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Innocent Devil's Harem | Chapter 15-1: My Girlfriend Attacked My Sexy Housemate!
A low growl unexpectedly startled me awake, my eyes popping open as all my senses focused downstairs, the sound similar to the rumbling of an aggressive dog ready to attack. Instantly, even without looking, I knew right away that Gabriella wasn’t in bed with me, because her scent wasn’t as potent.
Instead, she was downstairs.
And her scent was hostile, my housemate’s aroma tainted with panic.
I bolted out of bed the moment I heard Serenity speak up, her voice breaking. “G-Gabriella?” she said in confusion and alarm.
I heard the growling move, faster than I’d think possible for a normal person.
Just as I reached the top of the stairs, Serenity screamed, Nick already dashing past the foyer into the kitchen. Skipping the steps entirely, I leapt straight down to the bottom, landing hard on the floor only to twist just in time to see Nick go flying against a chair, tumbling like he’d been tossed from a pickup truck in full motion.
Time seemed to slow as I finally registered what I was seeing, now that Nick’s body wasn’t obstructing my view.
Gabriella was on top of Serenity on the floor, my housemate’s forearm in her mouth in an obvious attempt to block an attack for her throat. But what left me confused was the color of my fiancé’s body, her hair an even more vibrant red, her crazed eyes a more vibrant green, and her normally pale skin now a deep tan like she’d been outside all summer…
I didn’t have time to process further, bolting for them as fast as I was physically capable. Because the attack was sincere, the hostility unmistakable, Gabriella clearly out for blood as she actively sucked on my best friend’s arm, her teeth buried deep.
Without hesitation I jumped over Gabriella’s back, straddling her as I jerked my hands down and jabbed my fingers into the joint of her jawbone on both sides, just below her ears, knowing it was a major pressure point.
Gabriella shrieked even louder than Serenity had, quickly pulling away as I instantly enveloped her in an almost crushing embrace, yanking her off my housemate.
Serenity sounded like she was hyperventilating as she started scooting backwards on her elbow, her eyes wide, her scent thick with panic, desperately trying to get away even though I had her assailant now.
In the meantime, Gabriella’s scent instantly shifted to alarm. “Oh my god. Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!” Her scent then shifted to guilt and remorse. “Serenity! Oh my god, Serenity! I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, I didn’t…” Her voice trailed off as she sobbed.
My own thoughts finally caught up to me, realizing the wound was nothing like my own controlled bite from last night. This was like my friend had been attacked by a ravenous wolf…or starving bear…
“Nick!” I barked, focusing on his stunned expression, still on his ass on the floor. “Get the bleeding to stop!”
Serenity’s face was as white as a ghost now, her brown eyes looking pitch-black, her hyperventilating beginning to sound like she was borderline panic-crying, not even making an effort to stop the profuse bleeding, still just staring up at Gabriella like she was terrified of a second attack. Or at least in shock that it happened in the first place.
Nick finally snapped out of his stupor and hurried to his feet, grabbing a dishtowel and kneeling next to her to cover the wound.
Gabriella was sobbing now, limp in my arms, with me holding all her weight. “I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to, I’m so sorry.”
After checking the wound more closely, Nick looked like he was about to puke, before speaking up after taking a second to collect himself. “This is really bad. It’s going to need stitches.”
“Should we call an ambulance?” I asked seriously, not about to let Gabriella go, in order to call myself – not when I wasn’t confident that she wouldn’t attack again. “Or do you think it will be safe to drive her to the hospital?” I added, not even considering any alternatives.
Serenity finally chimed in, her voice shaky, her jaw trembling. “N-No h-hospital,” she stammered. She then looked up at Nick, her eyes looking almost wild now. “Y-You used to b-be an EMT, r-right? For like a y-year?”
“Only a few months!” he corrected her. “And while we did train to do emergency stitches, I’ve never actually done it on a real person before! Only on practice mannequins!”
Serenity’s expression grew more determined. “Nick, they’ll probably know this isn’t an animal bite, even if we say a dog bit me.” She paused, taking a deep breath. “Y-You’ll have to do it.”
I chimed back in, my tone urgent. “Ren, are you sure? Even if they know it’s a human bite, it isn’t going to expose…” My voice trailed off as I looked down at Gabriella again, seeing that her coloring was still as vibrant as ever, as if she’d died her hair a more stark red and was wearing vibrant green contacts now. Never mind the deep tan.
I hesitated, because I was about to say ‘my secret,’ only to realize ‘our secret’ might be more accurate. For some reason, my fiancé’s new look screamed ‘stripper’ to me, though I wasn’t sure why. Maybe because obviously dyed hair, combined with a deep tan and huge tits was just the association I made in my head. But either way, I knew that the change in her appearance, combined with the attack, meant she must have somehow become like me.
