Christy
Elie was laying on the floor eyes shut and body limb, he hadn't passed out totally but I freaked out. I've never seen such reaction really life, the blood pouring out from his mouth and all.
I pulled out my phone and dialed the 911, the phone rang for a second before it was pick up. Before I had the time to speak, my phone was snatched from my grasp by Elie.
He wiped the blood with his sleeve just like he knew how scared I was of blood. "I... I'm fine now," he said.
His pupils had resumed their normal, small size, but his eyes still remained piercing gray. He was still shaking slightly when he gave me the phone.
"You're not fine." I said.
He plops on the floor all of a sudden and grab his fabric covered chest. I went on my kneels beside him in worry.
"See? You need to see a doctor it might be a stroke or something." I said worriedly.
