@basil_
(its either you dead or me dead but we never seem to be dead at the same time)
(its either you dead or me dead but we never seem to be dead at the same time)
(Hahahaha my mom made me get off the laptop, sorry. I'll be on all day)
M was not in the basement, and the blueprints that hung up on the wall were gone. There's a pool of blood where M had originally lain, and North could see bloody footprints (M doesn't wear shoes) leading up the steps.
North followed the footprints up the stairs where they ended abruptly at the top. "M?" She shouted out, hoping he'd respond.
M did not respond. The open main windows of the mansion brought in a pleasant breeze.
North ran from room to room, not finding M in any of them. She went outside, gazing out at the landscape. He could be anywhere.. She thought.
Well, no, not quite, remarked her thoughts. North could see a distorted human shape far off in the pool area from a large bedroom dressed in scarlet.
She ran as fast as she could towards the figure, stopping a couple hundred feet away from them. "M?" She asked quietly.
It was M, but he was undistinguishable because his lumpy gray sweater was stained almost black with blood. He seemed to have collapsed, and he was shaking gently.
Ah, here's the girl. So, your brother made sure that she couldn't hurt herself from the inside, and you ensured that she couldn't hurt herself from the outside. Smart, Zackary crooned, but what's she gonna do now?
North gasped and ran over to M. "What happened to you?" She asked looking for the source of the blood on his sweater.
The source of the blood seemed to be covered by some part of his body (he's curled up, sorry I didn't mention that). His head had uncurled from the rest, and his eyes were shut, and he was barely breathing from his mouth, which oozed blood.
"I'm going to help you. It's going to be okay." She said, hoping it was the truth. North gently tried to uncurl his legs from his chest unsuccessfully. "M you gotta let me help you please."
His legs did (like stated) not uncurl, but seemed to tighten up against him more, which made his eyelids flutter with pain. He twitched and groaned quietly with pain.
"M please!" She sobbed, taking his hands and intertwining them tightly in hers.
They were limp and bloodstained. M seemed to be unconscious, for he did not respond.
North gathered M in her arms and sat with him, crying into his bloodstained sweater. "Please wake up M, I don't want to be alone, don't leave me."
His head drooped over her shoulder, and his long, black hair hung in clumps over his face. His eyes fluttered open feebly and he coughed gently.
"I– my chest…" He wheezed quietly.
North hurriedly set M back down and lifted his sweater up so she could see his chest. "Oh my god M…" (what's wrong with him??)
(There's trauma there, so basically it shows signs of like repeated strikes there, and there are a few cuts from a rock or something. Or the knife, either one. But they're not deep. The bruises and trauma are much worse.)
M closed his eyes again and stifled a cry of pain.
"Okay..okay…What should I do M?" She said, starting to panic.
"Basement. Small vile–" He cut off with a short gasp. "Deep red. Labeled 'For Emergencies."
"Okay. Just hold on please." North said, shifting into a bird and flying towards the mansion. She ran down to the basement and found the vile fairly quickly. She made it back to M and opened the bottle.
His breathing had grown shallower than it was a few moments before, and he didn't seem to notice her there.
North tilted his head up and poured the liquid into his mouth. (sry gtg)
(ok, will you be back?)
He opened his eyes and drew his head away from her hand. He shook his head and put it back down. "You pour it on the wounds." His voice was alarmingly faint.
(idk on and off i think)
"Oh ok." She said and poured the liquid over his chest, making sure to cover all of the cuts and markings.
(Ok)
He twitched occasionally with pain, but the wounds themselves didn't heal. He closed his eyes gently, still shivering.
(ok ill basically be on until like 10 or 11 maybe)
North set the bottle down and carefully slipped her arms under him and picked him up. It took quite a while because M was taller and heavier than her but she made it to the mansion and took him to the closest bedroom and set him down on the bed. She laid down next to him and wrapped her arms around his middle.
(Sweet)
M twitched in the sheets and groaned gently with pain. "what are you doing here?" He said faintly, opening his eyes a little to look at her.
She smiled up at him, "I'm laying next to you, hoping you'll get some sleep."
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