Sunday, March 6, 2011

like an avelanche

Puck could barely figure out what was going on. After all, he was not used to this kind of world. For a second there he thought he might have been plunged into the deep end of the ocean. Yet he felt so alive but remained in quite a deep sleep, after awhile.

But when he felt for Tess, on her side of the bed. She was no longer there. Puck could still feel the heat of her left like an aura of some kind. Maybe heavenly. He bit his lip trying not to get to happy about it. He got up, pulled on his flannel pants. What was going on? Where was she? It was the dead of night. Soon enough, he heard her. Her words came like thunder behind the bathroom door.

He pushed it open further, saw the blood on bathroom tiles first thing. He stood there, practically unconscious. Watching Tess fight with a limp body sprawled on the bathroom floor.

"Wake up! You fucking asshole!" She screamed at Sal. Slapping him about to wake him. "All right! Don't wake up, for all I care. I don't want you too! Molly is better off! she's not coming back for you! Nobody wants you! NOBODY!" She was angry as she shook him and pulled him around in her lap.

"What are you doing?" Puck kept calm. "Have you done this before? Have ever seen him like this?" He waited, but she had no time for answers. "Well, do you want me to call 911?" Puck slightly shook with a cold chill. Thinking it was impossible to find his phone now.

"Go ahead." She just said as he walked off.

He was back in his bedroom when he heard the vomiting. He walked back to bathroom. She had Sal's head over the toilet. She held him while Sal made a noise as if he might be a lost animal. He panted slightly. It was not a pleasant sight.

"Do you still want me to call?" He looked at both of them as if this wasn't exactly like taking care of a sick dog.

"He'll be OK." She stayed with him as Sal floundered in her arms as if he might not be completely human, after all. "If we call. The cops will come. They'll ask questions. Sal might lose his job. And he can't afford that right now, can you?" She grabbed him by his lower jaw and turned him toward her.

Sal squinted hard. His face was wet. He looked pretty sick.

"Turn on that shower." She ordered Puck.

Puck did as he was told. He guessed she knew what she was doing. Saving Sal, evidently. He turned on the hot water. He got it warm for Sal.

"Do you do this...a lot?" He helped her with Sal. They scrubbed him with Ivory soap. Even his curls were drenched and suds as if they did this at three in the morning, every morning.

"Not really. Not anymore." She was matter of fact about it. She didn't seem to mind the blood or the vomit. They were wet themselves by the time they got Sal dried and bandaged. She kept him awake as they got  him back in bed. Tess made some strong tea and honey.

"Do you think he's all right?" Puck wasn't sure. Sal looked so out of it.

"He's never been all right." She sighed.

"I'll stay up with him." He thought she'd done enough. She poured some bleach on the bathroom floor and cleaned that up too. It wasn't too messy. But kind of.  "You don't think he lost too much blood?"

"Not really, he was only checking out the medicine cabinet." There were bottles of other cold meds on the floor.

Puck wasn't expecting this.

"What happened?" He winced.

"You'll just have to ask." Tess was indifferent. She took his hand, wanting him to take a shower with her now. He shook his head, no. He meant what he said. He was staying up with Sal even if he felt he was in a blanket of goosebumps.


Cait said...

Tess is remarkable. I think Puck sees that in her. Hope Sal knows how lucky he is. Now lets hope Puck does his part.

meg said...

That would be shock. But Puck is a good guy. Tess, wow, she really got in there to help Sal.

Cafe Fashionista said...

Tess is such a savior sometimes. :)

She is Sara said...

Wow Tess rocks!

lucy and sarah said...

Wow, she's tough.

a book of short stories said...

She's something. I'm glad she got Sal to come around.

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cady said...

Oh. My. God.
Tess is extremely capable in a crisis. I'm impressed.