To survive without them

Chapter 14_ Chace POV

My boots clatter along the frozen concrete my heart pounding, my arms hurting, but I can't stop, not now, we only have about another fifteen minutes till we get to the apartment. I push my legs harder, trying to stay ahead of the others. My little sis Curly and my bro Patch are running with Jacob. I guess my rushed pace is too fast for them.

It is not too fast though, not fast enough, she is dying. Abagail is dying. She lays limply in my arms, her head tilting back and her arms keep banging into my knees as I run. My eyes keep looking down at her face, all peaceful and calm. She is not calm though, she is in so much pain that it has knocked her out, I noticed this about five minutes ago.

"Please stay with me, don't leave now, your so close" I whisper into her ear. The last time I experienced someone dying was when Abagail's beloved little sister was found in the dumpster with the virus.

"Always stay with me" I add remembering her last words to her sister being always.

My eyes fall to her stomach, the blood has soaked through her bandage which really is just Jacob's white singlet, well it is not white anymore. Her blood is even seeping through her T-shirt and dripping onto my fingertips that support her back. Her chest rises and falls slowly, taking in tiny breaths of air.

I push harder, my legs screaming in pain. I skid around the corner and run at the iron door. I don't pause, I slam my back into the door, thrusting it open. I leave the door open for the others, to come in. I run my way down the hallway, not creeping like we had the other time. I maneuvered myself so I didn't fall in any traps like we had, but I think they have taken most of them down, as Abagail was constantly visiting.

I stand at the bottom of the stairs.

"HELP!!!!!" I scream half puffed. "Somebody help us, it's Chace" I yell even more.

I start to hobble my way up the staircase, careful not to hit Abagail's head on the railings. I can see the life getting sucked out of her. I hear some creaking noises and some pounding feet above my head, on the floor above.

The door at the top of the stairs burst open, standing behind it is Taylor, his hair all messed up and sticking up on one side. Rubbing his eyes, he scratches his head.

"Why the hell are you..............." his eyes fall on Abagail, I run up the stairs to him.

"Oh Shit!" He swears, rushing to meet me.

"Chris, can you get my sewing kit and the first aid box" yells Taylor up to his brother.

He picks up her arms and supports her head. I can hear the others, Patch, Jacob and Curly, slowly shutting the door.

We place her on the floor, spread out on a apparantly clean dovet. Taylor washes his hands.

"What are you gonna do?" I pant, still catching my breath from my madman run.

"Stitch her up, before she bleed to death."

"How do you know how to do that?" I challenge. What if he stuffs her up and makes things worse. What if he kills her. What iiiifffffffffff...........................

"My father was a doctor, he gave me a couple of lessons before the virus, so I could fix up Chris and Myself, he also got us some heavy drugs and wrote out instruction manuals on how to use them. Oh yeah crap................................Chris get the drugs too" he yells at his brother, who fumbles through the old wooden cupboard in the corner.

Jacob and my siblings floud into the room.

"Go sit in the corner you two" I say to them, I don't want them near Abagail, I can already see Curly's eyes prickling with tears. She has grow particularly fond of Abagail. They do as they are told. Some of the other boys in the house, come down and start talking to them, and offering a muesli bar.

Jacob, collapses on the floor beside me. He holds onto Abagails hand, his tears pouring onto her wrist.

"Please stay, you are all I have got, you promised, you promised mother. Remember that you said you never break your promises." He sobs.

I have never seen Jacob cry, not even when Rosie passed away, I guess he has a connection with his twin sister, she is all he has left. Abagail is caring and lovely and smoking hot. Wait, Chace don't talk about Abagail like that, she is dying for Christs sake.Get a grip.

Taylor starts unknotting the singlet bandage off Abagail's stomach. A gaping bloody hole is uncovered. Bleeding, but not as heavy as it was before, when it first happened, when Jacob ripped the tracker from her skin.

Chris falls to his knees and hands Taylor the kit. I sit on my haunches, watching intensly. Taylor pulls out a medical pad, and starts to clean the area around the 'wound' as he called it. I can't believe it. The dumb guy I met a while ago can concentrate, concentrate enough to start stitching up Abagail's stomach.

His needle pierces through the skin on the edges of the wound then crossing over to the other side in a big zig zag motion. Abagail doesn't even flinch, she is still knocked out. He ties off the stitches.

"How will you get them out?"

"They are disolvable" shrugs Taylor. His father must have stock piled medical supplies for a year. Disolvable stitches!, I thought they were expensive.

Taylor pops the cap on a medicine bottle and pours out a few tablets, he pops them in Abagails mouth.

"What are they?"

"Super tablets, that enables the body to heal faster and healthier, my dad had to steal these from his co-worker who fixed up the primeminister, you know how it is, the richest always getting the best" he shrugs again.

Jacob still holds Abagails hand, his cheeks glossy with the shine from tears.

A hand taps me on the back and I almost jump.

A little boy in a green shirt and dreadlocks hands me a cup of water, I scull it down, forgetting how tired I am.

I turn to Taylor."Now What?"

"We wait"

"For what?"

"Her to heal, it should take a week at least, but then who the hell knows. Help me move her?"

I nod. I pick her up and place her on the couch, placing a pillow under her head.

Survive please survive. I lay down on the floor at her feet. No way am I leaving her ever.

Thoughts swirl through my head and I come to a conclusion.

I love her.

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