Knowing Emily Walker✓

20. Weak and Pale

Edited.

Tyler's POV

After the twins finished drinking their smoothies, we began to watch a movie.

Mum won't be back till tomorrow. She has been working quite hard lately and it pains me to see her stressed.

"Ty, can we watch Mickey mouse?" Nick asks me and I groan

"I'm not going to watch that with you" I say

"Please!" Nickie says

"No" I say and they give me the puppy dog eye.

I have to resist. I don't know if their puppy dog eyes have black magic but it works a lot.

I hear a faint knock on the door, who the hell will be here at 9:30pm.

"Yes, you can watch that" I tell them and they both squeal.

I stand up and lazily open the door. "Why are you-" I start to say as I open the door but I get cut off when I see the person standing there.

It's Emily, there's a lot of blood around her body and her dress isn't worn well on her body. Her hair's scattered and she's shaking.

"What happened?" I ask as I walk towards her slowly

"I-" she says as she takes a step forward but fall. I'm able to catch her before the reaches the ground.

I then notice she's crying. I quickly pick her up bridal style, she looks pale and weak.

I walk into the living room. "Ty?" Nickie says slowly when she sees Emily

"You guys should go to your room and get ready for bed, I'll come and tuck you in" I say quickly. They both nod and run to their rooms.

"You'll be okay" I whisper to Emily when I feel her body shaking.

I quickly walk to my room and use my leg to open the bathroom door. I drop her on the counter and she rests her back on the wall.

I get the first aid box and stand in front of her. I begin to examine her body and realize she has a lot of cuts in her body.

I need to clean the blood first. I get a towel and run warm water on it before moving to Emily again.

"Can I remove your dress?" That's the only way I can clean all the blood.

She nods slowly and I carefully take off her dress. I gasp when I see more cuts and bruises on her tummy.

I push the fact that she's really hot right now to the back of my mind and begin to clean the blood.

It won't be really painful because it doesn't have methylated spirit on it.

I feel her gaze on me the whole time I clean her up. The only thing going through my mind is who did this to her? She has to tell me, she can't keep living like this.

I'm finally done cleaning the blood. I drop the towel and get the materials I need to clean her cuts.

From the look of it, this would hurt a lot. I look at her pale face, tears still streaming down her eyes but she has stop shaking.

"Emily, this might hurt a little bit" I tell her, she looks at me for a while then nods slowly.

When the cotton touches her skin she winces in pain. I keep on going slowly. I stop time to time to see if she's okay.

I finish the cleaning after some minutes, I put bandages on the cuts that needed it and iodine on the bruises that needed it.

I put the first aid kit back in the cupboard and throw away all the materials I have used.