Chapter 6
"Are you sure you want to do this? I don't want to make you uncomfortable or anything."
"I'm here aren't I? Let's just do and get your girl back." Skye hugged him again before slowly guiding him to her and Bobbi's usual table in the lunch room.
"Bobbi, Mack and Kara, this is-"
"Grant Ward! It certainly has been a while!" Bobbi cut her off, getting up and giving him a hug.
"Bobbi Morse! You've grown so much!" He said.
"Wait, how do you guys know each other?" Kara asked, looking between her girlfriend, the new guy and Skye.
"Ward used to go to our middle school. It was only for like half a semester, but still. What are you doing at Shield? I thought you were at that dick academy or whatever."
"It's a private school, not a academy. And Skye here convinced me to come here instead." He wrapped his arm around Skye's shoulder. He discreetly looked around the cafeteria, once again seeing a guy who looked shocked. Only this time, Simmons was next to him with almost the same facial expression. "It's working." He whispered to Skye, sitting down at the table and introducing himself to Mack.
....
"That's the guy she was with the other day!" William harshly whispered to Jemma, pulling her up and turning her to the direction of Skye's table.
"That can't be him! He's the new student here, Ward. He's a nice guy... Nice guys don't go or come from Hydra." She said.
"I swear to God Jemma, I have never lied to you and I'm not lying now, that is him!"
Jemma watched as Ward threw his arm around Skye's shoulders and look back in their direction.
There is only so much words in the English language, but Jemma could not find one to describe what she was feeling right then. Was is jealously? Was is heartbroken? Was is betrayal?
'It couldn't be betrayal, you broke up with her.
It couldn't be heartbroken, why would you suddenly be feeling it now?'
Maybe she was a little jealous, because Skye said she would fight to win her back, but it was obvious that Skye had given up. Really quickly.
...
"Daisy Johnson?"
Skye looked up and saw a girl, couldn't be older than twenty, call her name.
"Dr.Garner is ready for you."
She nodded and got up, slowly opening the door to Dr.Garner's office. It sorta reminded Skye of a mental patient room, expect for the desk and couches. There was nothing on the walls, which were painted a ugly green color and the only shelves in the room came up to her hips.
"Daisy! Take a seat." Dr. Garner point at the couch, getting up and pulling out a clipboard. Skye felt like correcting him, saying that she goes by Skye instead of Daisy, but she kept her mouth shut and sat on the couch.
"So, Daisy, Dr.Wilson told me that you've been in a accident recently?" She nodded, playing with the bracelet she had on. "And how long ago was that?"
"A little over a month ago I think." He nodded and wrote that down, sitting next to her on the couch.
"He also told me that you like to go by Skye? Why exactly is that?"
She hesitated to answer him. She didn't like answering that question, it always gave her bad memories.
"You don't have to answer the question if you don't want to, we can talk about something else." She nodded, shifting uncomfortably from her seat on the couch. "Why don't we talk about your school life? How's your grades been so far?"
"They're okay I guess. Mainly because all I can do now is study and do homework."
"And how does that make you feel, Skye?"
Skye thought about it for a little while, looking down and shrugging.
"It makes me feel pretty useless. Like I can't do anything more than sit there and watch. It makes me feel like I'm not important." She finished, not making eye contact with Dr.Garner.
"You are important. No matter what things you can do, it can still make a difference."
"Doesn't feel that way. When can I leave? I'm bored." Skye stood up for a second, stretched and sat back down.
"We have about another 30 minutes in our session. Let's move on. How's your dating life?"
"That's personal."
"The point of this is to tell me personal types of things."
"Well, there's just some things I like to keep to myself. For now at least."
"Bad breakup recently?" Skye stared at him but nodding her head. He wrote something down on his clipboard and turned his attention back to Skye.
"Two weeks ago." She muttered, suddenly feeling a lot of pain in her leg. She put her hand over it and applied pressure, but it didn't help her that much.
"How does that make you feel?"
"It hurts. A lot. Almost as much as it did when I woke up in the hospital. I thought she really loved me, but I guess I was wrong."
"Have you tried moving on?"
"It happened two weeks ago, I'm not giving up on her yet. I can't do that to her or me." She almost wanted to yell out that it wasn't fair, that she couldn't live without Jemma.
"Have you talked to her yet?"
"As far as I know that only friend of mine she's talked to was Kara." Skye vaguely recalled when Kara had told her about Jemma talking to her in the hall.
"Maybe you should try talking to her. It might make you feel better."
"Yeah, the one thing that's gonna make me feel better is talking to my ex."
"It might."
"It might not." They both had a very long and awkward staring contest after that remark. At the end of the session Skye limped out of his office, thinking over about what he said. She did want to talk to Jemma, but she wanted Jemma to be the one to approach her first.
After all, she did cause all of Skye's pain.