Part 8: I may need a blood transfusion

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"We need to find a place to camp... I know these forests well... There should be a cave around here somewhere..." he points to my left, i nod. "Then let's head over there... Start up a fire... I'm so fucking cold..." i shiver. Silas shakes his head "I'm not so sure we should make a fire..." he spits out some blood "Would attract too many predators..." he finishes, limping over to a tree. I cock a brow "Aren't predators afraid of fire though?" i ask, crossing my arms. Silas nods "usually, yes... But the school has used this forest as a hunting ground for years... These predators are used to us, and will use the smell of smoke to track us..." he coughs, swearing under his breath.

I groan "I hate how that makes sense..." i shake my head. "Fuck you adaptability..." I mumble, but Silas apparently heard, because he lets out a low chuckle... "Well, you can always snuggle up to me you know~~" he purrs, i laugh dryly "Haha yeah, that's gonna happen! Not in a million years..." i hiss. He sighs "I somehow knew you were going to say that..." he chuckles and shakes his head. "Anyway... We need to get to safety... I need to sit down for a bit..." he sounds really tired, i actually almost feel bad for him...

"Right, then let's get moving already..." i sigh, offering for him to lean on my shoulder. He looks sceptical for a moment, but eventually he throws his arm around my shoulder and leans on me for support. Not even twenty minutes later and it's completely dark out... The only source of light we have is my flashlight, and Silas is getting weaker by the minute. He's practically laying on top of me now... But we reached the cave or whatever this is at least... It's not deep, but enough to shelter us if it would start raining... I gently place him onto the ground, pushing my backpack under his head for him to use as a pillow.

"What happened to the wolf?" I tilt my head to the side, i know i shouldn't be asking him questions in this state, but i would feel a lot safer if i knew... He struggles to turn towards me for a moment, and he swallows "I... I killed it... Barely..." he wheezes. Is he running a fever? I place my hand on his forehead, he's burning up! He groans against my hand, but i quickly pull it away. "You have a fever! I don't have any antibiotics on me! What the fuck are we supposed to do now!?" i groan, pulling at my hair. Silas swallows thickly "F-for now... Just keep your hand on my forehead... please..." he moans, clenching his eyes shut. My eyes widen in shock, d-did he just... plead with me?

I feel my cheeks heat up as a place my hand back on his forehead, when one side is warm, i just flip it around, so that it's the back of my hand that's resting against his forehead. It's embarrassing, but if it helps then what else can i do? I am sooo going to tease him for this later... That's what he gets for being an ass...

We sit there for a while, completely silent. It's getting awkward... And i'm getting cold... "Hey..." i call down to him, he doesn't open his eyes, but makes an aknowledging sound. "I'm going to remove my hand... I need to sleep..." i yawn, emphasizing my point. Silas nods slowly "Alright... If you need something... Just call..." he slurs, is he still losing blood?

"Why haven't you started healing yet?" I question him, removing my hand from his forehead. I also crawl all the way to the back of the cave and i lie down. "Haven't had any blood... K-kind of like humans and vegetables... Can't function without it..." he groans, turning over to face me. I nod in understanding, "He really got you good huh?" i chuckle, lying down to rest on my arm. "Yeah... He really fucked me up... If i can't get any blood soon then we're in trouble..." his voice is strained, like he's trying hard to just stay awake, let alone talk.

I know what i should be doing, what i should be saying... But my hatred for the beasts keep me from doing so, then again... I can't just let Silas die after he saved my life... I owe him this much... I have to swallow my pride if he's going to survive this... I suck in a breath "You know... If you want my blood... Just say the word, i do still have to do whatever you tell me to..." the words just kind of dye out in my mouth... This isn't exactly the way i planned to phrase that but...

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