Radioactives

Chapter 17: Hot Pokers

I woke up in Jacks arms still on the leather couch in the office.

I felt some kind of burning.....stinging sensation in my arm, and I winced in pain. I held my arm and examined it. There was a pink mark that looked like a rash under my tattoos. I let out a shriek as the pain got worse.

Jacks eyes fluttered open and he shot up knocking me on to the floor.

He looked down at me and slipped off the couch falling on top of me. Our foreheads bashed together and made a sort of cracking noise.

"FUCK!" We both screamed, his scream was probably from the forehead bashing, mine was from my arm. He rolled off me and held his head.

He moved his arms from his head and I could see blood trickling down. His fingers were bloody as he looked down at them.

My forehead had blood too, but it wasn't mine, it was his. He sat there for a second examining his hands then fell unconscious.

"Shit" I said to myself. The stinging in my arm got worse as I rushed to Jacks side. He laid on the ground, blood still coming out, an open wound right on his temple. The blood was coming out fast.

"Jack?" I shook him trying to wake him up. No such luck.

I looked around the room for anything I could use to cover his wound. His sideburns and the left side of his head was now soaked in blood.

How did this happen?

He didn't hit my head that hard?

I found a rag resting on the windowsill. It looked decently clean. I rushed to back to Jack and covered his head, applying pressure to the wound.

I had to get Jack back to his room.

I got up and grabbed his right arm. I slowly started to drag him through the door and down the hallway.

My arm was now in unbelievable pain. I yelped as it stung even worse. I let go of jacks arm and his knuckles hit hard against the wooden floor making a knocking noise. It felt like hot pokers were seeping into my skin.

I held tightly onto my arm as I watched Jacks lifeless body lay there on the floor.

At this moment I didn't care if my arm were about to fall off, I wasn't just going to leave jack. All I had was a pain in my arm, while he lay there unconscious with an open wound.

I shifted his body under my arms and looped my arms under his armpits and slowly started dragging him again.

We made our way to the stair case. Shit. How was I supposed to drag him up the stairs?

Then I remember that Nash was here.

"NASH?" I screamed down the hallway. No answer. I tried again, "NASH!" Nothing. He must have left.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!

I only had one choice, and that was to drag him up the stairs.

It took at least 10 minutes and a lot of strength to pull him up those steps, but I did it.

He was now laying on his bed. I went into his bathroom, which was identical to mine, and grabbed a wet wash cloth.

I dabbed his wound with my left hand, and stroked his hair with my right. Damn he had soft hair.

I haven't used my healing powers in years. After all they didn't work on healing myself, and I lived on the streets with no friends. But one time I had seen an old homeless man get stabbed by a band of emo-looking teenagers. So that was one of the only times I used my powers to heal someone. But right now I had to use them on Jack. But I don't know what might happen.

Our powers have glitches all the time. It has been said that healing powers have the worst glitches. A common glitch was that instead of healing a wound you make it worse. And I didn't want to hurt Jack even more.

After all he was all I had, he was the boy I loved.

But right now, that's all I can do. So it a worth a shot.

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A/N:

HIIIIIIIII! So I know I haven't updated since last Saturday and I'm reeeeaaallllyyyyy sorry! I've been so busy spending time with my family and I just haven't had the time to update!

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