[[Thanks Feyth. Sorry, every time I plan to go to someone's roleplay, someone else responds and I just go to that. Don't think I'm ignoring, it's just a lot of rp's on the forum right now D: ]]

I frowned as I could only hold her tighter.
"I told you, I'm not going to hurt you. I just saved you."
I said as I pulled her gently to where she was laying her head on my chest. I haven't had a touch from a human in a long time, I had to take what I could get.
My mind eagerly went to the image of watching the man that had a camera being drained from his blood in the most painful way possible.

Song just sobbed. He said he wasn't going to hurt her, but that's what the others had said the last time. She couldn't go through that again. When he pulled her up to his chest, she sprang up ad ran as fast as she could, knowing it would do know good. Except she jumped up wrong. Her foot twisted as she jumped, and she was sure it was sprained. She ran anyway, and knew that though she felt nothing yet, the pain would come when the adrenaline wore off.

I jumped from surprise when she left my arms and started for a run. I knew I could catch her but I couldn't run after her without her thinking I was going to hurt her.
"Hey!"
I screamed as she disappeared. It wasn't in a intimidating tone. Feeling defeated, I realized that I should just let her run. Sighing, I got up from where I was seated and stayed in this dead ended alley way. Since the guys I now fully hated found my alley, I had to get a knew one, why not this one?

She ran, her ankle throbbing. As she looked back, she was amazed to find he wasn't following her. She ran still, though. The further away she got, the better she began to feel. He couldn't track her now, could he? If she just lasted the night, she would be able to get home, and would never come to this side of town again. She was safe now, she thought.
At least, she did before she got shot.

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Billybob wandered around aimlessly, bored. How had she gotten away? Hearing someone running, he ducked round a corner to see that girl again, running. Well, well, well, he thought. Looks like I'm gonna have fun tonight afterall. Just to make sure, though... He took out his gun, and shot her leg. She collapsed in a pitiful heap. Walking over to her, he stood there staring at her, and realized he recognized her. She was trembling, trying to scrabble away, face down on the floor.
''Damn,'' He said. ''I've already done her.'' He shook his head and fired off a couple more bullets, one hitting her chest and two her stomach. He left her there then, to die of blood loss or cold once the night finally set in, whatever.

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Completely numb, all the light around her fading, Song slipped into unconciousness.

[[Note- I editted in more detail when I got bored.]]

Finally, I realized that just letting her run off was more dangerous then keeping her with me.
Well, that wasn't entirely true. I was truly the dangerous one.
But, I did start searching for her. I followed her scent as I ran the alleys, realizing she was already on the other side of the city - where I found her - I ran even faster.
The scent of her blood was stronger then before, though it smelled good, I was more worried about her safety.
I finally found her, on the ground, blood covering her chest and stomach. Soon, I realized why.
"No..."
I groaned to myself in defeat as I picked her up and started for a run to my fathers old house. It was a very old house. One miles away with human speed.
But, only 5 minutes away with my speed.
I knew what I had to do.
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As I believed, five minutes passed as I ran and held her - the blood that was covering me all over was driving me crazy - and I finally found my fathers old abandoned cabin in the middle of the woods. I went here once in a while, and I remembered seeing certain things that could help this girl.
As I set her on the ground - yes the cold rough dirty ground of the cabin. I was panicing, give me a break - I started brushing off the cobwebs and dust that was on the couch next to her. As I did this, I found myself licking my arms - which were covered in her blood. I tried to get my mind off of the taste as I picked her up and put her on the couch.
"Don't worry, this'll be quick..."
I said, hoping she was awake even though I knew that if she was, she'd try to run if she had the strength.

I found myself mumbling encouraging words to her as I watched her wake. I guessed she was in pain as I kept mumbling,
"It's alright. It's going to be, I promise. I shouldn't have let you run..."
I grabbed small tweezers and lifted her shirt up to her chest, to see the wounds on her stomach.
"Shh..."
I mumbled, putting a wet warm rag on her forehead before starting my task. Anything to make her at least feel a little better. 
I knew I was hurting her as I picked at her wounds and got the two bullets out, but it was now or when she was dead. So I did it quicker then I should have.
"It's almost done..."
I mumbled yet once again, as I put the two bullets on a table next to me. I put her shirt back down, and then examined her chest.
A smile came from my lips. A relieved happy smile that hasn't been on my face in a while. The bullet didn't go through her heart. It went to the side, maybe her lung, maybe right through to where nothing was wrong. She still had a chance, either way.
Hurriedly, I grabbed the tweezers again and played around the wound, looking for the bullet. Finally finding it, I put it on the table along with the tweezers. I grabbed the alcohol medicine bandages. Quickly, I wrapped the bandage around her chest securely. Then around her stomach.
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Everything was finished, and I hoped she hadn't bled to much. Now, I sat on the couch, by her feet. Waiting for her to fully wake.

If Song thought the pain was bad before, it was nothing compared to now. It felt like someone was sticking a knife into her stomach nd moving it around. The pain was so bad she felt dizzy, but eventually it stopped, and she felt someone wrapping something around her. A little while later she woke up.
Tired and groggy, feeling about to hurl, she tried to shift her body so she was sitting upright. Bad move. The pain was intense, and she felt tears stream down her sil closed eyes. She clenched her jaw and sat up, looking around her. Her eyes went wide at what she saw. Three bullets on the table next to her, all covered in blood she assumed was hers. She had a bandage wrapped around her chest and stomach that looked like it had been done with care. She looked to the opisite end of the couch, and her eyes went wide when she saw that lightning fast man again. She gulped. She thought it out. If he planned to do anything, there was nothing she could do to stop it. She looked at him and tried to stand up. It was rude to greet someone sitting down. She lurched forward, unable to withstand her own weight on her injured legs. One sprained, the other shot.

[[Wait, so is she on the couch stil? Or standing up? Or on the ground because she fell? Or did she land on the couch? DDDD: ]]

[[nononononono, your fine xD
I just didn't want to say 'he caught her' when she already fell. Bahahaha. xD]]

I watched her awaken, and take in her surroundings. I hoped she wasn't in pain, but I knew she was. It was obvious.
As she was about to fall, I instinctively caught her carefully and protectively.
"Please be careful..."
I said in a nice quiet tone as I picked her up gently and set her back down.
"Tell me how you feel."