My Yearning Heart

Chapter 14

In Her Caring Arms

I couldn't just sit by and let him do this. I quickly climbed off the bed and jumped onto his back, wrapping my arms around his neck. This immediately caused him to stand up and distance himself from Yang. I squeezed even tighter because I knew that this was the only way she could be safe from this man. As he got up, he back stepped until he rammed me into the wall, causing me to break my grip and fall to the ground. When I looked up, I saw he kneel down right in front of me and put his hand over my mouth.

"Don't worry. I'm not done with you. I just can't have this girl interrupting us. So…" He brought his hand up to the sky and shoved the knife into my left thigh."

"Aaaaaahhhhhhh!" I wished I could have screamed louder, but his hand was muffling my voice making it unable to hear from outside the room.

"I don't want you jumping around while I finish some dirty work."

"Nnnnooooooo!" I didn't know it ye since I had my eyes closed, but when I opened them an interesting sound, I saw him on the ground unconscious with Yang standing in front of me with a broken bottle.

Yang? I couldn't speak. I was so in pain that my voice was inaudible to her. She knelt down in front of me and stared only at me injured leg. The knife was still in there as she kept her hands around the general vicinity.

"Um, what do I do? I don't know what I need to do about this."

"We… We need to get out here first. I can't risk your safety with him being here."

"Don't worry about me. I'm more worried about you. I know I can't leave that knife in there. Shouldn't I get you to a hospital or something?"

"It's not safe. He'll find me, I know he will. I have to get home before he wakes up." I tried getting onto my feet, but even my right leg was unwilling. I quickly fell back onto the ground and gripped my left thigh in pain. There was no way I was getting out of there. At that moment, my eyes started to droop as my entire body started to get weaker and weaker. I know it was just a stab in the leg, but it felt a lot more than that; almost as if it was to my heart instead. Then, out of nowhere, my arm was thrown over someone's shoulder as they lifted me onto my feet. What was going on? I was losing it more and more now.

"I'm not leaving you here. My house isn't too far from here. I promise to get you there in one piece. Just promise that you'll stay awake." I suddenly came to. It was Yang's voice. I slowly turned my head to see such a determined look on her face. She carried me out of the room, through the hall, and down to the lobby. Surprisingly, she was able to understand the situation as to not alert any of the staff at the hotel. Once we made it out of the building, she guided me back to her house. Unfortunately, I was starting to fade as we trudged along through the rain. I don't remember it raining before this all started.

After a certain amount of time, we finally arrived at her house. I had no idea where I was though. I mean, it was obvious that it was her house; I just didn't realize it until she laid me down on her bed and ran to get everything she could that would help me survive through this.

After a few more minutes, she finally came running through the door with a whole bunch of supplies. The first thing she did was put a hot towel over my head to see if that would be enough to keep me conscious. Feeling the warmth of the towel on my head made me open my eyes and realize the full extent of the situation. I looked down at Yang who was rummaging through her things to figure out what she should do. As I finally came to, I grabbed her hand which caused her to look up at me.

"Don't panic, Yang. It'll only make it worse."

"But I can't. Your life's in danger. You've already lost a lot of blood." That, above everything else, was true. I could definitely feel it. I was more lightheaded than usual and my body was weak to the bone. "What should I do? You need to tell me what to do." I know why she was asking me. I was a nurse, but something as serious as this was something out of my comfort zone. I took a deep breath and tried to concentrate.

"You… You need to pull out the knife exactly the way it went it. That's the cleanest this thing can go." I looked at her and could see the pain in her face.

"Pull it out? Won't that hurt?"

"It won't hurt as much as when it went in. Now, hurry. It can't stay in there for much longer." She carefully put her hands on the grip of the knife and looked at me one last time. With that last look, she pulled it out as quickly as she could. I screamed out in pain, but I was just glad that it was all over. However, it wasn't. Blood was rushing out which caused Yang to panic.

"Oh my God, what do I do now?"

"Get…" I could feel it. The high amounts of blood leaving my body. I started to feel woozy, but I couldn't lose it just yet. I shook my head and immediately came back. "Get a towel and tie it around my leg as tight as you can. And I mean as tight as you can." Without saying another word, Yang grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my thigh. Immediately, she could see the towel turn red and I felt her tightness of the towel around my leg. I gritted my teeth and gripped the sheets of her bed to try and lessen the pain.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. It's supposed to hurt. You wouldn't happen to have any stitches here, would you?"

"No, but I could go get some."

"Please do. I can't leave this wound open like this." From the tone of my voice, she understood what I was getting at. She grabbed her things and stormed off without another word. I couldn't help but smile. She was doing so much for me that I almost seemed unreal. Unfortunately, right after she left, I started to get really thirsty. I looked around, but there was no glass of water. I didn't know how long she would be so I had to get it for myself. Water is crucial for some kind of recovery.

I try to kick my legs off the bed, but only one of them responds. I knew this would happen, but what I didn't expect was for my good leg to lose its strength so randomly. I fell onto my stomach and crawled to the kitchen. It took me a while, but I finally arrived. I opened the fridge and pulled out the pitcher of water. Manners were out the door at this point so I brought it up my mouth and drank as much as I could before coughing from an excess of it. Once I was done, I put the pitcher on the ground and laid there. I looked down and saw that the towel was completely red. I tried touching it, but it still hurt to even put a finger on it and that's when I knew getting back to her bed wasn't in option.

What am I supposed to do now?

End of Chapter 14