Nightingale [ON HOLD TILL FURTHUR NOTICE *SORRY*]

No.2

"I-I, uh, um," he stuttered as he picked up all the things he had dropped. I laughed but it hurt and came out more as a wheezing cough thing. "what never seen a girl in bra, before ?" I snapped as he very, very slowly walked towards me. "Look boy, I don't have time for this by the time you get over here I'll be dead hurry up."

"Right sorry." he muttered and ran over handing me the stuff, what an amateur. Removing my unsavable shirt, I tossed it aside. "Oh god I think I'm gonna, " Nathan said as he was cut short by a gag. "What can't stomach a little blood ?" I mocked as I poured some of the booze on a white cloth.

He just kept glancing back, gagging, looking away then repeating the whole scenario again. "Dude just stop looking." I said bewildered, I mean if it freaked him out that much wouldn't he stop ? Once I had cleaned all of my wounds, the cloth was tinted red and I put the thread through the needle.

I took a deep breath and shut my eyes for a second. I took a big gulp of the alcohol to calm my nerves then I began to sew up my abdomen. Don't shake, don't wince. Calm, stay calm. You do not know the meaning of pain until you've sewn yourself up more than five times.

Each time I looped it through my flesh, I screamed in my mind and bit down a little harder on my bottom lip. It took twenty five loops until it was closed, then I began on the next one after taking another swig of the grotesque booze.

And that's how it went on for the next half hour according to my wrist watch. Swig, then sew until all of my 'souvenirs' were fixed. "Hot damn that hurt." I cringed at the amount of stitches I had, that makes 17, 18, 19 scars. How fun one more and I'll be in the twenties, oh joy.

"Who are you ?!" Nathan asked curiosity seeping into his words along with shock. I guess not many people can sew themselves shut, who knew. "Your worst nightmare." I replied in a demonic voice as I finished wrapping my freshly stitched cuts. Looking up I found Nathan with wide eyes and his chin touching the floor. "Were you joking ?" he asked scrunching up his eyebrows, "Nope." I popped the p as I tried to stand up but failed.

"Hey, Nathan-"

"How do you-"

"Get over here and help me." Quickly he crossed the room. "Wait, here." He mumbled taking off his shirt revealing his six pack. Damn. He handed it to me and I pulled it over me head as a flowery smell consumed me. "Do you smell like flowers too then ?" He helped me stand, "Never mind" He did. He helped me to where a counter sat leading into the kitchen, something I hadn't seen in three years and that's only because the year before we had raided an old house.

"So do you want some food or water or something ?" He asked awkwardly scratching the back of his neck. "Cass, she's your sister." I stated matter of factly pulling away from his arms. "yeah how'd you know ?" He asked shoving his hands deep into his pockets. "She called you Nate nobody else seems to call you that. Plus you both look the same." I said shifting my weight back and forth so I could get my cut up leg used to it again.

"But you two weren't raised together ?" I asked, as I stopped shifting. The pain was to over whelming I had to heal and healing required more time then we had. "No. But She's as much my sister as that kid is your son." He answered with a clenched jaw. I laughed humorously, grabbing my right side because it hurt. Oh my god. Once I regained my composure and looked up I saw the confusion on Nathans face.

"Oh, wait you seriously think he's my kid ?" I asked disbelieving regaining my usual scowl, he thought I was some slut who got pregnant at twelve. "He calls you mom." Nathan said ignorantly, "He's six how old do you think I am ?!" Nathan's eyes widened and he continued to open and close his mouth like a fish out of water. That's what I thought.

"I'm eighteen and he's my brother you fucking idiot" I exclaimed rubbing my temples trying to get my headache to go away. "Me too." Nathan mumble quietly as I rolled my eyes. "How do you know Dan and whys he such an ass ?" Nate laughed, "Me and him used to go to school together when school was a thing. And he's always been like that." He replied way to happily, especially for the world we lived in, full of death, destruction, and disease.

"Do you guys have running water ?" I asked trying to ignore the dizzy feeling I had. "U-um ya we do. why ?" he asked, as I ignored his question. "You have any extra clothes ?" He shrugged, "I'm not sure Cass takes care of the clothes and such." he replied. "I'm going to take a shower that's why so you go watch my brother so Cass can help me." I directed, its who I was now,I couldn't help it. Nathan nodded going with my words and left me in the room.

A rush of dizziness hit me and I quickly grabbed for the counter. I shook my head and propped my forearms on the cool stone island. I took a deep breath and counted to ten. I had lost too much blood. Shit. I tried to focus on the cream colored fridge on the other wall but it kept going in and out of focus.

Next thing I knew was that the floor had come up to meet the right side of my face. I heard someone scream as me and the wooden floor became better acquainted, then I understood, I'm the one who screamed. Even though I knew I had fallen the pain didn't register in my body, come to think of it I couldn't really feel anything.

Then realization hit me like a ton of bricks I was going to black out and there was no stopping it; my body was shutting down, whether it was because of the lose of blood or horrible pain it was happening here and now. All I could hope was that I woke up soon and that Ri was safe with these strangers. The last thing I saw before my eyes shut completely was Cass's bare feet running towards me and Nathans hole ridden sneakers following suit.