AmyNChan: I got the inspiration to write a bit of angst. XD
Eve: Amy-chan doesn't own Black Cat.
"Come on! Come on!"
I can't do anything other than that. Just push uselessly against the wound on his chest and pray to whatever god or deity I can think of that this isn't happening. I can't even stop to wipe my eyes.
"We need an ambulance… yeah…"
"Damn it!" He can yell at me for such language later. He can ground me or take away my sweeping priveledges, I don't care! Just wake the hell up! "Open your eyes, damn it!"
"…we've got pressure, but he's lost a lot of blood…"
Shut up, Train! Don't remind me how much blood he's lost! I normally don't have a problem with the red liquid. But when it's this much…
His eyes!
"Sven!"
I can see his eyes moving under those lids. I don't know if it's REM or if he's actually conscious, but either way it's a good sign, right? I put more pressure on the wound. I can afford to hope for the best, right?
"Sven, open your eyes!"
He's grunting. He's in pain, but that means he's alive, right? I have to take what I can get!
"E…ve…"
I would have been so happy that he said my name, but… there's so much blood. He just—
"Eve…"
"Damn it! Don't talk!" I scream at him. Every time he does, he coughs up another pint of blood! I can't stop the trembling in my hands, but I have to keep the pressure up.
"…he's conscious, but he's coughing blood…"
Damn it, Train! Get that ambulance here now! Get it here—
Sven's coughing more. I try to help as best I can. I… I can't remember anything I've read about this! What am I supposed to do?!
"Train's getting an ambulance… hold on, Sven!"
"N-no use…"
No. No, no, no, no! Don't you dare say that, Sven! Don't you dare! You—
"…bullet…tore me up….inside…"
"Damn it, stop talking! You're going to be fine!"
"The ambulance is on its way!" Train finally did his damned job. But I can't worry about that, Sven's coughing still. His body convulses and my grip slips. The sticky and red liquid covers my hands and wets them anew. I can't get my grip back fast enough.
"Damn it, damn it, damn it!"
"Train… pay the bills…"
"Sven…"
"Eve…"
"You keep your eyes open, Sven! Don't you dare close them!" I can't let him try to sleep. If there's anything I can remember, it's that. He can't sleep. He can't even close his eyes. Not for a moment. My grip is back and I put the pressure on his wound.
"Eve…"
"No, damn it! You can say what you need to in the hospital!"
"Eve, listen to him." I look up, across Sven. Train, you traitor! Sure, look all serious now, but when he comes through I'll be the first to point out that you gave up on him!
"Eve… your hands are trembling… I never thought… I'd have to leave so quickly…"
"You're not going anywhere, you hear me!?" What's so funny? Sven, stop chuckling like that! Sven! "Sven!"
"If I had a daughter… it would be you, Eve… thank you…"
Sven… what are you saying? No! Sven, don't close your eyes! Please! Say something! Anything! Please! Please, Sven!
"Sven, wake up… you can't… Train, wake him up!"
I'm asking my rival for help. I don't give a damn. Sven listens to him when he doesn't listen to me. But Train…
He's not saying anything.
He's not telling Sven to wake up.
He's not putting pressure on the wound.
He's not keeping his eyes open.
"Take a rest, partner."
Train… please…
"You earned it…"
No.
No!
Please!
Train looks at me, his eyes are sad. He puts a hand over Sven's wound. Maybe he's going to help me! Please, put pressure on the—
"I'm sorry, princess. He's gone."
My world shatters.
AmyNChan: First person and present tense. Do you know how difficult that is? XD
Eve, Sven, and Train: *all angry at me*
AmyNChan: ehe… ^^; Pleasedon'tkillme pleasereadandreview byebyeall! XD *flees for life*