The Pierce hunt went on for around 2 days. There wasn't even a way for me to find out his location. Plus I had no idea where to even start. I sighed, sitting on my couch at my home. I needed to find the motherfucker before Talia came home. Apparently that wouldn't be happening.
I got a call from Matt. Talia had become worried sick and was demanding to see me. I scoffed. Why the fuck was she worried about ME? She's the one who had almost died, not me. So, she should stop worrying. Plus if I walked up to here with these burns and stab wounds she'd probably have a heart attack. Nevertheless, she'd keep complaining until she saw me.
They had moved her to Matt's house. When I arrived there, I stretched and look down and my black shirt. Nothing was bleeding through right now, which made me happy. I just hoped to god she wouldn't see the cuts.
I walked in the house to see Beth, Ruby on her hip, trying to cook something. When she saw me, I waved. Reby entered and waved at me also, going to help Beth. I went to the living room and the rest of the world was in here. Jeff was on the couch with Matt. Shannon was in the recliner nearby and Talia was sitting on the floor, legs crossed. They were watching a football game. Matt saw me and smiled. I motioned for him to quietly come upstairs with me really quick.
Upstairs, I took off my shirt. Matt's eyes popped wide open, an expression of terror on his face. The cuts looked completely awful. They were deep and they were leaking small excretions of blood. The burns on my legs were bright red and raw, excreting a bit of pus.
"Holy shit," Matt said. I nodded.
"Help me with these before I go see her, I'm begging you," I pleaded. He nodded.
The first thing we had to was clean the wounds. Matt drew out a bath and poured some medical alcohol into it. He let me borrow a swimsuit of his so I wouldn't get that much of the alcohol on my junk or anything. I dunked in the water and it was amazing how I didn't scream. The pain was excruciating. It felt like being cut and burned all over again. Everything stung, the water fighting the germs out of my wounds. I was getting light headed from the pain. Matt had to lift me out of the tub. He put me on his guest bed.
"Alright everything turned pink and there's no signs of pus or bleeding anymore. Let me go get Beth."
Beth would tell Talia! "Don't get Beth, Matt. She'll tell Talia."
"No she won't. Beth's pretty decent at secrets whenever she sees how bad you don't want her to tell someone. So, hold on."
I huffed and waited until I saw Beth and Matt enter the room. Beth had a few tears roam down her eyes when she saw me. I sighed and looked away. I didn't like being cried over. It bothered me.
Beth used thread and needle to sew up my deep cuts. She put ointment on my burns and bandaged everything. When she was done, I smiled at her and thanked her. Nothing really hurt that bad anymore. Beth took my clothes before I could get to them.
"What the hell, Beth?" I complained. Beth rolled her eyes.
"I'm washing these. I don't want you going to your woman smelling like a sweaty ballsack. Go bathe yourself with the sink or something so you won't fuck up the bandages. Then wash your hair, put some deodorant on, and brush your teeth. I always stock extras so look in the cabinet to the left of the shower." she said, walking out of the room.
I did as she told me to and wound up not looking so rough anymore. She returned with fresh, soft, warm-from-the-dryer clothes. I pecked her on the cheek and thanked her. She nodded and left me to dress myself.
When I was completely clothed, I walked down back to the living room. No one was there. I went into the kitchen and chuckled. Everyone was around the table, eating. I was across from Talia. When she peered up from her plate, her eyes lit up and she smiled. I returned the smile and went over to her, leaning down and kissing her. I lifted her from the seat and sat down myself, letting her sit on my lap. That day was amazing. I finally had her back to myself.
Still, Pierce was in the back of my mind. He needed to be dealt with.