The Inevitable.
Note: Julian is 18, Jordan is 21, and Jason is 23.
Alistair and Lincoln dropped Julian as he screamed out in pain, immediately bending over and clutching the left side of his face, right above his eye. The pain was too much for Julian and he screamed out again. Blood was gushing from his eye as he clutched it in pain. His vision began to dim and one of the last thing he saw was Jordans slightly wide eyes and Morgan's, and Lincolns emotionless expirations.
The pain was overwhelming him. He knew he'd lose consciousness in just a moment.
Morgan's claws had cut so deep.
Morgan had come towards him, long claws had swiped towards his face which tore his left eye out and had gone across part of his face.
It would leave scars. He knew he was going to bleed out soon. "But" He thought, "there isn't much I can do about it."
He was still very weak, he already had a broken leg, sprained ankle, and a possibly broken wrist. Which meant that there wasn't much he could really do now. But he knew his brother. He knew that he would feel guilty for what he had done. Just those slightly wider eyes of Jordans. That's all he needed to know. His brother felt guilty for this, and he would regret it. That is all that really mattered. So, he finally realized the harm that he had been causing to not just Julian but others like Julian's 'friends'.
These past two months had been torturous for Julian, but he knew that Jordan had finally realized the damage he had been causing, especially after this injury to Julian. And then, Julian lost consciousness.
...
By the time Julian woke up it was dark outside but in the dim light he could see a small first aid kit, cloth/bandages, and a water bottle. He knew his brother had left them there.
His head felt muddled. Hmm, unclear might be another word for it.
his head was hurting very badly and. He raised his hand up to where his left eye should be and felt the light bandage covering it, and just slight movement of his head caused pain. But you know, he had to take care of it. And up. Wash the blood off, such as he could keep it covered. Shouldn't get infected. It might not have been his thoughts, but that was OK. He knew what he needed to do more out of instinct than. They're thinking at the moment. His head hurt and everything from losing so much blood to the fact that he was 1 missing an eye space is horribly scraped up on the left side around specially around the eye. Or eye socket. actually an eye there anymore.
As Julian cleaned his injury up, he thought a bit of his 'friends', well I guess they wouldn't be friends to him. He had been pretending to be friends with them as he knew being with them would get him closer to his brother and maybe he could at least try to talk to him. But fruitless as it was, it was gonna be OK. he knew once they knew that they would probably not forgive him but he knew that it would wok out.
After getting his injury cleaned up he went and found a good place to stay and just reast. He would find food in the morning, find everything else that he would need. Right now, rest was the most important.