So... I kind of hurt my back this week on Tuesday while I was on my Grade Eight end of the year trip... I fell down steel stairs and my back is bruised badly. :( I was so worried about it that I almost forgot to write.
I literally have an OBSESSION with this story. I think about it constantly.
And guys I am SOOOO happy now! :D At graduation they were handing out awards, and I got the CREATIVE WRITING AWARD. The principal said that it was because I had been writing stories ever since the first day of school, and that I was constantly showing my teachers parts of my writing. ^.^ YAY. I guess that I write more than I think I do. xD
And also another strange thing happened. o.O There's this guy in my class who was at Grad (lol of course he was at grad he was graduating too) and he's been trying to convince me (along with the rest of his friends) since the beginning of the grade eight trip that he likes me. I know him better than that though, I know he's just joking. It's kind of funny, actually. So anyway at the end of grad my friend and I got tired so we went outside. He screams "HEATHER" then ran over to me and his other friends were screaming too. xD LMAO. He kept following me and I kind of thought it was annoying so I just kept walking. So then he asks me why I was walking away and I kind of just said "I'm trying to get away from you". But he's not the kind of guy that gets fazed by a lot so he just kind of nodded. "You wanna walk away from me, baby?" He said so I just kinda kept walking again... xD So then we came back and he just kinda stared at me before screaming my name again and started walking to me. He actually knelt down, grabbed a flower from a potted plant, then went down on one knee and held the flower out to me. Of course, I knew he was kidding so kinda thought I would just push him over or something because that's what my friend told me to do but instead I kinda just ruffled his hair as I walked by and made him scream "SHE TOUCHED MY HAIR OMIGAWD SHE TOUCHED MY HAIR". xD He was so happy it was kinda creepy. So yeah. That happened. I dunno, he's really funny but he's also a good liar so meh. :P
And OMIGAWD IM RAMBLING SO MUCH IM SORRY YOU GUYS HAVE LIVES TOO YOU DONT CARE ABOUT MINE I SOWWY.
AND. FINALLY. The song for this chapter is "Perfect" by Hedley. I dunno why, I just feel like it reminds me of Murphy and the way he feels about Eve. How he'll always stick around, whether she wants him or not.
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Chapter Twenty-Four
Murphy pulled Eve's body closer to him, feeling near instant relief when he felt the engine of the truck revving beneath them.
Carson, Murphy, Eve, and one of the other guards were heading back to th ecamp with one of the trucks. They decided to make an exception in taking one of them becuase they both felt that she needed blood, and fast.
They had been driving for a few minutes when Carson reached over and violently shook Murphy's shoulder. "Look at her!"
Murphy stared down at Eve, confused for a moment as to what he was talking about.
"She's more pale than she was before. She's getting worse." He said grimly, frowning as he looked at her.
Murphy stayed silent for a moment.
"She needs a transfusion, and Jack isn't here." Carson said worriedly.
Murphy paused, an idea suddenly making its way into his mind. "What blood type is she?" He asked curiously.
"B Positive, I think."
"Well that's lucky." He said, sighing in relief.
"What? Why?"
"Because so am I."
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The male doctor quickly wrapped the wound in gauze and medical tape. "Alrgiht, lay her down."
Murphy slowly laid her back onto the bed, very relieved when he saw that the bleeding had stopped. Carson was staring at her worriedly from the foot of the bed, when he suddenly jumped and ran over to the closet. Murphy didn't think anything of it though, he was too busy watching Eve.
The doctor rolled up Eve's sleeve, then glanced at the two boys. "And who is the transfer coming from?"
"Me." Murphy looked at a worried Carson before turning back to the doctor and speaking more assertively. "I'll do it."
Carson quickly came back, putitng a small cube-shaped machine onto the nightstand beside Eve's bed. He plugged it into one of the outlets, and Murphy heard it make a quiet whirring sound before the few buttons on it began to light up one by one.
