Although I thought I would be able to sleep easy. I was wrong. After about an hour I was restless and completely unsettled. The butterflies in the pit of my stomach underlined the nervousness I felt but I was oblivious to why I was feeling like this.
Shifting around in my bed, I take a short glimpse at the time to see it was almost 2:30. Sighing dramatically, I started to drag myself out of the bed. Trashing the idea to even consider sleeping at this point. I figured if I got a drink, that it would help finally get me to sleep.
Opening the door to my room, I'm not really caring to much about being quiet. I go down the stairs slowly, carful not to fall. Feeling slightly stupid for not turning the lights on in the first place. After finally reaching the bottom of the stair case. I'm quick to switch the lights on and let my eyes adjust to the brightness before moving.
Continuing my route to the kitchen, I took a short glance out the window to find no cars in the driveway. Not really being surprised, I opened the refrigerator door to get the bottle of orange juice. I pour myself a glass before putting it back and leaning on the kitchen counter with the glass in my hand. Not really paying attention, I'm standing there for about half an hour, carelessly sipping the juice.
When it's finished I go to place the glass in the sink. I'm greeted by the front door opening and the groups voices echoing through what was an empty house. "Tris!" Shauna's panic stricken voice screams. Loud thumping and foot steps sounds from the living room and upstairs where I suspect one of them has gone to go and get me.
"Zeke, What's going on?" Christina calls out after a moment of silence. "She's not here." Zeke yells back, his voice lined with confusion. I move from inside the kitchen to the living room where Shauna and Christina are on the brink of tears. Uriah standing slightly behind them. Shauna hands and parts of her arms are covered in a thick layer of blood. I look at her shocked frantically running up to Shauna trying to make sure she's okay. She nods her head quickly telling me she's okay.
She points down at the couch for a brief moment where my eyes follow her finger. There lies Four. The bottom of his shirt is covered in blood and his left arm has several deep cuts which are slowly leaking blood.
I look at Shauna and Christina wide eyed. "Why didn't you take him to the hospital." I practically yell at them. Zeke finally decides he can return but sees Four's getting worse. Shauna looks towards him then at me. "Can you just patch him up please." She asks with pleading eyes. "Come on Tris, we can't take him too the hospital. They will question what happened and we can't take that risk." Uriah explains, I think for a second but I know his right, they can't take that risk.
I huff in annoyance but agree shaking my head. "Christina can you go get some warm water and Shauna can you go and get the medicine kit please." I instruct them. After Shauna left, I made her go out and by a large medicine kit for this exact reason. Injury not having a fatal car accident. She also has a jump start kit in her car, which has saved her several times.
Zeke looks at me and we both glimpse down at Four. The only colour left was slowly draining from his face. I move slightly, crouching down in front of Four and grab his hand gently. "Hey Four, how are you?" I ask softly looking at the wounds on his arm. "Fine, you?" he replies, turning his head to face the couch. Uriah laughs at his responce.
Grasping Zeke's hand, I glimpse at him before speaking. "I need you to help me lift him." he nods in agreement, then moves next to me. "So what are you going to do?" Zeke questions. "Take off his shirt." I tell him like it's normal.
At the sound of this, Four turns his head towards the two of us. Zeke laughs at the look on Fours face. "Come on Four you wanna get better don't you. Just let Tris strip you." Zeke laughs gripping under Four's arms and lifting him up. Uriah leaves saying he cant handle blood well and walks in he direction of the kitchen. I think his just hungry.
I take that as my que to start so I grip his shirt tightly rolling it up. As I bring it closer to his face. Four's eyes watch as I bring his shirt up and over his head. His eyes meeting mine for a brief second before I divert them to Shauna and Christina who have returned.
Shauna sets the kit down beside me. "Thank you." I tell them as Christina sets the water down next to me giving Zeke a worried glance before moving away. Both Christina and Shauna make a quick escape to the kitchen. While I open the kit to find it practically unused except a few missing bandaids.
I grab the needle and the sewing thread and give Four a look of sympathy. Trying to thread the needle took me a couple of tries but I finally got it. Glad I look at Zeke with a look of relief.
As I work quickly, I decide to sew his abdomen first then his arm. I sit up straight with the threaded needle in my hand and take a deep breath. "Four, this is going to hurt a lot." I worn him just before I stick the needle into his skin.
Within moments his face contorts with pain but he doesn't scream out or cry. After the third stitch, I laugh. "You know that you can scream right. You don have to act manly for Zeke and I." he laughs.
"I wasn't tying to be manly, it's just how I deal with the pain." he answers almost as a sigh. "What? Silently?" I question as I stick the needle in again for a fifth time. "Uh-ha." he answers loudly as the needle goes into his skin for a final time. As I tie the thread, Zeke is quick to start to wash the blood from both around his arm and stomach. After his finished I start to move to his arm.
As I start to work on his arm a loud knock sounds from the front door. Small foot steps echo as one of the girls swings open the door with force. The silence I had just a few seconds ago was gone as a long line of profanity are screamed by Christina followed by a "Where the f*ck where you?"
Cara's voice can now be heard yelling back at Christina. As the two of them argue. I give Four a small smile thinking this was hilarious. He returns it as I continue to bandage his arms and abdomen.
At the sound of yelling Zeke gets up from beside me and moves towards the front door. I grab the bottle of morphine and a needle to inject him. "Goodnight." I whisper to Four as I inject him with the morphine. Cara now appears through the door and when her eyes land on me with Four holding his arm. Her eyes engulf in rage as she moves closer to us. Once she does reach us she practically shoves me aside and sits herself next to Four.
Her overly dramatic apology didn't really effect Four because by the fifth I'm sorry, he was out like a light. As we left her to her plead of forgiveness with a sleeping man. We walk into the kitchen where Shauna, Uriah and Christina are sitting at the dining room table.
As we enter they all look up at us. Shauna moving quickly to hug Zeke while I go and wash my hands and arms, then take a seat next to Christina and Uriah who hands me a coffee. I give him a grateful look before taking a sip. Zeke and Shauna both take a seat opposite us drinking their own coffees.
We talk as a group for about 20 minutes before Cara walks in. I stay quiet not wanting to say something that would most likely insult her. Christina on the other hand was more than happy to speak her mind. "What are you still doing here?" she asks crossing her arms. Cara doesn't acknowledge what she said but does speak to Shauna. "I'm staying with Four tonight." she says in a monotone voice taking a look in the fridge.
"Oh sure Cara you can stay, take my bed if you want and make yourself more comfortable." I tell her my voice dripping with sarcasm. " Oh cool thanks Tris." she relies and I mentally face palm myself.
Everyone looks in my direction except for Cara who has her face still buried in the fridge. I give them a shrug and try tell them I didn't mean it. They just laugh and stop completely when Cara turns around and looks at the five of us sitting at the table.
"Well as fun as this has been, Zeke we have work tomorrow so we need to go to bed, now." she says taking a hold of his arm and walking upstairs. I start to get up and I nod to Uriah and Christina to help me go and check on Four. They agree and follow me out into the living room where Four lies motionless.
Still sleeping I take a look at his bandages and tell Uriah and Christina that he'll be okay until morning. With the good news they start to head home when Cara comes out from the kitchen doorway. Shutting the door, I turn to face Cara who smiles at me. "Thanks again for letting me use your bed." I sigh in annoyance but put on a fake smile. "No problem." she smiles and walks upstairs leaving me alone at the front door.
Figuring I'm not going to have a good sleep anyway. I place a blanket over Four's limp body and set up a place on the floor for myself before getting comfortable. As I switch on the television, I watch several episodes of Criminal Minds before drifting off to sleep...
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