strings | Grayson Dolan

eleven

this is the last chapter!!!! lmao gotcha this book is gonna b like 50 or so chaps long

Samantha's POV

My hands are shaky as i push them behind Grayson's ear to check his pulse. The slight thumping against my middle and index finger was faint but it was there. I then put my ear against his chest waiting for it to rise; it did. I sigh in relief and continue my attempt at stopping the blood flow. From what i remember i am supposed to assess the wound and see if it is suited for stitches but i can't do that until the blood stops. The blood finally stops gushing out and i am able to look at the wound. A stab wound for sure.

So many things are running through my mind and ever since Grayson beat up the man trying to assault me i knew there was something that i didn't know about him and i havent figured out if it is a good different yet. I get the feeling that he's not friends with the police and judging by how he owns this massive house being so young im not sure if he is very trust worthy. This may be a stereotype that i am throwing at him but i sense that all of my accusations are correct. Why can't he go to the hospital? How did he get stabbed? What is he doing out in the middle of the night all of the damn time? I am ripped from my thoughts by the sound of Ethan's pounding footsteps coming down the stairs.

Ethan rushes up to me and practically throws the needle and thread at me. I pull my hair back and take a deep breath. i can do this.

"You can do this." Ethan encourages me. I nod but then remember that i haven't disinfected my hands yet, he will get an infection!

"Can you check his breathing for me while i go wash my hands?" I ask him.

"Uhh yeah." he responds hesitantly kneeling down next to him.

I rush into the kitchen and begin scrubbing my hands with the soap as best as i can and then i hear Ethan's frantic voice from the other room.

"HE ISN'T BREATHING!" He yells causing me to sprint full speed into the dining room. I see him laying there completely still and everything went into slow motion. Ethan's voice sounded so far away as he yelled for me to fix him. My brain took a break as my body moved like it had done this a million times. I  came up next to him, tilting his chin up to open his airway before placing one hand on top of the other right in the middle of his chest. I pressed down once then again and again before i knew it i reached 30 and waited, still no sign of life. The world seemed to have stopped, there wasnt anyone else but him and I and the only thing my brain can focus on is saving his life, not just for him, but for Ethan who is crying next to me screaming and shouting that he is all he had left. I will never forgive myself if i let this mans life slip away. 1..2.. push 1..2.. push

Out of nowhere Grayson starts coughing and everything starts to move again. I sigh in relief and Ethan looks as relieved as ever.

"Grayson can you respond to me?" I ask him.

"y-yeah" He stutters.

"I am going to talk to you the whole time and i'm going to need you to answer for me, okay?" I explain to him.

"Ok-k"

"Can you go get him a towel?" I ask Ethan. He nods and returns less than a minute later with a towel in his hand, he hands it to me and I wipe away the access blood from the wound and then flip it and soak up the sweat from his forehead.

"Squeeze my thigh when you feel pain, okay?" I ask and drag his hand down to sit on my thigh. he nods. That is my cue to begin the procedure. I pick up the needle and thread and stick the end of the thread in my mouth and attempt to get it through the hole in the needle. My shaky hands make this job impossible and after 5 tries I yell in frustration.

"Here, let me try." Ethan tells me and sticks the thread right into the hole. I take it out of his hands and look down at the wound. It doesn't look too bad now that all of the blood has stopped. I take the needle and press it into the bottom section of skin below where he got stabbed. I feel a squeeze on my leg and i pull back a little. "K-keep going." he says to me. I start to cry, just from all of this pressure on me and the fact that i dont want to hurt him further. Mind you i am physically and mentally exhausted on top of it all. I take a deep breath closing my eyes and focusing on steadying my hands. "You were my hero and now it's time for me to be yours." i whisper not aiming it to be heard by anyone but by the gentle squeeze of my thigh i knew he heard me. a/n nah he's probs just in pain My hands started to stitch him up faster than i thought possible and before i knew it it was all done.

Ethan ended up bringing in some water and a gatorade. I finished up by putting some gauze on top of the stitched wound and wrapping the medical tape that we had retrieved from the gas station around his entire torso.

"Thank you so much Sam." Ethan said and pulled me into a hug. I smiled and hugged him back. "there is no way in hell i would have been able to save him if i didnt find you tonight." He says looking worried at the thought.

"Hey but you did. Dont think about the what-ifs" I tell him, meaning it.

"still thank you though." Ethan responds.

"glad to help." i say. "well i should get going i don't want to intrude, and i am extremely tired."

"Don't leave." Grayson croaks from his position on the table. I smile and walk over to him. "Thank you. You are truly my angel." he whispers looking deep into my eyes. I choke on my words, not knowing how to respond to something so heartfelt and meaningful.

"But i can't stay." I whisper back.

"Why not?" he frowns.

"I-i.. I don't know." I respond truthfully.

"Then stay." He says reaching up and taking my hand in his. "It's the least i can do." He says.

"Actually i think we are even now." I laugh with tears in my eyes.

"That doesnt change the fact that i want you to stay." He says smiling weakly.

"It's settled then, i'll stay."

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