"Murphy, I need you to roll up your sleeve. Carson, try to find a small tube, it should be in the closet." Carson nodded before bolting to it once again. A minute later he came back, a rolled up told that was around a centimeter in diameter in his hand.
The doctor took the tube before threading it through many small compartments in the machine. He knelt down at the nightstand, opening the drawer and searching through it.
Murphy directed his attention towards Carson, who was now standing at the doorway. He was speaking to the head guard, and Carson glanced back at Murphy with a worried look on his face, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. The guard looked at Murphy, then sighed softly as Carson stared at him.
"What's wrong?" Murphy asked as he rolled up his sleeve and waited as the doctor attached the needles he had apparently gotten from the drawer to the tubes.
Carson ran a slightly shaking hand through his hair. "Well, I'm about to find out." He said, beginning to walk out of the room before coming back and pointing assertively at Murphy. "Stay here and look after Eve."
Murphy nodded, and Carson disappeared after shutting the door behind him.
Murphy looked at the now kneeling doctor, glancing at his name tag. "Doctor M. Colben" was what it read.
"This may sting." Doctor Colben said, and Murphy nodded. He slid the needle into the bend of Murphy's arm, causing Murphy to grit his teeth slightly. He was used to getting vaccinations, but he had never had a needle go that deep.
"Do you think this will work, Doctor Colben?" Murphy said, grinding his teeth slightly.
He nodded. "Yes, I do. And call me Matthew." Murphy gave a nod.
Matthew quickly inserted the needle into Eve's arm, taping it down. Murphy frowned when she winced, and he swallowed dryly. He hoped that she would be alright.
He put tape over the same needle in Murphy's arm, and he couldn't stop staring down at Eve. He directed his attention back to the machine. "How long will it take?"
"Depending how much she needs until she fully wakes up, I'd say less than half an hour. She needs around one or two pints before she wakes up, but she can build the rest on her own. You will feel drowsy for a few minutes, but your blood will rebuild quickly." He said, now moving to Eve's body with a pair of scissors.
He quickly cut her shirt up to the bottom of her ribs, then moved the flaps out of the way. He had already moved the strips of Murphy's jacket out of the way, so he would have no problem seeing the wound. He sighed in relief after inspecting the wound. "Well, it's good that you took the arrow out, and it's good that you got here in time."
"In time?"
"If you hadn't taken the arrow out, then her body would have been fighting to heal around it. And if you hadn't gotten here in time, then she would have lost so much blood that she would have definitely died."
"So the wound will heal?"
"In time, yes."
"How bad was it?"
"It missed major arteries, and the organs, however it did go through about three inches. But since it missed everything important, she should be fine in a few hours. She just needs a few weeks to heal, that's all."
"I hope she'll be able to walk soon." He frowned.
"She will, within a few hours she'll be able to."
Murphy slowly nodded. He stared down at Eve, biting his lip again. She was stirring now, and Murphy hadn't even realized how long they had been doing the transfusion. More than ten minutes had already passed. He decided to get his mind off it.
"I'm sorry I'm asking so many questions."
He shook his head, chuckling. "Don't worry, it's fine." He said as he put a small, yet thick piece of gauze onto Eve's wound before taping it down. "It's nice having someone to talk to while I'm working, even if it is just about medical things." Murphy nodded in reply.
Matthew moved over to Murphy, looking down at Eve. The color had returned to her face, she looked much better now. "Alright, I think it's alright now. We can take out the needle."
Matthew walked over to Murphy, bending over and slowly removing the tape from the needle in his arm. He pulled the needle from Murphy's arm, with Murphy grinding his teeth slightly while rubbing at it. It was almost itchy where the needle had been.
Mruphy and Matthew both furrowed their eyebrows in confusion when they heard loud footsteps running down the hallway. They both looked at the doorway, Murphy doing a double take when he saw Carson. He was breathing heavily, and looked like he had ran all the way there. He continued panting for a minute or so afterwards.
"Carson, what's wrong?" Murphy asked.
Carson only shook his head, it was as if he was in complete disbelief. "You gotta see this!"
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