Trauma [H.S]

10

Just ignore her.

But what if she goes and spreads this false information to everyone?

No one will believe her.

What if they did?

It happened so damn fast.

She pulled out a sharp kitchen knife that was in her pocket and stabbed herself right in her Axillary artery, beneath the clavicle and near the shoulder. This artery, a crucial conduit, branched out from the Subclavian artery which was connected to the heart, served as a lifeline, distributing life-sustaining blood throughout the arm, and she just jabbed herself in it.

Of course she knew exactly where to hit so she'd lose a lot of blood.

Bright red blood started gushing out of there like a waterfall, covering her clothes and the floor, after she pulled out the knife with a sigh.

She smiled at the horror written all over my face before she collapsed at the doorstep of my flat.

She didn't even feel it.

What do I do??

I knelt down beside her as I tried to stop the bleeding with my bare hands, but it wasn't working.

Joelle whispered to me, a lunatic smile playing on her lips "they'll think that you did this to me."

"Rebecca!! Jessica!!" I shouted as I pushed my hands harder than before on her shoulder.

"Rebecca call an ambulance and come help me!"

"No one will believe you." She stated as I looked down at her face.

"Just shut up! You're crazy!"

"My father will kill you for this."

I don't care!

Stop talking!

Please just stop!

I looked at the blood on my hands as more just kept pouring out.

I can't stop the bleeding!

Rebecca was at my side seconds later as she put her own hands over mine to add to the pressure over the wound.

Jessica was standing close to us as she was talking on the phone, a worried look on her face.

She's calling an ambulance.

Joelle passed out. Unconscious.

Unresponsive.

A couple of people who lived in the building just stood there and watched the scene unfold.

I removed my hands and checked her pulse.

It was there, but barely.

I stared at my hands. The blood covering them.