A/n: hey guys!!! thank you for reviewing!! and for those of you who didn't please do!*Hint Hint*;D you have no idea how much they mean! ok so I know this chappie isn't that long but i was busy this week and i still have gotten a grip on writing fanfics yet so soz:( and please check out my best friend ciz(plotless writers) story Who's Overprotective Now? please and thank you:D
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight but i DO own a magic sparkly pencil! ....Ok partially own... Ok mabe don't own but borrow;D... it belongs to Ciz. She's such a lucky duck!!!! LOL!!:D
B POV
As I ran towards the boy slumped over against the alley wall, I began shouting orders at Alice. I looked over my shoulder just long enough to confirm the fact that she was on the phone to the police.
She'd already called the ambulance and it said it would be here in ten minutes. As my feet lost purchase on the ground and I fell forward, I truly noticed the extent of the damage done to this stranger.
As I hit the ground I realiased I was knelt in a puddle of blood. I ignored what I was sitting in and instead turned my attention to the beaten, broken body before me. I pulled down the hood which was covering the face of the person before me.
As his hood slid off, the bruises on face became exposed. "What happened to you?", I whispered, half to myself and half to the mysterious figure before me. I scanned the rest of his body and discovered that the source of the blood that was pooling at my knees. I took a deep breath and lifted up his hoodie and shirt gently.
It was common knowledge that I fainted at, not even the sight, but the smell of blood. I was surprised I had been able to stand even this much. But I shook my head and resumed lifting the hoodie and shirt up and away from this boy's wounds.
I gasped, "Shit." My hand flew to my mouth. The wound before me was deep, pumping blood heavily, and showing no signs of stopping anytime soon. Without even registering the fact that I hate blood- I had to be strong for him, whoever his was –I began shouting orders at Alice.
"Alice,quickly throw me that bottle of water in the bag and one of the tops I bought!". I turned around when she didn't answer. Her eyes were glazed over and she was getting paler by the second. "Alice snap out of it! This is important! Quickly, the water and top!", I shouted frantically.
It seemed to do the trick though, as within the next ten seconds she had dug out the water and top out of one of the many bags in her possession. She ran over and thrust them in my hands. I could tell she was feeling sick, she was starting to get a green tint to her face. I don't know how, but it seemed that my will to keep this boy alive had risen above my fear of blood.
"Alice, call the hospital again and see if they can hurry that ambulance, okay?". I made sure to make my tone very gentle and calm, so as to not alert her of how bad the situation was. She seemed relieved and nodded. Once she was a safe distance away, I twisted the cap off the water bottle and proceeded to pour half of it on the wound. Then I grabbed the top and began to rip it at th seams.
After I had ripped it, I wrapped it around the figure's chest and tied a knot in it. As the rain swept away the sweat on my forehead I tried to wake the boy. But nothing worked. I sighed and slid down into a sitting position. I had done all I could, and now all I could do was wait, and hope what I'd done had been enough. I continued to contemplate his situation as we waited for the ambulance to arrive.
As soon as the tell-tale siren of the ambulance could be heard in the distance, I was up off the ground and at the alley opening waving frantically. Thankfully they saw me, stopped the ambulance, and men with a stretcher got out and rushed over. Before they had time to question me I ran back to the boy.
As they took in the sight and decided how to manuvere him onto the stretcher, I began to explain how Alice and I stumbled across him about ten minutes ago. All they did was nod. Once they had managed to get him on the stretcher, a woman came over to Alice and I to explain the situation.
"Ok girls your friend is safely positioned in the ambulance, and Im sure you'd like to accompany to the hospital right? And to be honest I think you should come anyway. You are both obviously in shock." I think she was right about the shock because even when she said the mystery boy was our friend, when he obviously wasn't, I didn't correct her. While I was wrapped up in my thoughts, the ambulance worker had begun to walk back to the ambulance.
"C'mon there's hot chocolate in a thermos in the ambulance. It'll help with the shock, trust me." I turned to look at Alice. She looked even worse than I was feeling. I noodded to the worker and said "ok, we're coming." I turned back to Alice, grabbed her arm and began dragging her towards the ambulance. She looked at me suspiciously, but when I gave her a pleading look she went along without asking any questions.
Yep, she was definitely sick. Normally she would have protested and demanded an explanation on the spot. But she went with the flow and climbed into the ambulance behind me. As soon as we were seated one of the workers closed the doors and we were on our way.
Unconciously I grabbed the boy's hand and held onto it tightly as we began weaving through the traffic. When the workers began attaching wires and bags to him, I truly began to fear they wouldn't be able to save him. But they had to!
I didn't even know his name.
A/n: So as I already mentioned, there is a magic sparkly pencil in my possession. But do you know what makes me feel even happier then the magic sparkly pencil does? Reviews!!!:D so please please please review!!! You wouldn't want me to feel unhappy now would you?:( I thought not, ye are too nice for that;D
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