Storm realized that he had a cut on his hand and it was bleeding, she headed to the kitchen to check for the first aid kit.
After digging around, she was finally glad to find it and hurried back to the living room. She dropped it by the couch and went up to him.
He was looking at her and seemed to not care that she was in front of him. She took his hand, and even though he was reluctant, she managed to get him to the couch.
“What the f**k is it again?”
“Your hand, it’s bleeding.”
For the first time, he looked at his hand. “So what?”
“I got a first aid kit.”
“I don’t need it, it will heal soon.”
“Don’t make this difficult Chase, you can carry on with your drinking whilst I nurse your wound.”
“Suit yourself.”
She took out some spirits and cotton; she began to dab softly on his wou
