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Eva wasn't a doctor. She had no fucking clue what to do for someone with a knife wound to the thigh. Jesus fucking Christ I did not sign up for this. Well, I kinda did, but that's besides the point. $60k is a lot of money. What can I say? She looked back down at the girl bleeding on the coffee table.
"Here, let me grab some clean towels from the bathroom," she said grabbing a handful of questionably clean rags from her cheer bag and holding them against Kate's thigh. She was going to ignore the fact that she was touching the girl's thigh. That was not the important thing in this moment. Knife wounds aren't hot.
Eva ducked into the porcelain palace and quickly found what she was looking for, the towel drawer. She had gotten very acquainted with the bathroom earlier when looking for a tampon. Was it socially acceptable to go rooting through someone else's bathroom? Not really, but she hadn't exactly been keen on going back into the middle of Murder Squad angst either. She was just here for the resume boost for college. Eye on the prize. For good measure, Eva grabbed the First Aid kit out of the drawer as well. Who knew how long it would take the ambulance to show up? Eva sure as fuck didn't.
The chaos in the main space of the basement contrasted greatly with the pristine calm of the white marble countertops and perfectly folded hand towels. Riley was tied up with exercise cables and Annleigh was crying about a landline.
"Annleigh, did you call the police?" she said, trying to bring Annleigh back to the moment. It seemed to work, but just as she was about to go back to trying to bandage up Kate's bloody thigh, Riley started yapping about how she was the victim, and Eva was not here for that.
"I'm really hoping they do," she said whipping out the video of Riley's confession and playing it back for the room to hear. There was something so satisfying about the look on the redhead's oh-so-punchable face as everyone turned their back on her. Kate groaned in pain, focusing Eva’s mind. "Let's get you upstairs where she's not watching us. Reese can you give me a hand?"
"Sure," Reese replied, putting down the small pink blunt force weapon she was hefting above Riley's head. Together, the two of them lifted Kate on their shoulders. The height difference between Reese and Eva made it a little difficult, but they managed in the end leaving Cairo to lock Riley in the basement.
Once they got Kate upstairs, they set her gingerly on the Williams’ white suede couch. Eva felt kinda bad for ruining such an expensive piece of furniture, but it was the closest thing to the front door that was comfortable enough for Kate to stretch her leg out on.
"Fuck," Eva huffed. "Did anyone grab the First Aid kit on the way up?" She realized that the only person who might have grabbed it was Cairo, but the senior cheerleader looked so shaken by what had transpired that Eva doubted that she had.
"Has anyone seen Annleigh?" Reese asked.
No one had. "Oh. Never mind there she is," Reese said pointing out the window at Annleigh who was at the community gate talking animatedly with the guard.
"So the First Aid kit is locked downstairs with the killer. Great," Kate grumped woozily. It was cute but also very worrying.
"Cairo, do you know where the Williams keep their bandaids?" Eva asked. "Cairo?" But the cheerleader clearly wasn't mentally with them.
"I would check, but I'd rather not go back to the bathroom here... Not after... well, last time." Eva looked at Reese. Right. She killed that guy Clark in there. Right. "Are you okay to keep an eye on her while I go look?"
"Sure. What do I do if she falls asleep?" Reese asked looking at Kate's rapidly drooping eyelids.
"Don't let her. Where is this bathroom?"
"Second hall on the left, fourth door. Or is it third? I'm not sure."
Eva tore off at a fast clip. Second Hallway. What was this? A mansion? Not quite, but it could have been. Several doors later, she found the bathroom. Now to find the bandages. Toilet paper. Towels. Fancy tissues. Hair products. Lube. Pads. Tampons. Hand towels. Soap. Medicine. Hydrogen peroxide. That was actually useful so Eva grabbed it, but where was the fucking First Aid kit? Then she spotted a small brown vial that just read New Skin on the label. Didn't sound like much, but after finding nothing else of much use, she figured it would be worth a shot and returned to the cute girl who might have passed out from blood loss by now.
