A sisters love is stronger
Stained
KATS P.O. V
I opened the door to find Harry sprawled across the top step.
"MEG MEG!!" I screamed pushing my crutch aside and falling to my knees, "Harry" I whispered touching his face, patting his cheek gently to try and receive a reaction.
"MEG!" I scream hysterically, she walks groggily into the hall, then she sees me on the floor and Harrys face all mashed up.
"Get tissues! And oh I don't know! Help!" I shout, she runs off to et things.
I try grab him to hold him up, put his arm round my shoulder and heaved him inside.
I was struggling under his weight. He was 5"12 and I know im 5"7 but he is a guy!
I drop him onto the couch.
Meg came running in. I grasped a tissue and began to dab his face.
his chest was slowly rising and falling.
I gently rubbed the blood off his face.
"Is he dead?" Meg whispered
"no, he's alive. Look at his chest" I say quietly to her.
"what happened to him?"
"No idea, but it's bad"
once his face was cleared up, I moved to his arms.
"Meg get some peas or ice or something"
i push his sleeves up. His forearms all bruised Up. I place the peas on it. Reduce the swelling.
I clean his knuckles, dabbing them lightly.
Then his palms, all cut.
Maybe he was attacked?
"Ughh" I turned my face to look to him.
His eyes were opening, he groaned again.
He tried to sit up, I pushed him down.
"Kits I think we should...oh he's alive!" She shrieked.
"megs get him a drink or whatever he wants. I gonna get changed." I look down my tops stained with his blood.
I opened the door to find Harry sprawled across the top step.
"MEG MEG!!" I screamed pushing my crutch aside and falling to my knees, "Harry" I whispered touching his face, patting his cheek gently to try and receive a reaction.
"MEG!" I scream hysterically, she walks groggily into the hall, then she sees me on the floor and Harrys face all mashed up.
"Get tissues! And oh I don't know! Help!" I shout, she runs off to et things.
I try grab him to hold him up, put his arm round my shoulder and heaved him inside.
I was struggling under his weight. He was 5"12 and I know im 5"7 but he is a guy!
I drop him onto the couch.
Meg came running in. I grasped a tissue and began to dab his face.
his chest was slowly rising and falling.
I gently rubbed the blood off his face.
"Is he dead?" Meg whispered
"no, he's alive. Look at his chest" I say quietly to her.
"what happened to him?"
"No idea, but it's bad"
once his face was cleared up, I moved to his arms.
"Meg get some peas or ice or something"
i push his sleeves up. His forearms all bruised Up. I place the peas on it. Reduce the swelling.
I clean his knuckles, dabbing them lightly.
Then his palms, all cut.
Maybe he was attacked?
"Ughh" I turned my face to look to him.
His eyes were opening, he groaned again.
He tried to sit up, I pushed him down.
"Kits I think we should...oh he's alive!" She shrieked.
"megs get him a drink or whatever he wants. I gonna get changed." I look down my tops stained with his blood.
I love it
3/17/14