hello, hello! was soooo great having the positive feedback from last chapter! and just to clarify, i don't technically have writers block... thats usually when people can't think of anything to write, i have too many ideas, and i don't know which one to pick and what to do with them! so sorry if it takes a while between chapters, i just don't want to force out a crappy chapter, i'd rather have it late and awesome, than fast and shitty. just my opinion :) anyways, here's the next chapter, sorry if its not as exciting as the last one, but, hey, they can't all be amazin! enjoy and review!
I lifted my tear streaked face from his chest and looked into his eyes.
They were kind and gentle, and for the first time I saw him as he really was. I didn't look at him as if he were a monster. I looked at his dark hair and red eyes. The familiarity of a trusted friend in his face.His gentle expression and the line of his jaw and lips.
And thats when I saw him for who he really was.
I gasped."Adrian."
He gave me a small, sad smile. "Hello Iris."
I opened my mouth to ask him something, anything, everything, but I was cut off as a ripple of pain pierced through me.
My back arched against the onslaught of this agony, and I clutched the dress to my chest, feeling the warm blood seep through the torn fabric. My mouth opened and closed continuously, and I let out a muted cry. "Adrian." I struggled to say. The silver was working its way through my veins, burning through the blood vessels and tissue as if it were acid. My breath came harder and faster as my heart struggled to pump it through my veins. Adrian still held me and was looking at me worried and panicked.
"Iris? Iris!" he shouted, and I tried to tell him but couldn't form the words, so I continually patted my chest. He grabbed my wrists and attempted to move them to my sides, then peeled back the part of the dress that I had pressed against the cuts to stop the flow of blood, and saw my wounds."Oh shit..." he whispered in horror. He looked around himself quickly for a moment, then got up from under me and lay me on my back on the couch, pulling the sheet of the side and covering me with it.
He ran to the door and flung it open, calling out "Charlie!" Seconds later she was in the doorway, looking anxious. He pulled her quickly to me and she knelt down and lifted up the bloodstained sheet."Oh my God, oh my God. Iris I'm so sorry." she cried.
I looked down and saw the multiple cuts across my chest, and the fewer ones that went down my left side and legs, where Damon had cut me trying to pull up my gown. Bruises were already starting to form, and I looked worse than when I first came to this place.
Her hands shook slightly as she examined my wounds, Adrian was pacing behind her when he shouted out,"He cut her with a silver blade Charlie!" She looked slightly confused and looked back at my face and I saw as the realization sank in to her and her mouth opened in a small "O" of horror. "Shit!" she said suddenly, and took off, shouting "I'll be right back!"
Adrian took her place and knelt beside me, taking my hand firmly in his. "Everything will be all right." he said as he wiped a tear from my cheek. "H-h-how?" I stuttered.
He moved the hair from my face and stroked my cheekbone."Charlie's gone to get some supplies." he said, "She'll dress your wounds and-"
"N-no." I cut him off. "Y-you know what I-I mean." I said, then stopped, gasping at the pain.
Sadness swept over his features, as well as a small hint of anger."Later." he said.
I was about to protest, but Charlie came in holding a large bag, and I doubt that I would have had the strength to say a complete sentence.
She moved Adrian out of the way and began to take various things quickly out of her bag. She stopped for a moment and turned to look up at him. "You should leave for now." she said, though it sounded like a command. He didn't look like he wanted to leave, but he complied, shutting the door quietly behind him.
She peeled the sheet away gently and tore of a strip of it. She took the strip of the bloodstained sheet and used it as a tourniquet, tying it tightly around my upper arm. She turned back to the bag and took out two needles and two viles. "W-what's that?" I asked, muscles cramping from tightening them against the spasms of pain.
"This," she said, shaking a small vile of clear liquid," is morphine for the pain. And this," she pointed to the vile of bright blue liquid and needle next to her," is the antiserum for the silver." She jabbed the first needle into the bottle of morphine and filled the needle with the medication. Without a warning she stabbed the needle into one of my exposed veins. "Sorry." she said as she repeated the process, filling the next needle with antiserum."This one will hurt, but it is necessary." she said apologetically before sticking me with the needle.
I threw my head back and gritted my teeth against the new agony. It felt like ice, jagged and sharp, piercing through me from the point of the needle. It quenched the fire, but with the loss of that, this new pain doubled. My fingers clenched and my toes curled. I now shivered uncontrollably. Charlie grabbed my shoulders."Its almost over." she said repeatedly.
