YOU caused this. YOU hurt him.

Aiden was collapsed on the rubble of the building, dust decorating his figure. his pulse was faint, barely even noticeable. heck, you didn’t even know if it was his pulse or the gigantic phantom monster moving through the school.

Moments ago you were bickering with the Clark over how careless he was when it came to the phantoms. You slowed him down and made him stay in that spot when the roof crumbled over you both. you started to regret each word you said to Aiden, because they might have been the last.

You undoubtedly despised the bleach blonde. he has a stupid lopsided grin, a stupid smug look in his eyes, a stupid way of talking. he was stupid. you hated how easily he could jump headfirst into a place just because it looked fun. you hated how he never took things seriously, because you were to concerned he would get hurt in the process.

and Aiden got hurt because YOU were too overbearing.

your hands trembled, you were hyperventilating. every attempt to reassure yourself to make you calm down was washed down the drain because it was your fault. maybe you didn’t drop a ceiling on him, but you didn’t prevent it. it was-

“Tammy.” Aiden’s weak voice broke through the screeching voices in your head, and his hand grasped your own shaking one. “it’s not your fault, buttercup. so don’t cry.”

gosh, you even hated how cute that was.