Chapter 47: Alien Expectations

Jody

"Axton," I breathed his name like a magical chant, not quite believing that my horned winged hero was back with me. The little I slept gave me nightmares about the Roulex ripping him to pieces and feasting on his flesh. "I-I'm so sorry I didn't believe you about the Roulex. I was blinded by their promises."

He didn't respond and I leaned back to look at him. Blood coated his face, chest, and everywhere I could see.

"Oh my God, you're bleeding." I pushed against him.

His body rolled away from me, but he didn't make a sound. No, no, no. I lay my ear over his chest. His heartbeat was faint.

I needed to tend to his wounds. There weren't any sutures around or even a needle and thread. All I had was the morning meal the Roulex dropped off. I jumped up and grabbed the water. A few paper napkins were on the tray as well as a chunk of moldy bread. Too bad I didn't have time to see if that would turn into something I could use to make penicillin.