Scarred Love (Page Seven)
#7 of Scarred Love
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"Don't worry, they are gone." I said glancing around the room and didn't see the older guy either, and I didn't hear anything, so he had most likely left when his friend went running, Alvara dropped the candlestick and came down the stairs.
"Are you alright?" She asked worridly. "Yes, why?" I questioned, other then a bump on my head, I was fine. "Your bleeding." She said and was looking at the side of my head, maybe it wasn't just a bump...
I reached up and felt around where I'd hit it, and indeed, a wet subtance coated my fingers, pulling my hand back into sight I saw the crimson fluid covering my hand. "Let me get some bandages!" She said hurridly and ran back up the stairs.
I sighed and walked into the livingroom I had sat in the day before, and plopped down onto the couch with a groan, it seemed that now that I had saw the blood and knew how bad my head was, that it hurt so much worse.
"Here." I jumped, I didn't even hear her come down the stairs, she turned me to the side and sat behind me, and sat down a pail of water and began dabbing at the wound with a rag, I winched at the sting but inhaled sharply and held my breath for a few seconds and inhaled between dabs.
"It is quite a cut, but I will sew it right up for you." She said, I could hear the normal gentle smile in her voice. "Alright, thank you Alvara." I said sighing again and moving my head forward for her, I heard some rustling as she was moving things around in a basket.
I peeked over at her and saw her removing a needle and thread, moving my head back around I waited for the first prick. "Okay, I'm going to get started, tell me if you want me to pause every now and then." She said, a moment later I felt the prick as she began painfully sewing up the gash. 'This is going to be a long morning...'