A hand clasped over my mouth, my eyes widening. Eric put his finger to his lips.
Dakota nodded and covered her mouth, tears filling her eyes. I looked at Eric next to me, whose eyes were transfixed on the creature wreaking havoc.
My breath quivered...
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Chapter thirteen The Frost Samira's POV: Haisley used medical scissors and cut Delilah's jeans off. Eric's body still shook with sobs as his head was in my lap. His hands gripped onto the yellow cardigan on my body. I felt awful. "Don't look, Eric." I whispered. Haisley carefully and precisely took things out of the first aid kit. She looked through the bag of stuff Eric and Delilah had brought back. There was a bottle of peroxide inside. Haisley looked up at Delilah to make sure she was fully unconscious. Haisley poured the peroxide into the wound. Blake shined the flashlight on the hole in her leg. The flesh was slightly jagged and small pieces of glass reflected off the light. Haisley looked at Blake and quickly handed her a notepad with a question on it. Blake nodded and went into her bag. She then pulled out a pair of tweezers. Eric whimpered and I shushed him. I stroked his head and tried to keep him relaxed. Story had distracted Dakota. The two of them were off a little bit of ways from us. They whispered quietly in one of the back rooms of the church. Haisley doused her hands with peroxide and started to pull baby pieces of glass out of Delilah's right thigh. She was careful not to make any noise. Once she removed all the pieces of glass she held up the notepad to all of us.
I need to close it. Does anyone have needle and thread? Or a stapler?
Eric then became limp in my lap. I shook him a bit and Haisley shook her head.
He fainted. He'll be fine. Let him sleep this off. It's cause of the stress
I nodded and Max said "I have some. Let me find it in my bag." He started to look for the needle and thread. Blake brushed some of Delilah's hair out of her face. Frodo sat on her stomach the entire time Haisley operated on her. The kitten she found was nestled up under her arm. Eric's breaths were deep and relaxed, signaling he was most likely asleep. "Dream of something sweet, Eric." I whispered into his ear. Max handed Haisley the needle and thread. Haisley doused the needle in peroxide and started to close up the hole in Delilah's leg. I watched as Haisley did an almost perfectionist job on Delilah's leg. Haisley then held up a notepad to the group.
When she wakes up we'll get her in different pants. I'm not sure if shorts are the right way to go
Blake nodded and grabbed a blanket that Brooke had brought over, covering Delilah up with it. Eric had given me his sport coat before him and Delilah left. I looked at his white striped button up that was slightly covered in Delilah's blood. Dried blood caked his hands and I sighed softly. Dakota approached the group with Story. Max helped Story sit down and Dakota took off her jacket, laying it up under Delilah's head. Blake patted Dakota's shoulder and Brooke brought over some water and some snacks for everyone. I leaned back against the pew, Eric laying uncomfortably in my lap. His feet were planted on the ground while his head was in my lap. Max stood up and approached me and Eric. He picked up Eric's legs and laid them on the pew. I half smiled at him and said "thank you." Max nodded and Story demanded someone bring her over to Delilah. Max helped his wife kneel down and sit next to the unconscious girl. Story ran her hand down Delilah's leg softly, jumping when she reached the bandage on her thigh. "What happened?" She whispered. Max leaned over to her ear and told her in a very quiet tone. Tears filled her eyes and she leaned down to kiss Delilah's head, moving to her ear. "You're safe, Delilah. Eric brought you back. You're ok." My legs started to become numb from Eric laying on them. I shrugged off his sport coat and put it under his head so I could move my legs. I laid down on the pew further down from him, our heads inches away from each other. "Samira." He whispered. I craned my head to look at him. "Is she gonna be ok?" I nodded and said "of course she will. Haisley helped her. I'm sure she'll wake up soon." "Ok." He wiped some tears from his face and I gave him my hand. Eric took my hand as he tried to go back to sleep. My medicine made me feel some relief and as I relaxed I started to fall asleep.