After what felt like hours the pain finally receeded as the morphine kicked in. My head rolled to the side and my muscles relaxed. "Thank you." I whispered. She just smiled and brought out more supplies from her bag. "That was the hard part, this should be easier." She pealed the sheet back once, as well as as much of the dress she could while allowing me some modesty. She brought out a towel and soaked it in cool water and cleansed my injuries, he face immeasurably sad. She took out a needle and the rest of the things she would need to stitch the deeper wounds. After wiping me with antiseptic, she stitched the wounds on my chest, then tore off long pieces of gauze, and taped each of them to seperate wounds. The rest of my cuts didn't need stitches, but she wrapped them anyways to stop the bleeding.
Once she was done I examined myself, I had a couple bruises on my ribs, and every cut was covered."Thank you so much Charlie." I said, my voice filled with gratitude. "You don't need to thank me." she said."I was happy to do it."
She let me change into clean sweatpants and helped me put on a large t-shirt. We both sat down on the couch after that and were silent for a while.
"Iris?" she said quietly and carefully.
"Yes?"
"I need to know." she said trailing off, lost for words."What happened in there?"
I sat quietly, playing through the memories that would haunt me."I mean," she continued,"I heard some screams, and I ran for Ethan. And then I find you like that, in that state. And with what I heard, I just, I just need to know ." she paused for a moment, meeting my gaze."Did he rape you?" she asked gently.
I lowered my head, images flashing before my eyes of what had happened maybe only hours ago. His breath, fast against my cheek, him throwing me to the floor, then bed, him slashing me with the blade.
"No." I said looking down at my lap. She breathed a sigh of relief. "He tried, but, no." She looked horrified at the thought of what almost happened, but not surprised.
'Good, good." she muttered, mostly to herself than to me."Are you feeling any better?" she asked.
"Yes. Thank you again for all of your help, I-"
"It was no problem, really." she insisted. A quiet knock came to the door and Charlie jumped up to answer it. She opened the door cautiously, then, relieved, let it swing open and allow Adrian in. He walked to me quickly, and sat down on the couch next to me."Are you all right? Do you need anything? Did Charlie give you the antiserum?" I opened my mouth to answer him but he continued."Yes, yes of course she did... But how are you? What-"
"I'm fine." I insisted.
"Are you sure?" he asked, sounding doubtful."I could get you-"
"I'm fine." I repeated. He didn't seem to believe me, but Charlie stopped him before he could say anything else.
"Listen to her, will you? She is going to be fine." He scowled but nodded and turned back to me, his expression compassionate. "I thought I had lost you." he said quietly.
Charlie stood there looking a little uncomfortable and confused."I'm going to give you two some privacy." she said quietly, walking quickly to the door and closing it soundlessly behind her.
We sat in a slightly awkward silence for a couple minutes before I finally spoke up. "Thank you." I said gratitude ringing through my voice."He... and if you... I was just so...and you.." I couldn't get my sentences straight and I was on the verge of tears.
"It's all right Iris." he assured me.
I only nodded, not trusting myself to speak. Everything was all right, wasn't it? I was alive, as was Adrian. Adrian, who I had seen on the brink of death, meerly two years ago. Who choked on his own blood as he struggled to say my name.
He had been alive all along.
I turned to him and studied his face. It was very much the same with only small differances, the biggest of which were the red eyes. His face had hardened over the years and he now had a lean, muscular build. But he still had his ruffled, dark brown hair, his bright smile.
It was really him.
But why had he not told me? Why had he left me alone for those years? Why did he leave me to feel guilty?Why had he left me to be full of hatred and rage against the person I believed had murdered him? Why, why, why?
He saw the curiosity, anger and resentment in my gaze and smiled a small, sad, smile.
"I suppose" he said with a sigh," we need to talk."
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sorry its kinda short, but they will get longer... eventually. i do have a semi-plan. which basically means i know exact parts i want to add and will add later, but i don't know what to put in between! there are a lot of ways i can go here, i just don't know which one will lead to the places i want... does that make any sense?
anyways, will try updating sooner next time and thanx for all the reviews i got on the last chapter! but c'mon people! REVIEW!!! i've gotten over 600 hits on this story, and i know its not only from the people who review, thanx to you all, so you need to start sayin somethin!
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hoped this chapter satisfied, and trust me, i know exactly what is gonna be in the next chapter, so it shouldn't take too long.
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