Addicted

Chapter 2

"POPE!" I whisper yell

"Pope shut the fuck up if JJ finds out he's going to kill me"

"No lia this is so not ok we need people to help you now" popes hand is firm on my wrist. I don't even bother trying to take it off

"Look you can help me ok but do not,and I mean do not tell JJ"

"Fine but let's go your going to lose to much blood"

Pope drags me from the dock into the chateau. He pushes me into the bathroom and grabs the medkit from the cabinet.

"Sit on the counter" pope says rushing around trying to find more supplies.

"I have a spare medkit from the hotel?" I say trying to calm him down from all the panicking he was doing

He grabbed the medkit from my hands and rolls tissues up in his hand

"Lia sit on the counter" he said again getting more frustrated

" ugh" I groaned and hoisted myself up.
now that my calf was dangling off you could see it wasn't that bad. It was just a slight pinch of flesh missing from my leg.

"Lia look at me ok?" Pope asks worriedly
"It's not that bad but if you leave it to long you're going to bleed out and die"

"Oh! Well isn't that nice" I chuckle nervously

"Please just cooperate with me while we do this" Pope pleads

"Fine.but when did you become a doctor?" I ask suspicious worried hes going to mess up something

"I read about it"

"Of course you did"

Pope presses the rolled up tissue on my calf to soak up the blood and gets out a needle and string

"No,no,no stop pope you are not doing that." I stare at the needle.there was no way I was letting pope who just read about healing wounds sew up my leg. Especially if he's never done it before

"Better be safe then sorry" he says in a very monotone voice

"No no no pope please!"I cried pulling my leg up to my chest.

I look at him. He looks more stressed out than I am.

"Please Pope" I look at him hopefully. His big eyes looking straight back at me

"Look I only want to be safe but if you really don't want to do it we can bandage you up and see how that goes?"

He's looking straight at me, bringing his hands on the sides of my legs trying to comfort me

" thank you" I mumble

He unravels the bandages and pulls out the alcohol and cotton pad

"Please don't scream, this will hurt"

"FUCK ME!"

After I regained consciousness from falling asleep at John bs I realised pope had done a decent-ish job in bandaging my leg seeing as I actually felt a bit better.

John b and JJ has gone down to ms lanas this morning to ask her why scooter had big johns compass on his boat which apparently went very wrong.

"And we were right outside like this, and all we hear is just 'bam! Bam! Bam! Knocking paint off the wall, G! From the inside, and I'm just looking at him like - wait first off look at this shit" JJ says explaining what happened earlier that morning