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“Annalise!”
His shout brought his brother’s running, as he reached to her mouth, to feel no breath. Her eyes were closed, and her chest wasn’t moving.
“No!” he didn’t know what to do, so he just grabbed at her, trying to shake the life back into her. “No! No! No!”
“Arthur, stop!” It was Gregory’s fiery redhead that grabbed onto him, pushing him backwards. He felt the strength of vampirism leave his muscles as he struggled against her touch.
“Get away from me!”
“No, you’re going to hurt her!” Rosa snarled at him, backing him up against the wall. Behind her, chaos was taking place. Gregory was on the phone with the paramedics while Brock was frantically trying to breathe life into her. With Rosa nearby, they all drew enough breath to help. But it also removed the flickering from Arthur’s vision, something he needed to see. His brother’s were blocking her limp body, lying on the floor, and he wanted nothing more than to be beside her.
“Let me to her!” His temper rose.
“Arthur, listen to me!” Rosa’s eyes pierced into his soul. “And don’t play games. I need to know if Annalise took something to injure herself.”
“WHAT?” He turned upon her, horrified and thinking he misunderstood.
“Don’t play dumb with me. I know the two of you had a suicide pack going on. You both want to die, that’s fine. But when the paramedics get here, they will need to know exactly what she took.”
Arthur sputtered at this.
“Nothing! Nothing! She’s sick, please, help her.”
Rosa searched his eyes for a minute, and then pulled back a little.
“Fine. That better be the truth, or she’s going to die a lot sooner than we knew.”
“She’s going to die?”
“Of course she’s going to die, Arthur,” Rosa rolled her eyes. “But not today, I hope. NO!” She yanked him back again, her ballet moves faster than his human reflexes. “Stay with me. There’s too many people there!”
Arthur ’s eyes were desperate, but Gregory turned around and gave him a look and he stayed routed to the spot, watching in terror as the paramedics arrived. When he saw them doing chest compressions though, he leapt forward, breaking Rosa’s grasp and screaming that they were hurting her. This time, it was Gregory that caught him, pulling him back.
“ Arthur,” he said, softly, and calmly with the voice of a king. “They are helping her. You cannot.”
“ Gregory,” Arthur turned to him. “I think I love her.”
“ Sshh,” Gregory replied, as they brought out the stretcher. He had a million things to say to that comment, but he said none of them, instead making sure that his brother wasn’t in his way. This is why he didn’t believe in love, this is why he couldn’t bring himself to be in love again. The pain on his brother’s face right now was more than he could bear to go through. “She’s breathing.”
“Can we go with them?” Arthur asked, and Gregory nodded. The paramedic heard this and turned.
“Does one of you want to come in the ambulance?”
“We’ll follow in the car,” Gregory said, sternly. He wished he could let Arthur go in the ambulance with her, but there would be too many things that he still didn’t know about, and it was likely that he would lose it again. “We’ll be right with you.”
“We’ll take her to St. Christopher’s.”
“Be right there,” Gregory said, holding Arthur back until the paramedic’s had exited. Only then did he feel he could speak freely. “Are you alright, Arthur?”
“Why aren’t we going?” his brother demanded and Gregory saw the old flair of power in him, the old regent come to the surface.
“Because I want to make it clear what is likely going to happen once we leave this house. We are going to go to the hospital, in the intensive care, likely, which is where they take patients with serious illnesses to give them the highest quality of care. There will be very strict rules and visiting hours and once we
His shout brought his brother’s running, as he reached to her mouth, to feel no breath. Her eyes were closed, and her chest wasn’t moving.
“No!” he didn’t know what to do, so he just grabbed at her, trying to shake the life back into her. “No! No! No!”
“Arthur, stop!” It was Gregory’s fiery redhead that grabbed onto him, pushing him backwards. He felt the strength of vampirism leave his muscles as he struggled against her touch.
“Get away from me!”
“No, you’re going to hurt her!” Rosa snarled at him, backing him up against the wall. Behind her, chaos was taking place. Gregory was on the phone with the paramedics while Brock was frantically trying to breathe life into her. With Rosa nearby, they all drew enough breath to help. But it also removed the flickering from Arthur’s vision, something he needed to see. His brother’s were blocking her limp body, lying on the floor, and he wanted nothing more than to be beside her.
“Let me to her!” His temper rose.
“Arthur, listen to me!” Rosa’s eyes pierced into his soul. “And don’t play games. I need to know if Annalise took something to injure herself.”
“WHAT?” He turned upon her, horrified and thinking he misunderstood.
“Don’t play dumb with me. I know the two of you had a suicide pack going on. You both want to die, that’s fine. But when the paramedics get here, they will need to know exactly what she took.”
Arthur sputtered at this.
“Nothing! Nothing! She’s sick, please, help her.”
Rosa searched his eyes for a minute, and then pulled back a little.
“Fine. That better be the truth, or she’s going to die a lot sooner than we knew.”
“She’s going to die?”
“Of course she’s going to die, Arthur,” Rosa rolled her eyes. “But not today, I hope. NO!” She yanked him back again, her ballet moves faster than his human reflexes. “Stay with me. There’s too many people there!”
Arthur ’s eyes were desperate, but Gregory turned around and gave him a look and he stayed routed to the spot, watching in terror as the paramedics arrived. When he saw them doing chest compressions though, he leapt forward, breaking Rosa’s grasp and screaming that they were hurting her. This time, it was Gregory that caught him, pulling him back.
“ Arthur,” he said, softly, and calmly with the voice of a king. “They are helping her. You cannot.”
“ Gregory,” Arthur turned to him. “I think I love her.”
“ Sshh,” Gregory replied, as they brought out the stretcher. He had a million things to say to that comment, but he said none of them, instead making sure that his brother wasn’t in his way. This is why he didn’t believe in love, this is why he couldn’t bring himself to be in love again. The pain on his brother’s face right now was more than he could bear to go through. “She’s breathing.”
“Can we go with them?” Arthur asked, and Gregory nodded. The paramedic heard this and turned.
“Does one of you want to come in the ambulance?”
“We’ll follow in the car,” Gregory said, sternly. He wished he could let Arthur go in the ambulance with her, but there would be too many things that he still didn’t know about, and it was likely that he would lose it again. “We’ll be right with you.”
“We’ll take her to St. Christopher’s.”
“Be right there,” Gregory said, holding Arthur back until the paramedic’s had exited. Only then did he feel he could speak freely. “Are you alright, Arthur?”
“Why aren’t we going?” his brother demanded and Gregory saw the old flair of power in him, the old regent come to the surface.
“Because I want to make it clear what is likely going to happen once we leave this house. We are going to go to the hospital, in the intensive care, likely, which is where they take patients with serious illnesses to give them the highest quality of care. There will be very strict rules and visiting hours and once we
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