Beauty & The Beast

Three

Elena rushed over to the bleeding, naked Isaac and placed her hand softly on his back. He winced. She knelt down to him and placed her hand softly on his shoulder. "Isaac," she whispered, "Isaac, I need to move you. You're in serious pain and you need to get out of here." Her eyes wandered around his naked body and all of the scratches, cuts and all of the blood that streamed out of the cuts. She couldn't believe her eyes. The boy that had gone missing two years ago was lying in front of her, covering in scratches and blood, and most of all, naked. She knew that he was the wolf that saved her life, but logically she thought that it couldn't be possible, there was no such thing as werewolves, they're only from a novel, from fiction, from Supernatural.

She shook her head as she knew that she had to clear her mind and help him, more than she had to think about the possibilities of werewolves. She placed one of her hands flat down on the floor and leaned down towards him. "Isaac," she whispered, "Isaac, I'm gonna have to need you to help me here. I need to move you. I need to get you some help."

"No," he growled weakly.

"Isaac, you're bleeding," she told him, "You're really hurt, you could die."

"I said no," he growled once more. He placed the palm of his hands down on the ground as he tried to push himself up, his arms shook. He pushed himself up slightly before crashing back down to the ground.

"Isaac, I need you to help me here," she asked him, "I need you to help me in order for me to help you. I need you to come with me and I'll get you sorted out."

"No," he growled again.

"Look, stop being so stubborn," she shot at him, "The longer you stay here, the quicker that you're gonna succumbed to your wounds, you're gonna die. So, either you come with me and I'll do my best to help you or you die, what's it gonna be?"

He glanced at her with weak, narrowed eyes and huffed in defeat. She leant down towards him and grabbed his arm, he winced once more in pain. She grabbed his arm and wrapped it around her neck, pulling him up slightly, she realised that it wasn't going to be easy, he was much heavier than she was and it was going to be a struggle. He leaned on her as they both began to rise up to their feet. He winced in agony. "I'm sorry," she apologised, "I really am but if you stay here it won't be long until you're dead." Isaac huffed and snarled slightly knowing that what she was saying was the truth, but not happy about it. His legs were wobbly, his feet occasionally scrapped along the floor as they both made their way towards the yard. As they made it through the fence they both fell to the ground with Isaac taking most of the weight. He winced again. "This isn't gonna happen," she said to herself as her eyes wandered down for a moment, they widened and looked away quickly, "Oh my god, I've seriously just realised that you're naked." She looked up, 'Phillipe' she thought to herself. "Wait here," she told him as she scrambled up to her feet and dashed over to the stables. She opened the stable door and put the rein onto Phillipe as she guided him over to him, stroking his mane each time to reassure him that everything was okay. As she arrived back at Isaac with Phillipe she bent down and grabbed his arm once more, with his help she pulled him up to his feet and placed him against Phillipe. "I need you to get up there," she told him, "Phillipe will help you get back to the house."

Isaac gazed at her with weak and heavy eyes as he threw his arms over Phillipe. Elena stood behind him as she placed her hand on his back and pushed him up onto the horse, with his help. He climbed onto the horse and lay across Phillipe. Staring at his naked ass, Elena turned away quickly and rushed around to the front of Phillipe as she lead him up to the house. As they reached the house she placed her hand on his back as his slid off the horse and crashed down onto the ground, wincing in pain. "I'm so sorry," she apologised, "I tried to support you but you're just too heavy for me." Isaac flashed a growl at her as he slowly got back to his feet with the help of her, grabbing his arm she wrapped it around her neck and held him as they both made their way into the house. Phillipe stood still as Elena entered the house with him. Leading him into the living room, she placed him down onto the sofa where Isaac groaned in pain. "I've never treated a person before," she told him in a panic as she rushed towards the first aid kit in the downstairs bathroom, "I mean, I've helped my dad when he's had a bad cut when he was either creating his inventions or on the farm, but never anything this serious." She dashed back into the living room with the first aid kit that contained anti-septic cream and bandages. She grabbed one of her dad's coats that was hanging up near the front door and rushed back over to him. She placed the coat over the bottom half of him, keeping his dignity. She kneeled down on the ground and opened up the first aid box, rummaging through the box she pulled out the anti-septic cream and spread it onto a tissue in the box as she rubbed it in, he groaned and growled with pain. "I'm so sorry," she apologised, "I know that it hurts but if I don't put this on it then you won't get better, you won't heal and it'll get infected."