Living With The Emerson Girls

Chapter 11

~Zachary's Point of View~

"Jake, you stabbed him." Someone in Jake's little entourage stated the obvious. 

"Let's get out of here before they call the cops dude." Footsteps followed. 

 Ariel crouched down next to me in a hurry, her face a mess full of smeared mascara. "HELP!" She screeched at the top of her lungs, shrieking at Ella to get the police, or the ambulance or anyone on the phone. Her cold clammy hands held my head in place as my vision flickered. 

"Shh. It's all going to be okay Zachary." Ariel whispered in my ear stroking my face and applying pressure onto the deep slash on my chest. My heart rate increased as she let go of my wound and examined her now red bloody hands. 

Ella hung up, and whispered something to Ariel. "Hear that Zac? They're coming soon." Ariel said, trying to calm me down. 

"It's my fault- I sh-should've been the-" I stuttered out but Ariel only shook her head. At least I think she shook her head. My surroundings were getting more and more blurry by the second. 

She shushed me, letting her soft lips flutter over mine, as I passed out from the blood loss. 

~Ariel's Point Of View~

I watched his thin eyelashes flutter into unconsciousness, his breathing now slower. I panicked, trying to shake him from his sleep. 

"What happened here?" A small voice squeaked in the back, terrified. I turned over my shoulder, where the barefooted Carolynn Hill was standing by the telephone pole, her usually artificially curled hair was now a mess, and her sparkly grey eyeshadow made her look like a raccoon. She was a mess. 

"Just go away!" I snapped, trying to wipe off the endless tears from my eyes. Carolynn stepped forward, "Tell me what happened?" She demanded, finally noticing Zac's bloody chest. She gasped, turning white. 

"This is all your fault, just leave." I screamed, still applying pressure onto his long gash. 

"My fault? You're the one who ran away crying like an idiot. He was trying to help you." Carolynn retorted. I stood up, angry, asking Ella to keep Zac's cut covered. 

"I wouldn't have run away if you weren't being such a slut!" I responded. 

"Me? A slut? Zac was my date!" Carolynn shook her head violently, racing over to rip out my eyelashes. I pushed her out of my face, attempting to hit her abdomen with my fists. She began to pull out my scalp as Ella screamed for us to stop. 

I suddenly heard a loud siren and saw the red and blue lights. I shook Carolynn off me, and tried to compose myself. 

Paramedics in grey shirts unloaded themselves from their ambulance, and I heard things like, "95,"  "mid deep gash," and "Someone get me an oxygen mask for this kid."  

An officer dismounted his police car and approached me. I interrupted him before he could begin to question me. 

"Sir, can you please ask me this at the hospital? Me and my little sister are with Zachary. We need to go with him." 

The officer rolled his and nodded, making his way towards Carolynn. 

"Come on Ella, let's go with Zachary." I grabbed my little sister's hand and mounted the ambulance which jerked into motion as soon as they shut the doors.

Zachary wasn't completely unconscious, I could tell, because he reached for my hand and squeezed it.

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~Carolynn's Point of View~ 

"Ma'm, did you see Mr. Oliver get attacked?" One of the cops at the scene of Zachary's accident asked me.