Help?

I HAVE FALLEN

AND CANT GET BACK UP

(P.O.V. Narrator)

Damn I over did it. I should have just shutted up my mouth but no I had to show off. OWwwwww my side. Well it is amazing that the med.s held out for so long and hid the bruise. That would have been hard to explain to alot of people what that was. She gridded her teeth as the medican that she had been taking for her pain wearied off. JUST MY FUCKING LUCK. That I land on that side too! In between the rippling pain that came from her sides as she tried to turn on to right. After twenty minutes she laid almost breathless on the more safer side. The pain started to make the ground beside her face spin and her ears to buzz. She quickly shutted her eyes to keep from feeling lost. Her body had begin to shaking from the sharp stabs from her bruises. It wasn't long before there was a shadow near her. CRAP... go head and end my misery. There was two more shadows. Over the deep hum she heard a garble of speech..

"...We cant just leave her.", was one voice's fighten reply.

" ...She looks like she is having a seizure...stuff everywhere...", was another's words.

The last person words were drowned out in the buzz. She opened her eyes to gaze up at the people who were looking down at her. There was a woman, a older male and a younger girl. Their lips moved but only buzzing was the sounded. She moved her lips too, if she didn't have the over powering hum she would have heard her own words.

"I'm fine. I just have some bruises on my side." Would have been the words coming out in a shaken voice. The older male bent down to ask her something. His lips moving in a frighten rate with a concerned look.

" I cant hear you...to much buzzing...I cant even hear my words...I think I'm talking ..but I don't know.", was the silent painful words that she spoke. The sky was slowly spinning faster. His eyes got bigger at the lisped speech. He bent down to pick her up. He barely brushed her skin. The world suddenly be came a quick blur. She knew she would be screaming and turned her face to her arm and let it out. After a few moments. The floor's pace returned to normal. She looked up to see them removing their hands from their ears. I was still to loud. The man turned back to her.

'I'm a doctor I think I can help. Where does it hurt?', was the formation of his lips.

" Well at least I can read your lips. Tell them to look away...it wont be pretty...it is something people who faint at blood shouldn't see.", was the compromise. Once he got them to turn around did she slowly lifted her sleeve on her left arm. Her medican effect would be gone soon and the pain would come all back at once. But the bruising that it hid was long gone and it was as it should look. There was sickly purple with bright blue blotches that discolored her entire arm. Well at least it is healing. He had a scared and remorseful look as he let out a gasp. The little girl turned to look thinking that her parents were hiding something pretty from her she let of a quiet sheik of fright. He turned to her and yell at her to get quiet. She covered her face and began sobbing.

" I warned you. It is like that all over my left side.", for proof she moved the edge of her skirt off her foot. It was the same.

'I'm sorry... how did that happened?', was the silent question.

'HOW ARE YOU STILL ALIVE!', was the girl's soundless scream.

" Well I fell out of a tree for your answer sir. I was taking some herbs to ward off the pain and the discoloration while it healed." The buzzing if possible grew louder.

' Where is these herbs?' was his quick question.

"It is in my bags. Which should be some where arond here."

He quickly pulled the pouches closer to her. From it she retrieved a small clasped case. It was make of steel covered with smooth and soft leather. Inside it was lined with small labeled jars with different signs on them. On the bottom half was invisible grove at the bottom of the containers. Reaching back into her hair she pulled out a pin and popped it open. There was a plenty of vials with warnings plastered endlessly over them.

The doctors eyes enlighten with the sight. So many bottles what would each one do.

She pulled out one that was the top right of the many rows.

"Shake this...and I will need a needle. So it gets into my blood quickly." He shook it while he told his wife to bring his kit full of syringes and supplies close to him.

"Ok give me about one point two milligrams of it in my left arm." He eyes grew wide with the mention of the hideous flesh. " I'm sure." He shrugged, getting his wife to help her stop moving he inject her with it. To keep from screaming she thought of all the contents of all her vials in the case. The amount, weight, what to take it with, how to take it, where it grew at home, etc. After he was done. She frighten him when see moved her sore fingers to circular her blood more quicker. Within three seconds the shaking stopped. Two more passed and the buzzing died. In five the spinning ceased.

" Are you ok?...I think she is dead honey.", was his frighten wife's voice.

" I'm fine. It will be ten more seconds before the bruise gets cleared up. But the pain is getting numbed." She said sitting up lifting herself up with her left arm. Just as she said her arm turned back to the color of her face. " Usually I was suppose to eat that but desperate times call for faster matters."

"Ok what was that stuff and what are those? " The girl squealed pointing to Melangell's kit. "There is no way that really did that!"

" This ", she said picking up the jars and replacing the vile," is My bag of spices and herbs. The one I was just given scientific name is to long to say so most people in my village call it by its nickname; The Veil. It is mostly a pain killer but we call it the veil cause it hides wounds and bruise that are violent like the one I have and heals it at the same time. It is suppose to hide them so when people are in battle the enemy cant tell where you are hurt. Also to protect some that faint at the sight of serious wounds. Most of the jars in my bag are meant to help with pain and such."

After her small speech she rose up from the ground and replaced it in her bags. She turned back to see the doctor pointing a knife at her face.

She gridded her teeth as the medican that she had been taking for her pain wearied off. In between the rippling pain that came from her sides as she tried to turn on to right. After twenty minutes she laid almost breathless on the more safer side. The pain started to make the ground beside her face spin and her ears to buzz. She quickly shutted her eyes to keep from feeling lost. Her body had begin to shaking from the sharp stabs from her bruises. It wasn't long before there was a shadow near her. . There was two more shadows. Over the deep hum she heard a garble of speech.