• SALVA ME • •NATIESE• VERSÃO INGLÊS

• Chapter Second •

The doctors were already helping patients in the crumbling mall all day. Priscilla  could no longer stand on her feet, and Lauren noticed her friend's fatigue.

- All right Pri? – The latina asked, approaching her friend with her eyes full of concern.

Priscilla  smiled.

- Laur, I haven't slept in almost a day, I'm exhausted. But that's all I promise.

- He is sure?

- I have Jauregui, that's all, I think I'll just walk around...

- Okay, if you need anything, I have my cell phone, okay? – Lauren said, swinging the device she had taken from her pocket.

- Let it go, if I need your care, I'll let you know - The brunette said moving away from her friend and heading towards the rubble.

Priscilla  walked over the pieces of concrete on the floor.

A noise caught the brunette's attention. A light tap on what appeared to be a pipe. Priscilla called the fire department, saying someone was there.

- Doctor Pugliese, there's no one there, we've already searched.

- Okay, I'm going crazy then – The brunette answered the fireman dryly.

As soon as Priscilla  was alone again, the light knock returned.

The brunette sighed.

- Let me see this myself... just for my face, to be looking for people instead of firefighters - The woman talked to herself as she crawled to pass through the rubble.

As it was after eight at night, the sky was already dark, and it was difficult for Priscilla to see, her only source of light was the flashlight of her cell phone.

- Is anyone there?

A moan was heard by the brunette and she continued to crawl until she found the slender body of a brunette woman lying on the ground, one of her legs trapped by a piece of concrete. The woman stirred when she saw her.

- No no no no no. Stay still. Priscilla spoke and, now having enough room to walk, approached the woman, sitting down beside her head.

- Help me please. - Asked with a weak voice.

- Okay, I'll try, but you need to calm down ok?

- Ahem... - The woman replied, her brown eyes staring at the brown irises that somehow gave her a bit of calm.

- Great, what's your name? Priscilla asked, not noticing the brown eyes locked with hers. I was too busy staring at the leg of the woman who was trapped.

- Um... Natalie Smith.

- Okay, Natalie, I need help here with you, I'll be right back.

Priscilla started to get to her feet, but was stopped by Natalie's hands, which gripped hers.

- No, please don't leave me alone.

The brunette was talking and Priscilla could hear the fear in the girl's voice. The brunette sighed.

- Okay, I'll try to use the cell phone then ok?

Natalie nodded, slowly releasing the other woman's hands.

Priscilla dialed the desired number and put the phone to her ear.

~on call~

- All right Pri? Lauren asked worriedly.

- With me everything...' But I need help, you and Mila, and also firefighters.

- Pri... where are you? Lauren asked afraid of the answer.

- Under the rubble, with a woman with her leg tied up. I need you. – Priscilla replied calmly.

Priscila, ver out of there now there's still danger of collapsing' Lauren yelled on the other end of the line

- I'm not leaving, she's scared to death, I'm not leaving her alone - The brunette said decisively. - Come here and bring Camila and firefighters with you, I think we're close to where that cafe you and I used to come to, you know?

- Priscilla you are crazy! But okay, I'm coming, be careful.

~off call~

- Okay, I already called for help. Take it easy, okay? - The brunette spoke in a reassuring tone.

- Thank you... - Natalie thanked more calmly, but soon the terror returned.

- Hey, hey, what's up? - Priscilla asked seeing the sudden change in the woman.

- My leg...  You're not going to amputate, right? – he asked looking into her brown eyes.

Priscilla looked away.

The truth? She didn't know if she was going to manage to keep Natalie's leg.

- I... I don't know.

- Please, I'm a professional dancer, I need my leg to work. – the brunette had tears in her eyes.

- Calm down, look, let's not think about it, ok? Calm down, it's better.” Priscilla gave Natalie one of her hands, which the blonde gripped tightly.

- What's your name? – She asked suddenly.

- What? Priscilla asked distractedly as she watched the woman lying down.

Your name...

- Priscilla. – The brunette replied with a weak smile on her lips.

- Priscilla... I like your name. – Natalie replied staring at the brown irises.

- Thanks.

The smaller one gave a mocking smile.

- I told Rodrigo that I shouldn't have left France, I said that this country only brings me bad luck.

- Rodrigo? Your boyfriend? – Priscilla asked trying to distract the brunette.

- What? No, he's married, and I don't play on that team. He is just my friend. - Natalie said.

- Oh, you live in France? “Priscilla kept talking so Natalie  wouldn't be so nervous.

- I've been living for about ten years. I went there to escape the life I had here and look, I think I was right, it's like some curse, whenever I step into this damn country, something happens to me.

- And if France is better, what are you doing here? – Priscilla asked really interested.

- My friend... she's getting married in a few months, and she wants me as a godmother, I was going to surprise her, I was going to stay here until the wedding, I miss her there in France... But being stuck in shopping that collapsed was not in my plans...

Just as Priscilla was about to respond, she either saw someone call her name.

- Priscilla. – Lauren screamed.

- I'm here Lauren. Priscilla yelled back, not getting up or letting go of the hand Natalie was holding.

A few minutes later Lauren appeared.

- Priscilla for God's sake, so you kill me! – The Latina slapped her friend on the shoulder before breathing in relief to see her well.

- Lauren! Act professionally! Then you hit me! - Said pointing to Natalie.

- OK sorry. - He turned his attention to the brunette on the floor. – Are you feeling your leg? - Asked calmly.

- So-so.

- What do you mean 'more or less'? – Priscilla asked.

- Well, I imagine that, someone who has his leg stuck in a giant piece of concrete, feels a lot of pain, and I'm feeling a little, but... I can handle it - Natalie explained.

Lauren and Priscilla looked at each other. This was not good. But the thoughts were cut off by someone else arriving in space.

- Oh my God! Natalie?