Frozen
Chapter Two:
Naomi raced to the rooftop with the others holding rope while the other carried blankets. Securing the rope to one of the chimneys, Naomi began waving her arms and calling down to the lone group of survivors. There were only seven of them. They looked up and began waving frantically at us, screaming for help. Naomi tossed the rope over the side. “Tie it around your waist and we’ll pull you up!” Lee shouted. One of the girls with black and purple hair picked up the rope as one of the black haired men secured it to her waist.
“Ready,” the girl called up. Naomi signaled to the others, and together they began pulling her up. Soon there were only two left down in the snow.
“Uh, guys, are those wolves,” asked one of the girls with a British accent.
Naomi stopped what she was doing, and looked over towards her left. “Shit,” she hissed. She tossed down the rope and screamed, “No time for one at a time, grab the fucking rope!” the wolves were gaining speed and were approaching quickly towards the two struggling to hold on the rope as the group struggled to drag both men up the side of the building. One of the wolves jumped up and dragged one of the boys down.
Suddenly, a loud bang reverberated through the air. The wolf that had jumped on the man fell to the ground with a hole in its head. Naomi held a smoking gun out in front of her. The two men down on the ground looked on in shock at the dead body, while the large group standing on the roof with Naomi stared open-mouthed.
“Naomi, where did you get that gun?” Kellin asked.
There were still two wolves growling in the snow. One of them advanced towards the fallen and bleeding man. Naomi pulled the trigger and the wolf went down with a thud. She aimed at the second wolf and fired again. “Don’t just stand there, pull them up!” She yelled over her shoulder. The man still holding onto the rope wrapped an arm around his friend and held him tightly as they dragged them up onto the roof.
The group of strangers hugged and laughed at the near death experience and the fact that they were now saved.
“Naomi, you want to tell us where you got that gun,” Tyler asked as he rubbed his rope-burned hands.
Naomi shook her head no.
“I don’t have to explain myself, Tyler. Besides, I just saved their lives,” she replied as she pointed to group hugging one another.
Without another word, Naomi made her way inside. Not wanting to be left out in the cold, everyone soon followed her lead. Naomi led them back to the grand room, and grabbed the first aid kit. She made Tyler sit down and rubbed ointment on his hands before moving on to the man that was bit.
She kneeled down before him, and spoke softly. “My name is Naomi.”
“I’m Andy; these are my friends Ashley, Jake, Ella, Jinxx, Sammi, and CC.”
“These are my friends: Kellin, Tyler, Marci, Lee, and Pressley.” Everyone waved and sent small, nervous smiles to one another. They were all strangers forced together under extreme circumstances. They would have never met, never would have known each other’s names, if it wasn’t for the fact that the sky is falling right in front of their eyes.
Naomi cleared her throat, “Um, Andy, I need you to take off your shirt if you want me to clean you wound.”
Andy swallowed the lump in his throat and began taking off his jacket, hoodie, and long-sleeved shirt. He had on muscle shirt, but it was stuck to his chest in a bloody mess. Naomi pulled back her hair into a ponytail so she could get to work, thus exposing the long scar on the left side of her face. The discolored line ran up her cheek, making the newcomers wonder how she received such a scar.
Naomi squirted some germ-ex into her hand and rubbed her hands together before picking up the scissors. She cut the shirt off of Andy and gently pulled it away from the bleeding wound. “This is going to hurt,” she mumbled as she poured some alcohol on it.
Andy cursed at the burning pain on his chest; the wolf had dragged its claws across his chest marring the heart-shaped tattoo on his pale skin. After cleaning the wound, Naomi grabbed a needle and medical thread began stitching the wound closed before applying a bandage.
“I’m sorry about your tattoo, the wolf’s claws really messed it up,” Naomi whispered as she wiped her bloody hands on a towel. She tossed the towel into the fire then applied more germ-ex to her hands before cleaning up the medical tools and putting them away.
“Thanks for stitching me up,” Andy winched as he shrugged back into his long-sleeved shirt and hoodie.
“You guys must be starving, and cold,” Marci smiled as she stood next to Naomi. The group nodded. “I’ll go find some warm clothes while Naomi goes to get some food and drinks. You can follow me if you’d like, I’m sure you don’t want to change in front of us.”
Jake and Jinxx nodded as they wrapped their arms around Ella and Sammi. Marci smiled and led them out of the room, while Naomi made her way towards the kitchens. She purposely took the long way as to avoid seeing her father’s office. It was just too painful to bear, and she didn’t feel like falling apart in front of a bunch of strangers.
