Another day, another chapter! I'm really enjoying writing this, because even I don't know where it's going - hope you like the newest installment!
Anyhoo, please review!
-Ela
You Okay Hun?
"Yeah, the big cupboard under the stairs." I said, following Steve, almost like a lost lamb, right arm crossed over my body, while my left hand sat atop my bottom lip, muffling my voice slightly. "I actually collapsed last night because of it."
Steve knelt down, and opened his hefty metal tool box. "You okay hun?" He asked, voice sweet as honey, eyes peaking up at me from under his thicc as hell eyebrows. In appearance he was like a slightly younger version of Santa, the everyone's grandad type. "Yeah, I suppose, but I'm getting a bit woozy again."
"Have a sit down in the kitchen, love. Don't push yourself."
So that's exactly what I did. Suddenly my head was swimming, bright lights invaded my vision, even though I knew I was only looking at the cream painted wall of the breakfast room.
"Will?" a voice called to me from far away.
"Li..?" My voice trailed off, failing me.
"Will! Will!" Lisa was shaking me.
"What." I stated, rather than asked, rubbing my forehead lightly.
"You were nearly completely out of it again." Said Lisa, eyebrows furrowed in worry.
"There's a gas leak, so I've called Rich - the gas man. He should be over as soon as possible. I'd suggest Will leaves the house if the fumes are getting to her this badly, you too really Lis."
"I'm leaving anyway, I've got a lecture. Actually I'm going to be late." Hurriedly Lisa shoved her backpack strap over her shoulder. "Wait, actually I should stay and look after you." She directed her words towards me, crouching to reach my level, starting to remove her bag again.
"No! Go to your lecture, heaven be damned if I stop you from getting your education."
"But-"
"No Lis, I'll go out for some fresh air, I'll be fine." She wasn't going to break her perfect attendance for the sake of me and my demented mind.
"If you're sure?"
"Completely sure."
"I'll see you both later then. It was nice to see you again Steve." She flashed a dazzling smile, and then she was gone. The front door creaked shut.
Uncertainly I stood, straightening my posture, and made my way upstairs. Calling from the other side of the corridor I told Steve to "Help yourself to tea and biscuits!" And then continued my trek.
"Will?" Levi called from far away.
Sprinting back down the corridor, to nearly directly outside his bedroom door, Levi knelt down to hold Will. She was stirring slightly, eyes fluttering under sealed lids "Li.. ?" Her voice started failing her, and then it all started to stop; her every movement ceasing. "Hey I'm right here." Levi spoke with certainty. No reply was given, no sign of consciousness at all, breathing faint and becoming fainter still.
"Will! Will!" Levi was shaking her. Panic was slowly starting to set in, Levi couldn't lose anyone else. 'Hange said she might have bleeding on the brain.' Levi stopped shaking her.
Quickly he picked up her body, kicked open his door and set the limp frame back onto his bed. Dark, damp hair was once more splayed across his pillowcase, but this time the serene look on Will's face held darker connotations for her future.
A form passed Levi's door.
"Petra!" Levi called, using his most assertive voice. "Get Hange here, right now!"
Petra glanced into the room and saw nothing strange. "Captain, Hange isn't going to come all the way here-"
"Tell Hange, Will's collapsed again." Petra's brows furrowed slightly, but she didn't question her orders again. "Run!" Shouted Levi. And in that moment, with that tone of voice - that was when Petra realised that Levi was deadly serious about the issue at hand. This wasn't a joke between comrades, this was life and death.
Lightly he placed a hand on Will's forehead. All heat was leaving her body. Levi chucked open a drawer, unfolded a blanket and tucked it around her body. He took her pulse. Her heartbeat was thrumming - still there, but faint like her breathing, waning like her warmth. Again Levi placed his hand on her head, hoping his heat would transfer to her. The body was colder than marble encased in ice. 'Where the hell is Hange?' Levi thought, completely aware that all life was leaving the girl. Throwing the corpse over his shoulder, he threw back the covers and then gently tucked it into yet another layer of material. He took a pulse. The heartbeat was holding on for dear life - slow, barely moving, but still in the race.
A thunder of fast paced foot steps flew through the hall, into the room. "What's going on?!" Shouted Hange, briefly looking at the bodies face; it was white-blue, any flesh tones had been bleached away with drained blood, just sallow, sunken skin remained.
"She's freezing." Said Levi, standing but keeping his hand against the forehead. "Her heart's still going, but she's cold as a corpse."
Hange approached, hesitantly placing a hand on top of the hand peaking out from the covers. "You're right, she's frozen." Standing once more - with a serious face, quite unbecoming to Hange's usual personality- orders were given out. "We need to warm her up, and fast. Petra, get the hot water running - but not too hot we don't want to boil her. Derek, get towels and blankets, lots of them. Also, while you're doing that get Neil to bring the medication kit and a shot of adrenaline."
"What's wrong with her?" Asked Levi.
"I have no idea," said Hange, picking up the bodies legs. "But we have to get her to a normal body temperature quickly, chill blains be damned, she's going to die if she stays this cold."
Unbeknownst to them, at that point Willa was already gone.
