14 April 2012
Chapter Seven.
We restarted in the kitchen. On one hand it was the easiest room due to the fact that 70% was bad food that needed binning. But at the same time it was the hardest, all the fragile China sets and Crystal glasses, it took a lot of time to pack up.
Eventually we got to the draws which just had cutlery in them. Nothing exciting at all.
"Ouch, ahh god, thats not good." I could tell by the tone in Scott's voice that he had to reframe from cussing. "God Scott, what've you done now?" but he needn't tell me, I saw as soon as he turned around. "Oh god, run it under some water try and clean it." Scotts hand was dripping with scarlet blood. "Here, let me look at it." Upon closer inspection i realised it wasn't as bad as I initially thought. There was a pink line going from the back of his thumb to the centre of his hand. "A plaster will be enough for now but you'll need to properly clean it when you get home." i turned and reached for the medicine cabinet whilst he sarcastically muttered "yeh mum" under his breath. "Damn, all out. I have a first aid kit in my car, ill be back in a sec."
I walked out of the kitchen towards the front door when something caught the corner of my eye... Grandma. No she couldn't walk that fast, anyways she was gone. I peered in to the dining room, where i'd saw the figure go, but nothing... "Dont mind me, ill just slowly bleed to death here..." Scotts sarcastic whining broke my train of thought, so i continued on my journey to the car.
I got all the way to my car before i realised that i actually didn't have my car keys.
"Scott, have you seen my keys?" I asked as I reentered the house. "Oh look who's losing things now little miss perfect. No I'v not." "Damn, well help me look." "I can't I'm bleeding to death here." "Drama queen." I mumbled as i began my search alone...
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