“Ready,” the girl called up. Naomi signaled to the others, and together they began pulling her up. Soon there were only two left down in the snow.
“Uh, guys, are those wolves,” asked one of the girls with a British accent.
Naomi stopped what she was doing, and looked over towards her left. “Shit,” she hissed. She tossed down the rope and screamed, “No time for one at a time, grab the fucking rope!” the wolves were gaining speed and were approaching quickly towards the two struggling to hold on the rope as the group struggled to drag both men up the side of the building. One of the wolves jumped up and dragged one of the boys down.
Suddenly, a loud bang reverberated through the air. The wolf that had jumped on the man fell to the ground with a hole in its head. Naomi held a smoking gun out in front of her. The two men down on the ground looked on in shock at the dead body, while the large group standing on the roof with Naomi stared open-mouthed.
“Naomi, where did you get that gun?” Kellin asked.
There were still two wolves growling in the snow. One of them advanced towards the fallen and bleeding man. Naomi pulled the trigger and the wolf went down with a thud. She aimed at the second wolf and fired again. “Don’t just stand there, pull them up!” She yelled over her shoulder. The man still holding onto the rope wrapped an arm around his friend and held him tightly as they dragged them up onto the roof.
The group of strangers hugged and laughed at the near death experience and the fact that they were now saved.
“Naomi, you want to tell us where you got that gun,” Tyler asked as he rubbed his rope-burned hands.
Naomi shook her head no.
“I don’t have to explain myself, Tyler. Besides, I just saved their lives,” she replied as she pointed to group hugging one another.
Without another word, Naomi made her way inside. Not wanting to be left out in the cold, everyone soon followed her lead. Naomi led them back to the grand room, and grabbed the first aid kit. She made Tyler sit down and rubbed ointment on his hands before moving on to the man that was bit.
She kneeled down before him, and spoke softly. “My name is Naomi.”
“I’m Andy; these are my friends Ashley, Jake, Ella, Jinxx, Sammi, and CC.”
“These are my friends: Kellin, Tyler, Marci, Lee, and Pressley.” Everyone waved and sent small, nervous smiles to one another. They were all strangers forced together under extreme circumstances. They would have never met, never would have known each other’s names, if it wasn’t for the fact that the sky is falling right in front of their eyes.
Naomi cleared her throat, “Um, Andy, I need you to take off your shirt if you want me to clean you wound.”
Andy swallowed the lump in his throat and began taking off his jacket, hoodie, and long-sleeved shirt. He had on muscle shirt, but it was stuck to his chest in a bloody mess. Naomi pulled back her hair into a ponytail so she could get to work, thus exposing the long scar on the left side of her face. The discolored line ran up her cheek, making the newcomers wonder how she received such a scar.
Naomi squirted some germ-ex into her hand and rubbed her hands together before picking up the scissors. She cut the shirt off of Andy and gently pulled it away from the bleeding wound. “This is going to hurt,” she mumbled as she poured some alcohol on it.
Andy cursed at the burning pain on his chest; the wolf had dragged its claws across his chest marring the heart-shaped tattoo on his pale skin. After cleaning the wound, Naomi grabbed a needle and medical thread began stitching the wound closed before applying a bandage.
“I’m sorry about your tattoo, the wolf’s claws really messed it up,” Naomi whispered as she wiped her bloody hands on a towel. She tossed the towel into the fire then applied more germ-ex to her hands before cleaning up the medical tools and putting them away.
“Thanks for stitching me up,” Andy winched as he shrugged back into his long-sleeved shirt and hoodie.
“You guys must be starving, and cold,” Marci smiled as she stood next to Naomi. The group nodded. “I’ll go find some warm clothes while Naomi goes to get some food and drinks. You can follow me if you’d like, I’m sure you don’t want to change in front of us.”
Jake and Jinxx nodded as they wrapped their arms around Ella and Sammi. Marci smiled and led them out of the room, while Naomi made her way towards the kitchens. She purposely took the long way as to avoid seeing her father’s office. It was just too painful to bear, and she didn’t feel like falling apart in front of a bunch of strangers.
Notes
Thank you to Mak-a-doodle for givng me hope to continue this story, as well as being the first to comment! So far my story has 8 reads, 2 comments (one of them mine :)), 1 vote, and 1 subscribers. Thank you so much, and I hope you contiue to enjoy the story. :)<3 Alexis
9/2/13