CHAPTER 5:

~*MEILIN'S P.O.V*~

"Blood loss." She repeats again, "Tarik is suffering from major blood loss. He will die if he does not receive blood. He is dying…" Tears are flooding down her face at this point, and her voice is cracking. "Tarik will die if he doesn't receive blood. Blood loss. Tarik is suffering from major blood loss. He will die… He will die… he will die…" She buries her face in her hands.

Abeke would've been better in this situation. Tarik is dying, and Lishay is in tears, and you are just standing there! Yeah, real good, Meilin.

"Lishay, they have blood stored in the cellar, I'm- They'll save him."

"How do you know? What if they don't have the right blood type? Who-"

"Lishay! Lishay. He's going to be fine! He's going to be fine."

Lishay sprang to her feet, her arms flying around Meilin's neck quick as a lightning strike. Meilin wrapped her arms around the other girl.

"I have known him since I was twelve. What- I- if he dies… What do I do if he-"

"He's strong. He'll make it through this. He's a warrior."

Lishay pulled away from Meilin, looking into her eyes. "I don't know what I would do if he dies, I mean, I could still go on, I've done it before… I just don't know… And not knowing is the worst part."

Yeah, I know. REALLY Short, but it seemed like a good place to end this Chapter. So sorry to make you guys wait so long for this! I'll update more often!

Leave a review or PM me for a special request for an SA fic, or an idea for something I could add into this fic, and I'll try my best to write or incorporate your idea into my writing.-IADS, Queen of Cliffhangers. (Yeah, I'm sticking with that)

P.S. Since this was started before Rise and Fall... TARIK SHALL LIVE! At least... For now... MWAHAHAHA!