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Whumptober #18

alternative prompt - 8. Comfort

I was about to say: sorry for doing so much with that one idea basically, hope you're not bored of it by now.

But I'm working on getting into the mindset of "it's my blog I'm going to write for me" so let's not do that.

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"Jesus, Vi" Sasha said quietly as he watched her wake up and immediately try to sit up. He reached out to stop her.

"You really should've realized by now that getting up isn't that good of an idea". Vivienne didn't answer, but didn't move either, so that's something.

"How long -?" She was looking around the room now.

"Just a few minutes, I've checked on your bandages and you're not bleeding, so I think that was from exhaustion... - how are you feeling?"

"Dizzy and cold" Hm, he sure didn't expected her to answer honestly.

"Alright, wait a minute I'm going to look for a blanket." Looking at her Sasha did noticed that she was shivering a little.

It took him a good while because the apartment was a mess.

"I swear if you two won't start cleaning I'm kicking you both...-" but he stopped at the sight of tears streaming down her face. Well that's something new.

"What's going on? Are you in pain? Do you need something?" Sasha really couldn't remember the last time he saw Vi cry, so that really made it hard not to panic. Trying to at least appear calm he sat down next to her, and gently touched her face. "Hey, talk to me"

"I'm worried" Ah.

"And I guess it's not the fact that you almost bleed out today, that worried you? " She again didn't say anything.

"Fuck. Listen Vi, Cole's going to be fine. Alright? I promise. Everything is going to be fine, if you want I can -" but the message sound cut in the middle of the sentence. He took a quick glance, fuck.

"Shit, I have to go, I'm sorry." talk about bad timing "as soon as I get hold of Cole I'll tell him to get hiss ass back home immediately but -"

Vivianne had eyes closed but nodded briefly. "It's alright, I'll be ok."

He sit down next to her again

"Try to get some sleep then, and promise me you won't try to get up." He kissed her forehead "you know Cole wasn't the only one worried about you today".

Whumptober #19

first prompt out of order but I'm excited about this idea. It happens directly before my whumptober 9 and 10 (you can check them out if you want)

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tw: Lady whump, stabbing, blood, swearing

Vivianne wasn't answering his calls, he would just ignore that and go about his day, honestly it probably would be wierder if she picked up right away as she didn't do that very often, usually it took minimum five tries and a few hours of wait for her to call back, but today he couldn't get rid of a bad feeling.

Finally after finding out from Sasha that she was supposed to take over the job that Cole himself bailed on today - some negotiations, boring almost to death, but quite simple. So why she hasn't came back yet?

"Are you sure she was supposed to be here?" He asked his brother over the phone, after leaving the meet up place with nothing.

"Yes. And are you sure you're not overreacting? She can take care of herself, in my opinion much better than you." Sasha definitely wasn't happy about having to spend last 10 minutes on giving him directions on how to find the place.

Not bothering with an answer, Cole hung up on him and made his way to the narrow alley between two buildings. And froze when he saw a figure laying on the ground

Their back against the wall, head resting limply on the shoulder, and white hair falling onto their face....

Wait...white hair.

"Fuck" He sprinted to her side "Vi?" Frantically getting hair out of her face, he barely noticed that they were covered in blood. She was ghastly pale with blood dripping out of her nose.

"Can you hear me?" He tried to gently shake her but got nothing in response "Vivianne open your eyes, look at me!" He felt the panic in his chest, as his twin sister still hasn't reacted.

"No, please, no." She wasn't moving. His heart sank, as he noticed dark stain on her shirt. Large dark stain. "You can't be dead, please."

His hands were now covered in blood, as he inspected the wound near her ribs. It was a stab wound, no doubt about that, who the fuck did this to her?

"...n-n-no." She groaned quitely trying to move her hand to cover it.

"Thank fucking God" He thought as some of the weight form his chest was lifted and he got able to breath again.

"Vi, it's me, you're going to be okay, please you have to be okay" He cradled her in his arms, her eyes fluttered a bit when she tried to look at him.

"... pozhaluysta". Her eyes rolled back into her head, which fell limply onto his chest.

His blood boiled, taste of anger slowly filling up his mouth. Later.

"I don't know who did this to you, but I'm going to find them and I'll make them pay". Wrapping his arms tighter around her, he picked her up from the ground "but for now let's get you somewhere safe."

....

"Help her". This were the first and only words he said after entering the apartment.

"Christ" Sasha took a sharp breath but didn't say anything else as he picked her up from his arms and gently laid her down on a couch.

Both of them sucked at healing, but now with no other choice Sasha probably was a better option.

At least that's what Cole has been telling himself while pacing around the room.

His brother wasn't paying much attention to this focused, on a girl in front of him, and the attempts to get the bleeding to stop, even a little bit, but after a while of this, he took his eyes off his younger sister and focused on her twin.

"Could you please stop? You're distracting me, go outside and break something if you have to."

"Sorry." Cole said but hasn't moved an inch, all he could look at was Vivianne's blood - matted hair.

"She'll live...I think" After God knows how long, Sasha finally moved away from her. He briefly closed his eyes and sat in the armchair near the couch.

"You think?!" Cole didn't even noticed when it happened, but suddenly he was sitting on a floor beside the couch.

"Mind you I'm not a healer, I did what I could without risking to hurt her even more."

He lookeed at Vi again, she was unconscious but breathing, still pale and covered in blood.

"So now maybe tell me what the fuck happened?"

This was going to be a long night.