Nick and Serenity both shook their heads, Nick being the one to answer. “The medical staff will be required to file a police report, even if she doesn’t want to.” He then looked up at Gabriella who was still a mess. “Hey, let’s see your bite.”
She stiffened in my arms for a second, before beginning to support her own weight as she pulled down the makeshift bandage over her own wound.
Yet there was nothing to see, not even a scar or any other indication she’d been bitten.
Nick nodded his head in response, as if it was what he expected. “Obviously, it looks like Kai somehow changed Gabriella. At the very least, I doubt she would have been capable of tossing me across the room like that yesterday.” He sighed, focusing on Serenity. “Which means, if it was caused by his bite, then this wound will also probably be healed in the next…” He paused to glance up at the clock in the kitchen, seeing that it was only a little after 8:15 AM. “Ten to eleven hours, more or less. Assuming her bite can have the same effect as his.”
A silence fell over the room as those words sunk in.
Gabriella’s whisper broke it. “I’m so sorry,” she said almost inaudibly.
I squeezed her again, this time meant as a hug, while Serenity took a long deep breath before finally addressing her.
“It’s alright, Gabriella,” she replied without looking up. “I admit you really scared me, but I know you wouldn’t attack me on purpose.” She took another deep breath, finally focusing on her. “What exactly happened?”
Gabriella shook her head in response, sniffling. “I don’t know. I don’t even remember coming downstairs…” She grimaced. “Or attacking you. When I realized what I was doing, I felt like I was waking up.”
Nick sighed as he stood. “You probably were sleeping then. I have a buddy who sometimes raids the fridge in his sleep – sleepwalking essentially.” His toned lightened some. “I guess that means you can’t go to bed hungry from now on.”
Unfortunately, his attempt at humor fell flat.
No one was amused, and it did nothing to ease the tension.
Gabriella shivered at the thought. “I think I still am,” she admitted quietly. “Hungry,” she clarified. “Or maybe thirsty is the better word…” She shivered again.
I took a deep breath. “It must be because you’re low on blood from me drinking it last night. I didn’t think I took much, but maybe I did. Do you think you can control yourself until after we make sure Serenity is alright?”
“Of course,” she agreed adamantly, turning her head to look up at me from the corner of her eye. “I never would have, if I was conscious.” She then looked down at my best friend. “Serenity, I am so sorry.”
She nodded, her entire body trembling like she was cold, still looking like she might pass out.
“Right,” Nick commented. “I have a fancy First Aid Kit in the trunk of my car. Pretty sure it has sutures, although I never imagined I’d have to use them,” he added with a grimace.
I only nodded while he ran out to grab the kit, Gabriella apologizing a few more times while he left. However, once the front door closed, I carefully let her go, suggesting that Serenity just needed a little bit of space. I then proceeded to grab a chair for Serenity, figuring we’d do the stitches down here at the kitchen sink.
Once I had it situated, I slowly bent down and very gently picked my housemate up, in order to set her in the chair. She didn’t even try to help, which I took as her trusting that I was strong enough, with her continuing to hold the rag over her arm, her body trembling.
“T-Thanks,” she whispered.
“Of course,” I replied, only to glance over my shoulder to look at Gabriella, standing there like she was lost. “Hey, can you grab the Hydrogen Peroxide upstairs? It’s under the bathroom sink.”
She looked at me, it seeming to take a moment for her vibrant emerald eyes to focus, before her expression became determined. “Yes,” she replied simply, turning to run upstairs.
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This should be where she mentions she is part succubus, since it is more likely her succubus coming out (especially with the stripper vibe) than Kai giving her powers.
Oh yeah, and first!
@Blizzisme ,I also think, maybe the lack of blood caused her instincts to wake up, but she is a Sacubus, but she did not attack Kai, either in search of blood or sex. Maybe she considers Kai as a relative and humans as food ?? of course, instinctively.
@Shoto interesting idea or her sleepy mind realized that it'd be a bad idea to attack Kai where normally she might have in a sleepy state depending on how Succubi work in this universe
now that's a twist I wasn't expecting. Good chapter.
Hey love the story so far!
This is me just being nitpicky, but as an EMT (at least in America), we didn't really learn emergency stitches. A pressure bandage (or if that isn't working, Israeli bandage or tourniquet) is what my training covered. Protocol varies from place to place but I think it'd be very unusual for EMT training to cover that.
Paramedics (who are trained in Advanced Life Support as opposed to our Basic Life Support) might do stitches since they can do more invasive treatments.
