Bella falling

“Mi! Mi you have to hide me, or help me or something! I know this looks bad and all but you know that it isn’t, but lets face it I look like the corps bride right now and any minute the staff are going to come and look for me in my room and if I’m pissing blood all over the floor I can kiss good bye to green obs and say hello to red and I can’t go through that again, and… and… Shit!” Bella shouted as she opened her eyes mid rant spotting me after she had thrown her self into Mi’s room slamming the door behind her with a towel pressed firmly onto her heavily bleeding wrist, mascara tear streaks over her cheeks mixed in with the blood that had had managed to cover every part of her indeed making her convincing impersonation of the of the Corps bride.

“Fucking hell Esmee, your like a pack of vouchers aren’t you. Your Every fucking where trying to pick us off one by fucking one.” Bella screamed hysterically as she uncovered her wrist with the towel round it allowing a fresh stream of what was almost certainly arterial blood to spill out before she throw it full pelt into the wall closest to her.

Before I could even react to the seen unfolding in front of me Mi was on her feet swooping from the bed to her wardrobe, yanking a towel from the top shelf before shooting over to Bellas side pushing her arm into the air above her head while trying to wrap her towel tightly around her blooded wrist.

“Oi, Mi your trying to do me out of a job here,” I laughed as I managed to make my brain spring into action and dived my hands into my pocket trying to fish out my last pair of gloves that I knew where lurking in there somewhere.

“Ok Bella, all right sweet heart hold on.” I said jumping to my feet and going over to her where Mi was all ready doing pretty much exactly what I would have been doing anyway except I could tell weather I was going to go down to the clinic room and stitch her up, drive her over to the hospital or call an ambulance.

“All right Bella, I’m just going to take a look at this cut and see what we need to do here Ok.” I said gently taking hold of Bella’s arm from Mi and cradling it in close to my abdomen for support before very slowly I pulled the towel back off of the wound.

The wound was deep and with out the pressure that was being applied by Mi a jet of bright red blood squirted from the wound onto my neck and chin before flooding over my light blue blouse. She needed an ambulance, how the hell was she still standing?

Bella crashing

“OK Bella. I need to get some help so I’m going to press my RRA to get some attention, well either that or I strip and stand in the hall way naked but that would probably just scar the minds of other clients or get me arrested so I think I may stick with the watch of wonder if that’s OK.” I said smiling to try not and panic her, even though inside me I knew it was bad wounds this savvier did not normally respond to pressure entirely even if they helped slightly.

“Mi honey, I have my hands full here so could you press that little button there for me and commence that cats chorus please.” I also asked gently to the almost shell shocked Mi who could not look me in the eye but only stair on at the blood that was socking in warm and sticky onto my abdomen and the speckles that where splattered up my neck and drying onto my cheek. She was either horrified or in awe however even though I thought she hadn’t heard anything one blood stained hand crept out and gently pressed the red illuminated button on my wrist making the resounding low panic beep fill the room and the halls outside.

“I… I feel a bit … a bit… woozy.” Bella muttered the remaining colour that was left in her cheeks falling away in a rush, “I think I need…” Bella’s eyes shock slightly in there sockets before they rolled back into the back of her head and her very tiny still stick thin body of bones skin and thresh air feel down into my arms, her slightly laboured breathing of before suddenly very muted, the towel that had been pressed against her arm falling to the floor allowing the blood to pore from her wrist and through her fingers. Life sinking into years old crumby carpet that covered the floors where it eagerly sucked it up like a thirsty vampire being granted its final meal after being sentenced to a wooden stake through the heart.

“Bella! Bella can you here me?” I yelled pulling her over to Mi’s bed and pushing her onto her back on the mattress both my hand feverishly trying to find a pulse in her one remaining half human wrist and in her neck while pressing my head down close to her mouth praying to here gasping but her chest lay still, there where no sounds from her lips and her blood lay unmoving inside her.