A Peculiar Meeting Finished

Saoirse watched as Prim fell to the ground, horror filled the poor redhead's eyes and she collapsed. She couldn't even care about that stupid, stupid boy anymore, her friend was just...on the ground. Her hate and anger for him grew, he just watched her collapse on the ground and left...? Left her and maybe, possibly 'Wren' to deal with the now almost severly injured Primrose. Her breath was slowing and it was causing Saoirse to panic, she looked over at the librarian. "Ma'am, I'll come and clean this up later," it took a few moments to realize her breath was just as short as the collapsed Prim's was. That boy had really done a number on her...and she, him. She felt nothing more than remorse, she looked over at the blonde girl who was almost trailing out the door with similar fear in her eyes. "Tell him...I said sorry...Wren, thank you, please."

Saoirse didn't care about her injuries right now, she only cared about Prim's and the boy's. A bit of his blood had gotten on the side of her face, and it made her feel regretful, causing her to take out her little luck rock she had found by the stream and put down a 'few, little scrapes' well they didn't fit into any of the categories and would make quite the scars later but at least she had something to show him, he wasn't the only one with hate for one another that had shed blood. That she couldn't do well sh--about her anger, so she picked up Prim and threw her onto her shoulder. She took a breath and marched out the door to the Hospital Wing.