Last Voyages

Chapter 47

I know y'all are all probably angry with me because of last chapter...but hang tight and read on! This song, Hurts Like Hell by Fleurie, really fits what Bella is going through, so have a listen while you read!

Isabella's POV:

Louis shot the soldier in the head while he tried to reload the blunderbuss, and he fell to the ground in an instant.

I was kneeling by Harry's unmoving body, tears streaming down my face as I stared at him. My body shook as I looked at him, his hair over his eyes, blood trickling from his mouth, the gaping hole in his stomach gushing blood. 

"Please...someone, someone come help." I beg in a low voice, unable to wrap my head around what happened. I could feel Louis behind me, and from the sound of it, he was crying as well.

"Hey...this isn't funny Harry. Y-you need to..." Louis stammers, before I look around, staring at him.

"What about that medicine? That'll work right?" I ask desperately and Louis wipes tears from his face, but he can't stop all of them from falling. 

"With a wound that deep..." Louis trails off and a sob leaves my lips as I look back at Harry's body. Moving closer to him, I reach out a hand, feeling the side of his neck, a harsh breath leaving my lips before I began to cry even harder. 

He had a pulse.

He had a very, very faint pulse.

"I need a medic!! Please, please someone get over here!!" I scream at the top of my lungs, hoping someone would hear me. 

"We need someone!! Someone, help us!! Harry..." Louis shouts, looking over at Harry again, tears going down his face. "Harry's been..."

Louis' broken voice made my heart clench even more as I stared down at Harry. I was too scared to try to move him, but his wound needed to be covered. 

"Louis, your shirt," I gasp, trying to keep myself composed and I see Louis give me a confused look. "You-your shirt Louis!" I shout and he takes it off, handing it over to me and I press down on Harry's wound, crying even more as I felt how deep it was.

My hands were already soaked with blood and it made me cry that much harder again. "Please, please don't do this to me. Please don't leave me." I beg Harry, but I know he can't hear me. He was barely alive right now, and if someone didn't get to him soon, he'd be dead in a few minutes.

"It went right through him." Louis says, still in as much shock as I was. Neither of us had any clue what to do or anything like that. We thought it was over. But now...

"C'mon, Cap. You can't do this...you have to get up." Louis says, his voice hoarse and shaky, sniffling as he tries to speak. 

"Bella? Louis??" Queen Phillipa's voice makes me look up, seeing her running towards us with Lloyd beside her. 

"It's alright, the war's over. We've finished rounding up everyone. They're all headed to the cells as we speak." she says with a smile before it fades, seeing our faces and Lloyd's eyes widen in shock as he looks down. Queen Phillipa follows his gaze and her face pales.

"We need a medic...please," I beg, tears falling from my eyes uncontrollably, and Phillipa stays in a daze, staring at Harry. 

"Phillipa?!" I beg but she still stays in shock, her wide eyes trained on Harry's body, her face white as a sheet. For a second, I thought she whispered 'Edward' before she snapped out of her trance, looking over at Lloyd.

"Get Hunter now. He's somewhere close by." she orders and Lloyd hesitates for a moment before nodding, sprinting off across the beach. 

"Hunter?" Louis asks and Phillipa nods her head.