She was right. Reese was standing over Kate frantically poking her neck??? What the fuck? "DON'T WORRY. I FOUND THE PULSE"
"You were supposed to keep her awake."
"Oh."
"Any sign of the ambulance or the police or Annleigh for that matter?" Eva said relieving Reese of her pulse duty.
"She's still outside with the guard. I'm going to go check on her. Just holla if you need anything," she said before heading off. Eva shook her head. Could this get any crazier?
"Kate? Kate, I need you to come back to me. I know the dark is nice and comfy, but I need you to come back to me." She pulled out her trusty pocket knife and gently cut away the girl's sweatpants around the wound. Once the bloody cloth was gone, Eva could see that the wound was worse that she thought. Apparently Riley had also twisted the knife before removing it. Eva's stomach turned but she forced herself to focus. Right now, she needed to disinfect this. "Kate. I don't know if you can hear me, but this is probably going to sting like hell." She took a clean towel and doused it in hydrogen peroxide before laying it on the wound. Kate did not appear to regain consciousness, which was concerning, but Eva was winging it on the assumption that a real medical professional would appear soon to do all the right things.
Once the wound was "clean enough," Eva set about reading the label on the bottle, but it just said New Skin. She popped the lid and winced. Burnthair smelled better than this shit. It hit her senses and sent her brain into overdrive, the same way super glue did to those kids in freshman year who decided they wanted to get high. She held her breath as her eyes started to do funky things. She took the small supplied brush on the inner side of the cap and painted the liquid on the wound that she was holding shut with her other hand. Since the label was unhelpful at best, Eva just slathered layer upon layer onto Kate's thigh, hoping it would dry before her brain went haywire from the fumes.
Suddenly, Kate's eyes shot open. "What happened?" she asked groggily.
"Oh, thank fuck, I thought I'd lost you." Eva sighed letting out the breath she had been holding for a reason, but not caring as much if she passed out because Kate was still alive, and that's what mattered.
"Yeah, nope. You're still stuck with me, Pizza Goddess" she said. Eva's head whipped up to look at Kate's face. She cocked an eyebrow and suddenly the smaller girl turned redder than the blood dried on the white sofa.
"Pizza Goddess?" Kate got two shades pinker. Eva was tempted to push her luck but she saw Kate's eyes widen and followed her gaze down to the wound on her thigh. Or the wound that should have been there. The wound that definitely wasn't healed enough to have a scab much less a fresh pink scar.
"Uhhh... I'm not going crazy right? I was stabbed in the leg. By Riley. That's my blood on the couch and trailing up the floor," Kate said carefully trying to piece it all together. The future climatologist could see the wheels turning in the other girl's head. "What did you do to me when I was out? Did I die and go to heaven? Is heaven just cute girls taking care of me?"
"I don't know. Is it?" Eva said, a warm feeling bubbling up in her gut. She tried to repress a shit eating grin, but it was too late. She needed an outlet for these feelings and shoving them down with a good dose of sarcasm seemed like the best option at the moment. "But all I did was put this New Skin stuff on your leg. It looked like this liquid bandaid stuff I had when I was a kid and would lose my bandaids at the pool."
"I'm going to try to stand up."
Eva looked at the girl in shock. "I don't think that's such a good idea." But Kate was not one to take no for an answer and carefully stood up on her own. "Oh okay. Wow. This feels totally fine." She did a few squats and walked around for a bit. "Where are the others? I want to surprise them." Kate strolled to the front door and walked out of the house. Eva was cleaning up the mess, pocketing the little vial of miracle liquid in the process, when she heard a series of shrieks from outside. She just smiled to herself and kept cleaning.
When the police came, they just focused on the whole “Riley admitted to murder” bit and glossed over the stabbing since Kate's New Skin miracle would have made their other claims less sound.