I arrived at the hospital. It was quite quiet, even though it should be bustling. It IS a hospital after all. I didn't question it, I knew what I had to do. I walked to her room, 805, and noticed that there isn't that many rooms in this hospital. Maybe it is based off of the different wings of the hospital. I didn't know, and didn't bother to care. I came to her room and stepped in, to see her. She didn't look wounded, then again, she was hit in the side. I can't see that. I slowly approached, pulled up a chair, and sat down. She looked to be asleep. I will stay until she awakes.
In honesty, I didn't have to. She wasn't asleep. I had a little shock when I saw her suddenly open her eyes, but that quickly faded into nothing. "H-hey, sugarcube..." She said, and I wanted to give her a hug, and apology, I wanted to make it up to her, I was angry at myself. "I'm sorry, Applejack..."
"I can imagine... You would have done... The same thing..." I realized it was true. I would have. For any of them. I couldn't believe my selfishness. So I gave her a hug. Not a tight hug, making sure not to hurt her further, and let off a little later. I was starting to cry, but through all her pain, she seemed happy. "Ah... Finally managed to save you... To repay you fer' savin' me..."
It was my fault she was hurt. "Thank you..." Was all I could say. I stayed with her a while longer, until visiting hours ended and I went home. Now to see Fluttershy. Possibly tell her how I feel. I don't know. It is all just so awkward. I left quickly and headed home.
"Fluttershy?" I said as I walked in. He came in the room with her face redder than I have ever seen. "You deciphered what I was trying to say... Didn't you?" She nodded slowly. "I..."
"No. Please don't say it again, I know. But my mind can't take the overwhelming feelings I have. I return the feelings, but it's just too much to be so sudden. So please, don't bring it up for a little while."
"Okay. I won't. How are you feeling? Okay?"
"Yeah, I'm feeling just fine. Nothing's hurting, if that's what you mean." I stared at her contently. She was fine. That made me so happy. I went about my business, but the entire time, thinking about her. She loved me back. I was so ecstatic. So happy. She was so nice, cute, polite, shy... I just wanted to be with her. But in all honesty, I didn't know what she thought about me. I went to my room. Did she think I was nice, strong, dependable? What might it be? Dwelling on it now won't help. I lied down, turned off the lights, and dozed to sleep.