. Oh, Keith... why do you hurt yourself for a deadman?
                          
"Well, Pidge. Don't just stand there. Come on in. What is it that you need to talk about?" Shiro was right there. Staring at me. I walked into the room after a moment's hesitation. "Well... Shiro... it's about Allura."