Strangers

"Y-yeah come in." The blue haired guy stutters, looking down at the body in my hands. "We'll go to one of the guests rooms upstairs. Can you make it?"

"Yeah." I groan, struggling with her weight. "I can make it." I follow him the rest of the way and into this hallway which lead into a large room probably the size of my whole house. It had a built in bathroom and a tiny kitchen- like an apartment.

"A friend of mine will be waiting for you. Get cleaned up, you've had a long day." He tells me.

"I need to stay here with her." I point my head in her direction.

"You need to get cleaned up. You've got blood all over your clothes." He nods his blue hair in my direction. "When your done we'll see about you seeing her, yeah?"

"When will she wake up? What if I'm not there?" I ignore him, firing questions at him.

He walks over to Amara and pulls her shirt up so he can get a good look at her wound. "She won't be up for a while. This is pretty bad."

I nod and stand there for a moment, trying to get the nerve to go. "Go." He says, nodding to the door.

My feet break off from the floor, and I exit the room and into the hallway, not really know where to go. I take notice in the painting that hang on the wall. The brush strokes seem so delicate, just like life. I'd say the painter put a lot of work into this. I bet all of these painting could go for thousands of dollars.

"You seem lost." A voice sounds from behind me. "You must be our guest."

A tall blonde man nears me, sounding and well, looking a lot normal than the blue haired guy. "My sister. Have you seen her?"

"I'm Luke." He puts his hand out. "I'll lead you to the cleaning rooms."

"But my sister. H-how is she?" My clammy hands start to shake and I can feel myself panicking.

"After your clean you can see her. You wouldn't want your germs to spread to her would you?"

With a sigh I follow him into the washrooms and he gives me a new pile of clothes. "Towels are under the sink." He says and with that he leaves.

I turn on the faucet and not knowing how to turn on the hot water, I take a cold shower. Not that I really cared though--my body was already numb. I watch as the blood drips off of my body and down to the drain where it belongs. The scariest part is, is that I have no clue who's blood it is. My sister's? My mum's? Or my own?

I step out and the cool wind mixes with the water and makes me shiver. The clothes he gave me consisted of a fresh white tee, and some long kakis. After I pull them on, I find myself walking through the house again, this time my bare feet make noise whilst sticking to the cold marble floors.

"Would you like to see your sister?" Luke's voice startles me. Instantly, I nod. "Follow." I obligate and come back to the room that contains Amara. This time she is hooked up to wire and tubes and a beeping machine

"Will she be okay?"

"Of course. Healing will take time, but right now it's hard to see the outcome. Get some rest and we'll talk tomorrow, okay?"

I look around the room and find a bed next Amara and nod. Both Luke and the blue haired guy leave me be as I climb in next to Amara. As thoughts run though my head, her beeping machine is what's puts me to sleep.

Notes

I know it sucks, but I had no time to do a big chapter. And I know it seems rushed, but I will try to update tomorrow and make it better. You can vote, subscribe and comment it you want to