***Ciara's Point of View***
I feel a sharp pain shoot through my leg as I roll onto my back to stare at the stars. My breath is racking through my body, quick and loud. My vision starts to fade in and out, but not before I notice a figure lean over me. The person pushes some hair out of my face, and the next thing I know I feel the sway of their steps as they walk with me in their arms. All I can do is let my eyes fall shut, and figure it all out later...
***Ben's Point of View***
I lay her on the bed, her fragile body barely making a dent in the mattress. I rush over to the counter, praying there's still water there from the last time I was here.
Oh, the last time I was here. I was so sick... Who was I? I barely recognize the person I was before, tying Abigail and Chad to the bed, taking her son... It's all too painful to even think about. I hate the person I was, I just want to start over, learn to love again. Learn to be a genuinely good person. I never have been a good person, I don't know how to start over. I've tried before, but I'm always going to be Ben Weston, and I've accepted that. I just wish Ben Weston wasn't a total psychopath.
She groaned quietly, I zoned out a little bit, but reality flooded back when I saw her face.
Her hair was matted together with blood, clearly she has a head wound of some sort. Her chin is scraped up, blood coming from her nose and a little out on the corner of her mouth. She isn't looking too good, I would be lying if I said she'd probably be fine. Her leg is obviously broken, I need to set the bone and fix the leg, that I can do. I know I can, I've done it before with my mom's arm after my dad broke it. I don't want to think about it anymore...
I get the water from the cabinet and grab the washcloth from the table next to me. I wet the cloth, and dab at the blood on her face. She looks so peaceful, I don't want to wake her up, but I can't fix her leg and put her through that pain if she doesn't know what I'm doing. After all, I am a triple-killer, four if you count Will, but I don't think that counts, does it?
I think it would be best to wait until morning to fix anything with Ciara, she looks so beautiful when she sleeps, at ease. I'll worry about it in the morning, until then I'll try to sleep myself, though I know I won't be able to.