The War(Please Close!!!!!)

[м o e]

Blaze

He grabbed her hand. "No don't say that your going to be fine." He said, his heart pounding, the wound didn't look good...

[...w h i s p e r...]

Angel

I could feel my life draining slowly. "I wish I could say the same... But... I honestly dont think its possible to live through it. I could heal it If I could do it myself."

[м o e]

Blaze

He shook his head determinedly. "Please, no, just tell me what to do I can do it." He said suppressing a sob.

[...w h i s p e r...]

Angel

I looked at him straight into his eyes. I could see he didn't want to lose me. I didn't want to lose him either. I gestured to the first aid box still at the edge of the bed. "Get some vitamins, antiseptic, guaze, and a thick bandage."

[м o e]

Blaze

He nodded quickly and went to grab all she had listed, returning quickly with them. "OK now what?"

[...w h i s p e r...]

Angel

I bit my lip. The bandage would require taking off my shirt in front of him. "Clean off the blood with antiseptic and put the guaze over the wound. Make sure it's on tight and give me a vitamin."

[м o e]

Blaze

He stared at her for a moment like he had realized the same thing but then took out a knife and slowly cut around the wound, tossing the bloody piece of torn shirt to the side before beginning to clean the wound. Then he managed to get the gauze on and helped her swallow the vitamin.

[...w h i s p e r...]

Angel

I gave him a weak smile. "Smart." I felt my eyes growing heavy. I was going to have to rest for a long time... I just wasnt sure how i would stay warm. It was the coldest part of winter, and healing would be hard if i wasnt warm. I sighed and layed down. I looked at Jonathon, bloody on the ground. He was still alive. I covered my eyes with my arm and groaned. If Jonathon hadn't killed my family in the first place, none of this would have happened.

[м o e]

Blaze

He noticed her shiver and took off his jacket, laying it over her gently like a blanket before going to find another blanket. He brought one back and added it over her, then glanced at Jonathan, maybe he'd just throw him out the window or something...

[...w h i s p e r...]

Jonathon

I opened my eyes. Pain was spreading through my stomach. I looked at the knife, and at the one in my arm. I took both. I groaned in pain and got up. I growled at Angel, who was now bandaged and everything. "Why are you always treated better? Why? You think you can fool everyone into thinking your sweet and innocent, but not me." I prepared a knife in my hand to slit her throat. This time, it would be fatal.