"Nania! Nania!" Victor, her little brother screamed. He didn't get any response and screamed for help instead. It was useless, he thought. His parents are probably drunk asleep now. He grabbed her old version nokia phone and dialled emergency contact.
"Yes who is on the line? name and locat..."
"My sister...Nania..My sister fell...she is bleeding and and and.." He couldn't finish as tears stream down his eyes. The latter sensing that something isn't right hurriedly asked
"Your location"
"Wishton street...washton sorry...9th house"
"We will be there in 2 minutes. Stay calm and don't move before...." The latter didn't finish when Victoe hanged up the call. He tore his shirt and tried covering the bruises on her face but the blood kept gushing out.
"You...you will be fine okay? You will be fine " He keep telling himself and hoping for a response. He didn't get one and gently laid on her chest, waiting for the ambulance or whoever he had called.