Ash stood, hearing the girl's sarcasm, "Hey, that's enough. We tried to help you, if you don't want our help next time then fine, but don't take it out on somebody else." she calmly stated before walking over to the other girl with the laptop. "Are you okay?" Ash asked her quietly.
Millie didn't want to cause anymore drama, enough people already hated her. " No, I just have these sudden urges, you don't have to say anything to me. I messed up and it wasn't okay, I'm just going to go sit down." Millie insisted. Almost tripping over herself, she made it to the table with almost half of the contents of her bag on the floor. She began to pick them up, feeling stupid.
"She's probably just stressed and upset about the spilled coffee. I wasn't your fault." Ash reassured the girl, trying to let her know she did nothing wrong.
" Yeah, yeah totally, she wasn't just pissed at me because I was curious… right?" Millie looked up at the girl, genuenly curious to what her answer was.
"You don't have to worry, I don't think we hate you. I don't." He said, kneeling to help her pick up her stuff, this was actually his third time today doing this.
" Nah It's fine you don't have to help, It's just a few odd things in he…." Millie trailed off, putting her hand in the bag and bringing it out of blood running down her finger wasn't her plan. She began to feel nervous so she just stuck her hand in the bag again, the cut worsening and deepning.
"Right. I'm sure she was just mad about the coffee." Ash smiled at the girl bending down to help her with her stuff as well. "The name's Ashera but I go by Ash." she introduced herself, pausing picking up a pen to hold out her hand to the girl.
"Is something wrong," Ash asked, noticing the girl was hiding her hand, "What's wrong with your hand?" she finished.
Millie gulped, trying to remember what she put in her bag to cut it this deep. Her hand was numbing by the second, she could tell it was beginning to cut through an atery. She looked up and faked a smile, shoving her hand deeper into the bag, " I, I don't know what your talking about… my hand is just, in my bag." Millie replied, wincing a bit.
"Yeah, are, are you OK?" He asked.
Millie's hand started to un numb and she shot it out of the bag out of pain, " GAH!!!" She shouted, wanting to scrumage through her bag, but instead wrapping her hand in her shirt.
"Hey." Niko said, catching sight of blood. "Quick as a wink, he dug in his bag, and got out dome gauze."Let me see your hand." He asked.
Millie winced, used to the pain she held out her hand. " I don't know what gauze is going to do I never had medical attention for wounds like the ones I get before. " Millie whispered to them, unaware of how mentally insane she sounded
"How did that happen?" Ash asked, worried for the girl's hand. It was bleeding a lot more than it should have been. "I think we need to take you to a doctor," Ash said after looking at the girl's hand, "it looks like you might need stitches." she finished.
"Agreed." Niko said, bandaging up her hand, and making sure everything was fine. "Let's go." He added.
"I have my car, if we want to just take that." Ash offered, pulling out her keys and unlocking her bright red Ford truck.
" o…okay," Millie said hesitantly, grabbing her bag and laptop. her phone and important stuff was tucked in there tight so it couldn't have fallen out.
Niko escorted Millie in so that she didn't have to use her hand. "It's not far." He said.
Ash shoved her keys into the ignition and waited for everyone to buckle their seat belts before driving out of the parking lot and down the road towards the hospital. "Just keep an eye on her hand and make sure you're applying pressure to try and stop the bleeding." she called to the two in the backseat.
"Way ahead of you." Niko said, as they rounded a bend.
"Almost there." Ash informed them, turning another corner. They soon reached the hospital parking lot and she parked, unlocking the doors, and pulling the keys out of the ignition. "Let's get you inside so they can fix that up for you." Ash told the girl, attempting to help her out of the truck so she wouldn't have to worry about her hand.
As they got into the hospital, Niko held the door open for them, he pulled out a paycheck and slammed it onto the desk.
"This girl needs medical attention." He said, escorting her in.
"It's gonna be fine, sweetheart, don't overreact."
Ash, helped her sit, grabbing a few pillows to elevate her hand while they waited for the doctor.
"Are, are you, fine?" He asked, wondering. "I hope it's not to bad?" He watched intently.
"Does your hand hurt? Do you need something for the pain?" Ash asked, jumping in with the boy named A's questions, as she was really worried about the girl and the seemingly deep wound on her hand.