Stockholm Syndrome

Chapter 23

Reader's Pov

I stared at the two unconscious men in front of me. Jeff seemed fine but Liu was bleeding pretty badly. Running a hand through my hair and letting out the air I had been holding, I dropped the frying pan. "Shit, what the hell am I going to do now?" Going to my room I went through my bag to find nothing, the same in Liu's bag. "Who the hell doesn't have a first aid kit!" I yelled frustrated. 'Wait, mom always had one in her trunk, and Liu took her car. The keys are in his room!' Dashing around his room and grabbing the keys I popped the trunk open once I got outside. My feet were freezing when they hit the ground and I frowned. 'Why am I helping him?' I sighed knowing the answer to that. "Because as much as I hate him he saved my life. I may not be happy with it but I'm still living... For now. I'm just returning the favor." When I had the first aid kit in my hand I froze. "I'm starting to talk to myself. I'm going crazy." Shaking my head to clear those thoughts I rushed back inside. Seeing the two males till unconscious caused relief to flow through my body. I realized the only way to stitch and bandage his wounds was to take his clothes off. "Please don't wake up during this." I quietly begged and began to lift his shirt up. Once it was off of him I looked down at his body. He wasn't full of muscle, but you could definitely tell he had some. Grabbing the hydrogen peroxide I quickly cleaned the wound on his stomach first, then stitched it up. Moving to the one on his shoulder I did that one just as quickly. Realizing he could be hurt on his back I cursed. Preparing to roll him over he groaned and opened his eyes. My eyes widened and fear coursed its way through me. He looked at me and moved his eyes to take in his surroundings. Looking at Jeff next to him he started to sit up. Pushing him down he he glared and I pointed to his new stitches and told him to lie down. "If you move too much you'll rip them." Standing up I grabbed Jeff's ankle and started dragging him out of of the room. 'Fuck he's heavy!' I dropped his leg and thought about where I could leave him. Grabbing his leg again I pulled him outside and left him there. By the time I was done I was panting and sweating. Going to Liu I saw him laying on his stomach to show me the stab wound he had on his back. Crouching down to clean it I stitched it up, then wrapped it. "Are there anymore?" I asked him and he shook his head. After a few seconds of silence he asked me, "Where did you put him?" "Outside, he can either run away or come in and ask for help." He didn't say anything after that so I took it that he was satisfied for now "Now what to do about you, I don't' want to move you, but I don't want you to stay here." "Just leave me here." I jumped, startled by his voice but nodded. Going to his room and pulling off the blanket he had on the bed i brought it to him and placed it over his now pale and shivering body. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.