"Okay we need something to get control over this bleeding, I can't see anything" He states as his tension rises, while hes still pressing his blood covered hands over Jakes wound. I look in terror as my heart has jump into my throat and feel as if I can't breath. I can't look away or leave to catch my breath. I wouldn't be able to live with myself Jake needs me right now to help Ian Save his life. It is the lest I can do for everything he's done for me. Now pull yourself together and breath I convince myself as tears stream down my face.
"Lindsey, What do you want to do here he's getting weaker." Ian announces greatly concerned. I rush over to him and give him the floss and needle, then I pull my shirt over my head. "This should do right"? I say hopefull. He nods hesitantly surprised. "Okay I need you to poor the Alcohol over his wound and my hands then do yours." He instructs. I poor it on his wound then Ians hands then he shakes them dry then I poor it over mine.
" I need him still ,hold him down the blood is clotting and starting to slow down and hes starting to wake up, I need to stitch him up" Ian announces. He starts sewing him and Jake groans loudly and twitches In pain. "Lindsey! Hold him still" he shouts. " I'm trying, Jake you need to stay still" I try to convince him while holding back tears. Jackson helps me hold him still. "His pulse is weakening, we need to hurry" Ian says and he starts to stich him again. Jake screams in pain as Ian stitches him and puts alcohol to clean the blood away. I run my hands through his sweaty hair. "SSshh,Jake your going to be okay, I'm here" I say softly trying to comfort him. He settles down and Ian is almost done stiching. After he's done Jake has passed out again. I look at him concern and feel his pulse it's started to slowly rise. Ian ties my shirt around his wound securely.
