Don't Let Me Go

Breaking

Minx roughly throws the covers and sheets off the bed before Cry and Ohm lie Krism down on the women's shared bed. The three friends move in silence, but they all know what they're doing. Minx gets Krism's shirt off, glaring at the wound in her wife's shoulder as she tries to get the blood to stop using the towel Ohm was using to do so just moments before. Ohm runs up and down the stairs, bringing up all the medical supplies he can find by raiding their bathroom. Cry rips the sheet, trying to find something, anything to help stop the bleeding and wrap up the wound so it can't get infected, at least not too quickly.

Minx lightly holds her wife in her arms as she works to get the bleeding to stop. Ohm brings over literally everything that was kept in their bathroom. Minx frowns, looking over the supplies quickly. She looks back at the wound that ill child left on her wife, the wound is still bleeding and a good chunk of her shoulder was ripped out. That little bastard actually tried to eat her. Minx looks back at the supplies and grabs the peroxide. She dumps more than necessary into Krism's wound, causing her to shriek. Minx gasps, shaking, but she refuses to look at Krism. She puts the peroxide down then grabs a bag of cotton balls. She hands them to Ohm, "Open these."

He opens the bag and hands it back to her. She doesn't grab the bag, instead she reaches in and grabs a handful of the cotton balls. She drops the towel she had been using then presses the cotton balls into Krism's wound, hoping it will better stop the bleeding. She could use stitches, but that would never work with the shape of the wound, it's a huge, gaping fucking hole basically. Stitches would do more harm than good. She grabs a box of gauze pads and put the biggest one she could get from the box over the wound. Minx breathes out slowly a breath she didn't know she had been holding.

Krism's trembling in her arms and Minx still can't bring herself to look her wife in the eyes. She doesn't want to see the pain Krism's in, she doesn't want to see the desperation in her eyes. She doesn't want to have to smile and tell her it'll be okay, because she's terrified that it won't be. She's terrified her wife will die in her arms and there's nothing she can do to stop it. Minx lays Krism down on the bed then pulls the cover over her. She smiles at her, but doesn't actually look directly at her. She then turns away so her friends can't see the tears in her eyes. She heads to the door, "I'm going to see if those.. People.. Have left yet."

"I'll come with you," Cry offers.

"No," Minx snaps a little too rudely. She clears her throat and speaks softly, "No, that's okay. Stay up here with them."

Without another word, she heads downstairs, closing the bedroom door behind her. She goes into the living room and she can hear them pounding against the front door. She turns and goes into the kitchen. She grabs the largest steak knife she has from the knife block and goes back to the living room. She walks up to the door and puts her hand on the doorknob. She unlocks the door, trembling. She knows what she's doing, and at the same time, she doesn't. She steps back as she swings the door open. She's staring face-to-face with the little girl that bit Krism, she doesn't know if she should be surprised it was this one that stayed at the door the longest, or if the child did it purely to piss her off.

Her eyes narrow and she grabs the child by her blood-soaked shirt and throws her to the floor inside. She slams the door shut then kicks the child as she starts to get up. Minx laughs, tears running down her face as she kicks the child again, throwing herself down on top of the infected monster that put her wife in danger. She stabs the knife into the child's chest repeatedly, screaming and laughing as tears fall down her face, sobs wracking her body. The child claws and bites at her as Minx stabs her repeatedly. The bedroom door opens and Cry and Ohm rush down the stairs, and both halt at the sight before them.

Minx is sitting on top of the infected child, the child's blood splattered all over her as she stabs the demon child in the chest, but it still won't die. Her laughter has turned to full on wailing sobs and she starts screaming, "Why won't you fucking die?! Just fucking die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die!"

Cry moves and slams his foot into the infected child's face, crushing her skull with the impact. The child falls limp but Minx still continues to stab and scream at her. Ohm stands by the stairs, staring at his friend with wide eyes. Cry kneels beside Minx and takes the knife from her hands, dropping it on the ground beside them. She looks up at him, nothing but pain in her expression and in her eyes. He slowly wipes the blood off her face and she whimpers, "She wouldn't die.. She needed to die.."

"I know," he whispers.

Her voice breaks and her eyes widen as she stares back at her friend, "She's going to die.."

Cry says nothing as he wraps his arms around her tightly. He knows she isn't talking about the dead child on her living room floor now. She clings to him, sobbing into his shoulder and he says nothing as he strokes her hair. The three of them stay in the living room, Ohm just watching with sad eyes, and Cry holding Minx as she breaks down. Cry closes his eyes, If she's this bad now, what's going to happen to her if Kristen really dies?