A/N: Hello all, I've been in a . mood this week so I don't know how this'll
turn out. *Shrug* Only one-way to find out.
Unmentionable Words Chapter five
Tristan's POV
I nearly drop my cell phone in panic. The sound of his voice rings in my ears. He sounded weak, breathless not like his usual haughty confidence. I run down the street clearing the few blocks between his store and me in seconds. I have never been more thankful for my long legs.
Somehow I know something must be wrong. That desperate gasp was not of someone who is safe.
I come to the back door praying that it will be unlocked and thankfully it is. Running up the stairs two at a time I throw my self down the hall to his bedroom stopping short at what I see there.
"Duke." He's lying on the floor tan skin ashen and a bloody trail leads up to his body where it finally pools seeping out of his wrists and into the carpet. "Duke?" My voice is small in the still silence of the room the only other noise is of his shallow breaths. Wait breaths? He's breathing!
I sink to my knees pulling him to me, cradling him against my body as I dial for emergency services trying to stay calm as the operator's voice comes on through the connection.
"Moshi-Moshi. What is your emergency?" Her voice is lifeless like a droning machine.
"My - My friend. he. he tried to commit suicide." My words hit me full force and I suddenly understand what is happening. Everything that was hidden behind a thick veil of disbelief now becomes clear. He wanted to die. He tried to die. Why? Was it my fault? Why Duke? I take your wrist in my hand wiping the blood from it. Why?
"Alright I'm sending an ambulance." I can imagine her sitting in her chair in front of her computer with a head set over her ears. Her eyes are bored and she punches the button automatically, so used to this situation. I begin to tremble almost losing control at that thought. How can she not care? How can anybody not care when Duke could die?
"Arigato." I reply barely controlling my voice. I can't break down now, not when Duke needs me. I click the connection off putting my phone back in my pocket. Picking up Duke I place him gently on the bed. He's so light; I never would have imagined it. His body is small but muscular he should feel heavier than this. I shake my head slightly why am I wasting time on thoughts as pointless as these. I need to stop his bleeding. Maybe there's a towel or something in the bathroom. I almost slip in a wet spot on the floor not noticing it in the dim light. Flicking on a light I have to steady myself against the wall looking at the blood covering the floor. I turn away grabbing a hand towel off the rack and a damp washcloth from the countertop.
I return to Duke's side wiping the blood from his writs with the washcloth and sit there seeing that the blood is not flowing out any longer. Sirens wail in the distance. Is this for Duke? Stroking his face gently I cast my eyes to the dusky sky outside this room of pain, I can only hope.
A/N: *Yawns* I'm a tired chica. School's getting to me I guess. So how was it? I like this chapter I just wish it were longer. Bleh. Please review m'dears. And then go read Addiction by Treana. It's even better than this. Go on, go read it.
Unmentionable Words Chapter five
Tristan's POV
I nearly drop my cell phone in panic. The sound of his voice rings in my ears. He sounded weak, breathless not like his usual haughty confidence. I run down the street clearing the few blocks between his store and me in seconds. I have never been more thankful for my long legs.
Somehow I know something must be wrong. That desperate gasp was not of someone who is safe.
I come to the back door praying that it will be unlocked and thankfully it is. Running up the stairs two at a time I throw my self down the hall to his bedroom stopping short at what I see there.
"Duke." He's lying on the floor tan skin ashen and a bloody trail leads up to his body where it finally pools seeping out of his wrists and into the carpet. "Duke?" My voice is small in the still silence of the room the only other noise is of his shallow breaths. Wait breaths? He's breathing!
I sink to my knees pulling him to me, cradling him against my body as I dial for emergency services trying to stay calm as the operator's voice comes on through the connection.
"Moshi-Moshi. What is your emergency?" Her voice is lifeless like a droning machine.
"My - My friend. he. he tried to commit suicide." My words hit me full force and I suddenly understand what is happening. Everything that was hidden behind a thick veil of disbelief now becomes clear. He wanted to die. He tried to die. Why? Was it my fault? Why Duke? I take your wrist in my hand wiping the blood from it. Why?
"Alright I'm sending an ambulance." I can imagine her sitting in her chair in front of her computer with a head set over her ears. Her eyes are bored and she punches the button automatically, so used to this situation. I begin to tremble almost losing control at that thought. How can she not care? How can anybody not care when Duke could die?
"Arigato." I reply barely controlling my voice. I can't break down now, not when Duke needs me. I click the connection off putting my phone back in my pocket. Picking up Duke I place him gently on the bed. He's so light; I never would have imagined it. His body is small but muscular he should feel heavier than this. I shake my head slightly why am I wasting time on thoughts as pointless as these. I need to stop his bleeding. Maybe there's a towel or something in the bathroom. I almost slip in a wet spot on the floor not noticing it in the dim light. Flicking on a light I have to steady myself against the wall looking at the blood covering the floor. I turn away grabbing a hand towel off the rack and a damp washcloth from the countertop.
I return to Duke's side wiping the blood from his writs with the washcloth and sit there seeing that the blood is not flowing out any longer. Sirens wail in the distance. Is this for Duke? Stroking his face gently I cast my eyes to the dusky sky outside this room of pain, I can only hope.
A/N: *Yawns* I'm a tired chica. School's getting to me I guess. So how was it? I like this chapter I just wish it were longer. Bleh. Please review m'dears. And then go read Addiction by Treana. It's even better than this. Go on, go read it.