Shots Fired ( Temporarily Stopped)

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!!!!! TRIGGER WARNING!!!!
THIS CHAPTER DOES NOT INTEND TO IMITATE, MAKE FUN OFF OR TREAT INJURIES,HOSPITALS AND HEALTH CARE WORKERS AS A JOKE.
This chapter is just for fun and I do not encourage anyone to do any actions depicted in this chapter.
Thank you

                          {||•Kamila•||}

Once we were done in the food court , we went shopping for clothes and that took us the most amount of time.

I eventually arrived home at 9:30 and decided to go upstairs , putting one of the new bath bombs to work. I walked into the bathroom , switched the lights on, and turned on the faucet, first hot , until the water was just below the handle bars of the tub and then cold, so that I wouldn't burn off my skin. Once I turned the nobs to stop the flow off water. I heard glass break downstairs. I know for a fact that Taylor wasn't in the house at the moment. He almost always goes for his afternoon jogs at this time. I looked around the bathroom for a weapon and the plunger seemed to be the only thing that I could defend myself with.

I walked slowly and cautiously down the stairs, making sure not to bring any attention to myself. And thats when I found him. Matt was on the floor of my kitchen, supporting himself by leaning against my counters. The moon light shone through the darkness of the kitchen onto him . His beautiful face bruised, his lip busted, blood dripping from his nose. His once crisp button down shirt, now rolled up at the sleeves were bloody, he had two fresh wounds, what seemed to look like slice marks. One on his bicep , the other , oh so dangerously close to his v-line.

I dropped the plunger that was in my hand, and rushed toward him.
"God dammit Matt, what happened to you."

He looked up at me and smirked, "You should see the other guys," and then he began chuckling and he  winced from the pain.

Now that I'm standing closer to him, I could see just how bad his wounds are. The blade cut deep through his skin, it was evident that he needed stitches, badly.

"Come on Matt, let's go to the hospital."
His entire facial expression changed, "No! No hospitals" he snarled at me.
"But you're bleeding"
"Just listen to me , I can't go to the hospital."
"Matt, you're losing blood and I-..."
"Baby,please...just listen to me, we can't go the hospital, okay."
"Okay."

If this stubborn man refused to go the hospital , then what the fuck was I supposed to do . He was dripping blood and the pain was evident in his face. I couldn't stand to see him like this.
Okay there are two options:
1. Drug him, drag him to the car and call Taylor to drive us to the hospital.
2. He better have a high pain threshold , because I'm going to do everything myself

Option 2 it is then. I bend down to try and pick him up by putting both my arms under his. Being careful not to hurt him more.
"Come on , I need you to help me pick you up so we can get to bathroom."

He lifted himself up and grunted, I put his arm over my shoulder and guided him to the bathroom in level with kitchen and dining room.
The bathroom has both him and her sinks, on a thick cabinet with granite in black, white marble floors. It had on toilet , a white tub and a shower, the shower was smaller than the one I had in my room.
"Sit on the cabinet Matt, it will be easier and faster for me to clean you up."
I shuffled through the draws to find a first aid kit, and when I came across one, I realised that there was no alcohol for me to clean his wounds with.

"I'll be back , just give me a few minutes," I walked up to him and touched his cheek, "try to stay awake please."
He looked at me, grabbed my hand with his and moved it to his mouth, where he kissed my palm. Butterflies instantly fluttered in my tummy. I removed my hand from his , and walked into the kitchen, on a hunt for alcohol. I looked through all the cupboards and finally came across one filled with almost every type of alcohol you'd find at a liquor store. I grabbed the tequila and walked upstairs, to get other material's that I might need.

Once I found everything I needed , I walked back downstairs, to get to Matt in the bathroom.
"Took you long enough princess, I was about to think that you were going to leave me here to do."
"Never."
"Why do you have a curved needle and cotton?"
"It's a size 10 needle, its tiny , it won't leave any scars , especially if I do it correctly, I can't leave you to bleed to death and neither can I just put bandages and let you get infected. I could do that for your arm, but the one on your torso is really deep."
"It's going to hurt."
"I know , but I brought alcohol." I give him my award winning smile.
"Oh my saviour." He rolls his eyes and chuckles.
I open the tequila and take a swig , feeling a light-headed rush , then I put a dry wet wipe at the opening of the bottle, making sure that the tequila gets on it.

"Are you going to tell me what happened, or are you going to be a dick about it and refuse to tell me."
He put his thumb and index fingers on the bridge of his nose and sighed.
"For your safety, I'm going to be a dick."
I sighed, cutting open his shirt and helping him to remove the remainder of it from his body,  then putting the now alcohol wipe on the cut on his torso.
I might have done it a little too hard on purpose due to his remark. Satisfied when I heard him growl from the pain.

  "You're going to pay for that," he looked down at me with his eyelids low, either from the loss of blood and energy or because he actually meant what he was saying.
"Oh,I hope I do." I look up at home through my eyelashes. I begin removing the belt from his pants.
"Mhmm, princess, I knew you wanted me to use my belt but I don't think right now is the time."
"Can you stop being so damn conceited and just let me help you." Feeling guilty at snapping for him, knowing that I encouraged it first.

I folded the belt up and stuff it his mouth.
"I'm going to need you to bite down on it because of the pain,this is going to hurt."
I lit a match and ran the needle through the flame to cleanse it. I thread the cotton through it and begin working my way through his skin, while tears begin dripping from my eyes hearing Matt scream from the pain.
"I'm sorry , I'm so sorry," I cried.

I was finally done with the deep , painful cut. I covered it up by wrapping a white, bandage gause across the area. Saliva from Matt's mouth was dripping down his chest. So I removed the belt and wipped his chest and mouth clean. I then moved onto his arm. I just cleaned it up and applied a bandage across it. I then moved up to his face , and cleaned up the now dry blood. Applying ointment to the gashes .

"Thank you."
I look up at him with adoration and smile at him.
"There's no need to thank me, you would have probably done the same for me."
He nods his head slightly, evidently showing just how tired he was.

"Come on big guy, let's get you out here and into the bedroom." I helped him get down. Slinging his arm over my shoulder, to transfer some of his weight onto me as we walked upstairs to my room.

"So this... is Miss. Carters room huh." He said sluggishly while grinning at me sheepishly.
"Yes indeed it is Mr. Pierce," I giggled, he smiled. "Let's get you on the bed."

Once Matt was on the bed I removed his shoes. When I was done I looked up , to see him fondling with the button on his pants
"Do you want it off?"
He nodded. I helped him open up the button and remove his pants, leaving him in nothing but his boxers and socks.

I then walked into my closet to find some pajamas and came out with grey shorts and a spaghetti strap top. Moving myself into the other side of my bed next to Matt.

"Can I get a goodnight kiss, and some kisses for my booboos."
I looked at goof next to me and laughed at his pouted face.
Getting closer to him, I pressed my lips softly against his, massaging his lips with my own. Tasting him and the tequila still on his lips from just moments ago. Then I pulled away and kissed his forehead.

"Goodnight," I sighed
"Goodnight Princess."