Though being a paramedic is more of a career commitment because you would have to take a course which usually lasts 6-18 months, so it wouldn't be a few months thing like what Nick mentions in the story.
I'd be curious to know where you're from, and/or what you mean by 'we didn't really learn emergency stitches' (do you mean not at all, or you only glossed over the subject?).
I'm definitely not discounting what you're saying, especially if you're an EMT, but I've known several EMT's, and they were all 'trained' to do emergency stitches, in favor of not risking the loss of an entire limb when it was avoidable. Of course, as you said, the paramedic is always the one who has authorization to do the extra stuff, especially with giving medicine, but everything from stitches to inserting emergency IV's were things they were taught to do.
In particular, I worked closely with one guy who was a type of therapist, but initially was an EMT for a few months before deciding it wasn't for him. I'm actually basing Nick's experience almost entirely off that real person, having heard quite a few stories from the guy.
Anyway, that being said, it's my understanding that there are also different routes of education as well (I was once considering to become an EMT), and I wouldn't be surprised if the 'curriculum' for EMTs vary quite widely depending on location, since it's less of a formal education (more like a certificate compared to paramedic).
I've even known of nurse's assistants who were 'taught' stitches and IV's in their curriculum, even though most hospitals would never allow a nurse's assistant to do either. Maybe a blood draw, but usually not IV's, and never stitches, even though they learned the skill.
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Edit: Either you edited your comment, or I misread it, because you answered some of my questions, lol. I'm also from the US, so I think that maybe just the curriculum might vary a bit from state-to-state, or even school-to-school.
Also, Nick isn't suggesting that he only trained for a few months. He's suggesting that he was an actual EMT for a few months. As in, did the training, got the qualified to work as an EMT, and then proceeded to stick with that, before ultimately deciding he was never going to be able to stomach the inevitable gore he was exposed to, etc.
@KaizerWolf
I live in Washington state in the US. We didn't learn emergency stitches at all in my training program, and it isn't in local protocol for EMT's. IV lines were also marked as Advanced Life Support in my textbook as well. It was just pressure bandage-->Israeli bandage-->tourniquet. And treating for hypovolemic shock if we see signs of it from the bleeding.
We were taught in my training that surgery has improved over years a lot so a tourniquet isn't necessarily going to equate a lost limb anymore (so wouldn't see a lost limb as being the only alternative to a suture).
Yeah it could just be standards changing over time and differing from state to state. I do know in some other states they have a level between Basic EMT's and paramedics called Advanced EMT's, and they can do more invasive stuff but not everything a paramedic can. It seems they can do IV stuff (based on page 28 of this government guide: https://www.ems.gov/education/EMSScope.pdf), so is it possible the people you talked to were at that level? That would probably also explain it.
Edit: Sorry, I saw your edit after I posted this comment. Ok yeah that makes sense for Nick! And yeah, this is possibly just protocols varying and changing.
@Memerov I'm honestly not sure if he was Advanced vs Basic EMT. It's been a while since I worked with him (like, a good 7 or 8 years). But he did know stitches, and he told me plenty of stories of his short time being an EMT, which was enough to dissuade me from pursuing that route myself.
In particular... (I'll put this as a spoiler, not because it is, but just because it's a bit graphic)
In particular, he said that his first time on the job (I believe he was technically still in training, but I could be wrong), they showed up to a scene where an SUV rear-ended another SUV at a stop light, the first one easily going WAY over the speed limit (like 60 mph in a 35), and didn't even slow down prior to impact.
Driver of the speeding vehicle died instantly, and of the four passengers of the front car, three of them died too, except for the driver, who was the only one alive when they got there, and who quite literally had just had some kind of head surgery and was gushing blood due to the torn stitches (or maybe it might have been staples). Needless to say, no one ended up surviving (guy died at the scene from bleeding out), and it was extremely gory, especially for the two guys in the first SUV who were in the backseat.
But the guy I knew still ended up getting certified and stuck with being an EMT for a few months, before deciding it wasn't for him.
@KaizerWolf
(I'll make use of your spoiler thing since it seems like a good idea)
Yeah that would definitely take some adjusting if I had to experience it
. I started working recently but the worst I've had so far was
a patient vomiting blood, including like golfball sized clots. She really should have been an ALS patient but the paramedics passed her off to us due to DNR order, so I got to experience that as a trainee a few days in. Fun! The doctor even told her family that she would likely die today, it was that much.
Yeah and the EMT's I was training under at the time said this wasn't even that bad, and told some even more extreme stories when I asked. I'd always thought blood didn't scare me, but seeing it
actively coming out of someone in large quantities seems to change perspective a bit.