I froze. My head slowly turned to see Jason doing the same, eyes trained on the woods. The noise came again, and I instantly knew that it was not just a rabit or bird. It was something else. Something big.
"Boys," I said, keeping my voice low and steady. "Get in the house."
"Wh-wh-what is that?" Stuttered Louis.
"Louis. Get in the house. Now." My voice had a warning in it, finality.
The boys began to creep their way back into the house, but Louis was struggling because of his full leg cast and Harry was making way too much noise. The noise came again, closer this time, and I could feel my heart beating against my rib cage.
"Quicker," I mummbled.
Louis took a longer, faster step...and fell over, making a huge crasssshhh as he fell against the floor.
The animal exploded through the trees.
"Grab Louis and go! NOW!" Jason screamed, his voice booming. Liam and Zayn grabbed Louis and then ran inside, closing the door in the progress.
I whipped around, breaking my gaze from the boys and saw that it was a bear. It was huge, male and full grown. I'd never seen a bear before, and I'd lived here since I was a baby. I knew that they roamed the woods, but I just figured that they kept to themselves. I guess that I was wrong.
The bear was standing there, on all fours, making a deep sound in his chest that could be described as a growl.
"Jason?" I asked, unable to keep the painc out of my voice. "Where's your gun?"
"Inside."
My hand began to creep to my bow and arrow that was resting on the table beside me. Jason saw what I was doing and I heard him shuffle as he tried to keep the bears attention on himself and off of me. My fingers touched the bow and arrow, and I felt safter almost instantly. Having a weapon in your hand can do that.
"JASON!" Someone screamed, and I turned quickly, grabbing the bow and arrow and bringing it up to my shoulder at the same time.
I had turned just in time to see the bear let out a deep, awful roar and explode onto my brother, burrying him under it's dark fur. I loaded an arrow quicker than I ever have before, and let it rip. The arrow caught the bear in the stomach, and it let out another roar and jumped off of Jason, leaving him in an unatural crumpled, bloody mess on the grass.
Not Jason, not Jason. He can't leave me too.
The bear was running towards me now. In a nanosecond, I loaded the next arrow and took a deep breath, trying to slow down my heartbeat and breathing. It hit the bear in it's shoulder, and the bear flew back shortly, giving me time to grab another arrow.
I shot just as the animal reached me.
It was a combonation of pure instinct and luck that saved my life. The arrow hit the bear straight inbetween it's eyes, kiling it, but not before it managed to claw my left arm, shredding the flesh that used to be there.
The bear fell to the ground, dead. I didn't give it a second glance though, nor did I to my arm, I was already running to Jason. I knelt beside him and studied him. He was already bleeding through his shirt and pants, and his eyes were closed. He was unconsious.
"God, Jason." I chocked out, aware that all the boys were watching me from the deck.
"Get over here!" I screamed at them, "Help me carry them inside! And someone hand me that cloth!"
They didn't move.
"SNAP OUT OF IT! HELP ME!"
They shook their heads and started to move. Liam, Zayn, and Niall all came over and lifted Jason with some struggle, but I really didn't care. They knew to move him to the basement. I snatched the cloth from Harry and tied it tightly around my arm, ignoring the pain.
I ran down the staircase just as they were setting Jason down on the table. All the equiment from when the boys came in was still there, which was insanely helpful.
I tore Jason's shirt off. I poured the alchol and Peroxide on his cuts, grabbed a towel, and dabbed at them. The towl was instantly soaked with blood. I grabbed the stripes and tied them around the worst cuts first, and only when I was done with his chest and torso did I realize that the boys had taken off his shorts and were already pouring alchol on those cuts.
I pushed them away and began to work on his legs. They weren't nearly as bad, and he only needed some on his ankles and thighs, and then some on his calves. When I finished I stood back, realizing that I had silent tears running down my cheeks and looked at him.
What else could I do?
"Nothing," Harry said quietly. "There's nothing else you can do for him." Oh. Had I said that out loud?
His eyelids fluttered. "Jason," I said softly. "Go back to sleep. But wake up, okay? You can't die."
He groaned in responce.
"Do you promise? Promise me you won't die. Please."
"Pro-miseeee," he moaned, then his eyes flew shut again.
I stood there for a second, just staring at him when an Irish accent said in my ear, "Let me look at your arm."
I chocked and held my arm out. I watched as his fingers undid the cloth and began to wrap it up, as gently and softly as I had done to my brother. He finished quickly, and I murmmered a, "Thank you, Niall."
He looked at the ground. "You were amazing out there, you know? We would all be dead if it weren't for you."
"I didn't do enough."
"You did a lot," Liam protested. "You did everything possible."
But I didn't want to hear it. It didn't help one bit. You now what would help? Seeing Jason normal again. So all I said in responce was, "Just go to sleep. I'll see you in the morning."
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