Don't Forget About Me

Chapter 37

Sara makes a run for it to Octavius, she doesn't even grab a towel first. When I get out I grab out towels and head over to where they are walking towards the house. “Fuck, Oct what happen? You're bleeding.” Sara says as she puts his one arm around her so she can take some of his weight. He groans a little as they keep walking towards the house. I ran to the door to open it so all Sara had to do was guide him to the couch. 

When she lets him go down to the couch, she just sits by him. I on the other hand ran to the bathroom to look for medical supplies. I find that the medicine cabinet is filled which at first I think is a little odd but then I am thankful Os has thought about everything. I ran back out with bandages, alcohol and antiseptic. Then I run to the kitchen and get him some water because he's probably dehydrated too. When I get back to the living room Sara is crying uncontrollably. 

“Baby it's ok, I'm ok see I'm here aren't I?” Octavius says, trying to give her a smile under all his pain. She just stares while holding his hand. “Sara, I need you to help me so we can see how bad it is ok?” I look at her trying to snap her out of this emotional rollercoaster she's on. She turns and looks at me and moves over. “I need to take your shirt off ok?” I look at Octavius in his eyes and he nods. “God Fucking Damn It” he screams as we pull the shirt over his head. “What booze does Os have in this place?” I look at him and run to the kitchen. After opening a couple of cabinets I found some vodka. “This should do.” I say and run back to where they are. 

“Here, now I need you to lift your arm so I can see how bad it is.” Unfortunately this is not the first time that I have had to tend to someone's wounds. My mother would come home with marks and bruises all the time but would never tell me from where just said she was clumsy. Octavius lifts his arm and groans a little. “I was shot but I'm not sure if the bullet went in or grazed me. Feels the same in the end.” He said as he watched me examine him. “Looks like just a graze so I'm going to clean it but it's going to hurt like hell.” He grabs the vodka and takes another long draw and nods when he's ready. I grab the alcohol and start to wash over the wound. “Sara just holds this towel here ok?” She all of a sudden got really pale and I'm afraid that I'm going to have another patient to tend too. I put my hand on her shoulder and looked at her. “I got this, why don't you go lay down.” She doesn't argue and walks over to her room. 

“Ok, let's do this again.” I add more alcohol and he barely flinches, just grinds his teeth. I start to gently press the cloth to his wound to get all the shit that's coming out from the alcohol. I grab the antiseptic and put that on next with a large piece of gauze and tape. “I have some pain killers if you want them?” he went to put his arm back down and grunted. “Thanks Kelsey but I hate pills, never was my thing. I'll take a few more swigs of this.” He holds up the bottle and takes it to his lips. I start to clean up all the mess and throw away his shirt he was wearing hoping that he didn't want to keep it. I need to ask about Os to know that he is ok. He's ok right? I think more than shake my head. If he wasn't Octavius would have told me right? As I'm putting everything back into the medicine cabinet I look at myself in the mirror. 

“God you look like shit.”  I say to myself because shit my hair is a hot mess, messy buns are usually cute the first day, and I have bags under my eyes. When I walk out of the bathroom I walk to Sara’s room and peek in. Sara is passed out on the bed. I walk over to her and make sure that she's breathing. Of course she's breathing. I walk out of her room and walk back to the living room where I see Octavius is passed out now too. Again I have to verify he's breathing too. And yes he's breathing too. I decide maybe I should try to take a nap too, might be a good idea and when we are all rested I will ask him about Os. I walk down the hall  to my room and walk in. It still feels so weird being in here but I walk to the bed and lay down on it. When I grab the pillow to cuddle with it I smell him. Os. I try to relax myself but I feel the emotion pushing up my throat. And that's it, I'm finally breaking down with the pillow that has his scent all over it. I'm just crying I'm ugly crying. I'm using the pillow to muffle the sounds so that I don't wake anyone up but I need to get this out if I'm going to make it through this. I do this for probably ten minutes straight and then start to calm down. The pillow now has wet spots all over it and I kind of feel bad. I roll over with the pillow and close my eyes to try and get a little sleep because I need to try. Before I know it I'm asleep.

“Baby come back to bed she will be fine” Os says as I got up for the fifth time in twenty minutes. “I know I just want to make sure she's good.” I smile as I get back in bed and roll into him. “She's fine, try and relax. Nothing is going to happen to her I promise.” I promise. That's what he said. I promise. When I turn to look at him his face starts to fade. “Os where are you going?”  I reach for him and he disappears. “What the hell?” I turn and jump out of the bed and go towards the crib. When I get there and look inside she's gone. “Oh my god what's happening? NO NO NO!” I grab my face and whirl around and suddenly darkness. The nothingness that I have been stuck in my whole life has consumed me and taken everything that's precious. I try to yell but no one can hear me. No one.