Akeila whimpered, "Jacob, I'm sorry. I must be hurting you. That's the only thing I can think of, to help you" Akeila, licked his cheek, "Jacob, I love you; stay with me." She cringed as he started to cough up blood, she continued to lick his neck, her tongue navigating across his shoulder and his neck, wiping away the blood. She did her best. "Jacob, I'm sorry, If I'm doing this wrong.' she whined.
Akeila flashed on her childhood--being pinned by her mother, her father's harsh remarks and statements; being declared by her family as a disappointment. She started to sob, What if Jacob thought of her as a disappointment? What if during his time of need, she had failed him? Tears strolling down her cheeks, she continued to lick his pelt, wiping away the blood and her tears.