Vampire World (VAMPIRE WORLD #1)

Part 36 Emergency

Chapter 35: Emergency

           

            With the smoke still clearing I ran over to Brett, who was lying on the ground almost drowning in a pool of his own blood. Miraculously, he was still breathing, though there were cuts all over his face and body. The slash on his forehead was gushing like hell and clearly needed attention first. With one hand I applied the Bloodstop ointment to this, while with the other I called for an ambulance.

            “It’s going to be alright!” I said, rubbing the blood out of his eyes. They looked beautiful, in spite the severe bruising all around. Meanwhile, the ointment had already worked and stopped the bleeding on his face by causing a temporary though very effective clotting.

            “Stay alive for me, baby!” I cried while ripping off his clothes to discover where the rest of the cuts were. Wasting no time, I rubbed the ointment on a nasty cut to his belly, then on several to his thighs and one on his calf.

            Even after all this he was still bleeding. Mustering every bit of strength I had left, I turned him over and spotted another gaping wound on his back. He moaned as I applied more ointment. Just then, the ambulance appeared.

The paramedics lifted him over to the ambulance. I didn’t know if I'd done enough to save him. I could only weep and hope for the best.

            Once inside the foul smelling ambulance, tubes of emergency blood were attached to Brett. I wanted to ask someone if he was going to be alright, but I was too scared.

            At the hospital, they would not allow me to go past a certain area of the emergency room. All I could do now was sit there and pray for good news. A vision of the doctors carrying Brett’s inert body into the treatment room kept flashing through my mind. If I lost him, I didn’t know what I would do.

            The hospital was dark, filthy and very cold. I hated this place.

            As the degrees dragged by, so my fears for Brett increased. I asked a busty nurse if he was okay. She showed me her fangs and brusquely replied that she didn’t know.

            Despair was chewing away at my nerves. I couldn’t take this any more. I jumped up in front of the bitch nurse and demanded that she tell me how my boyfriend was doing. She scowled and popped out her bloody fangs again.

            Then, incredibly, she had a change of heart. Maybe she felt sorry for me after all? Whatever it was, she smiled. “I’ll be right back,” she said.

            Hmmm. A little while later she returned. “Your boyfriend is on his way to full recovery,” she told me. “You’re….”

            I dashed past her, almost knocking her to the floor, and rushed into the treatment room.

            Brett was lying on a bed with blood tubes connected to his head, chest, back and thighs. The life-saving blood flowed through the tubes into his body, just like it had done with me after my fall into Slice Canyon. Emerald tears flooded my eyes when he smiled at me.

            “He’s going to make it,” the doctor said. “It was close though. Thanks to the ointment you applied, we were able to give him enough blood to allow him to make a full recovery. He should be back to normal in about a hundred degrees, but I’d like to keep him in here overnight anyway. I want to make sure his deep cuts heal properly.”

            I gazed into Brett’s improving eyes. “I love you,” I said.

            Thankfully, he was now able to say the same thing to me.