Title: Blood
Rating: K+
Description: When Robert came through the tear, Rosalind hadn't expected his life would be in danger.
She knew something was wrong when she saw the blood.
Rosalind had been prepared for a lot of things when her brother came through the tear into her world. She had expect him to be in a state of confusion as his mind tried to get a sense of what was happening to his body. Being transferred from one world to another wasn't something that any human being was used to doing. They theorised that Robert's brain would need time to adjust.
So when he came through the tear and immediately fell into his sister's arms she wasn't surprised by it at all. All she could think about as he mumbled incoherently into her shoulder was that it had worked, that her brother had made it across worlds safely and that they were finally together.
"We did it Robert! It worked!" She said with an almost childish excitement. She was so elated that she almost didn't notice that her left shoulder had started to become damp.
Perhaps he was drooling? That was certainly a possibility. But as she looked down at her brother's resting head her smile quickly faded away as she saw that her jacket sleeve was beginning to turn a deep shade of crimson.
It was as if someone had injected liquid nitrogen into her veins.
"Robert! Robert wake up!" She shook him, trying to get some sort of response, but his head just lolled back revealing a steady stream of red fluid coming from his nose.
Rosalind panicked, eyes searching wildly for anything that could help. She spotted the couch, which wasn't very far, but her brother was bigger than her and she had some trouble dragging his dead weight into the living room. It didn't take much time to reach it, but every second felt like a second too long, another second her brother got closer to bleeding out.
She lay him on his side, afraid he might choke on his own blood and ran to the kitchen to get a towel. When she returned his face had become paler and his breathing was rapid and shallow.
"Please," She held the the cloth to his nose, trying desperately to stop the bleeding, "Please, Robert, stay conscious!"
He mumbled something, his blue eyes staring off into space.
"Brother, please!" She could feel her eyes welling up. They were so close. She couldn't lose him now. They had just been brought together. It was her who had caused this.
It was her who had made the argument that he should be the one to come to her world. She was too afraid to do it herself. She knew there would be risky if he jumped over but she let him do it anyway. Now he might die because she was too selfish to wait. He might die because she was too selfish to be the one to go through the tear. If he died…
Robert's lids began to close as his eyes rolled back in his head..
"Brother!"
It would all be her fault.
Author's Note: The purpose of me doing these short stories is to try to understand the characters more while also practicing my writing. Because I am very new to this constructive criticism is greatly appreciated. Hopeful you readers will see an improvement in quality as the stories as I get more familiar with writings these character. Thank you so much for taking the time to read.
