Wandering loveless (shlebby)

Crap, crap, crap. They HATE gathering. So why did they follow me?? This is bad. I have to think fast. I can't just walk over and say, "Hey, this is a guy I really like who ran away from his home four years ago." Not really something my over protective brothers want to hear. But I can't not let them find me or they'll freak out. I look to Alex to see if he has an idea. He motions to get away from the fence and we go deeper into the woods. I whisper quietly, "They are really protective. What do we do?" I look at him, he's shocked. I ask again, "What do we do??"

I slowly walk towards my brothers, slipping the ring in my pocket. "Hey guys." They say they have been looking for me, and I show them the berries. "Where did you get these? I haven't seen them before." Uh-oh. Change the subject I think. But a sublect change isn't necessary because apparently they hear something a little ways off. They slide their bows off their shoulders and get into a hunting crouch. They move toward the sound. PLEASE don't let them shoot him! I load my bow too, pretending to follow. Just then there is another rustling noise and they pounce.

My brothers look like they are about to kill him. I have to do something. And maybe now would be a good time to show them I don't need them protecting me all the time. I walk out and move as if I'm going to shake hands with him. But my brothers are screaming and shove me behind them.
"He could be dangerous!" They are still shouting at me.
"He doesn't look dangerous. It's not like he's done anything to prove that he is. So why treat him like he's some sort of animal?"
They realize they overreacted. But they are still precautious and are still holding me back.
They turn to Alex.
"What are you doing here?" They ask him again.
Alex seems to hesitate as if he was still looking for the right story. I need to stall.
"What does it matter?'' I nearly shout. "We are in District Nine, and people come out and hunt all the time. It's not like you need to know everyone."
"We are trying to make sure he isn't some wanderer who needs to be reported. And to make sure he won't hurt you."
My God, they act like I'm some princess who everyone wants to murder.
"Did you ever think that maybe I could protect myself??"
They finally let go of me and turn there attention back to Alex, still being very protective. "Are you from District Nine?"

What's he doing? Saying he's from another District will surely make my brothers suspicious.
"I don't know." My oldest brother starts talking to him. "You have a pack and it looks like you are ready to travel."
Why is he trying to keep up the conversation? I might as well go with it.
"See, he's not dangerous to anyone." I butt in.
"Hold up, if you are from District 8 what are you doing here?''

My oldest brother dragged me away, but not before I saw the arrow peirce Alex's shoulder. I'm screaming at the top of my lungs for him to let go, that I didn't mean it, that I've never met him, that they shouldn't fight. Alex has fallen to the ground and I hear my brother laughing as a pool of blood gathers where he fell. Somehow I break away from my oldest brothers hold and run to where they were fighting. I remember that I'm not supposed to know him and stop myself from running to his side.
"WHY DID YOU DO THAT?" I scream.
"Kyla, he is dangerous. People who travel from their district should be punished." He states matter-o-factly.
"HE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING." I can see now that Alex isn't moving at all except for shallow breathing. "He's really hurt!! We can't just let him die in the woods!"
"What do you care? You don't know him, so what does it matter to you?"
I hesitate, but not long enouhg for him to catch. "He is a person. He deserves to live his life."
Both my brothers are standing a few feet away from Alex who is now breathing harder but seems to be conscious and trying to get up.
"Come on. We need to leave before he gets up."
"No." I go to his side. "I am staying. I will not let him lie out in the woods, injured and alone."
"Kyla, be rational. We aren't going to leave you out here with this stranger."
I debate on whether or not I should tell them I know him, and decide against it.
Alex is leaning on his elbow and he whispers for me to go but I'm not going to leave. They move as if trying to grab me and I jump out of the way. "I'm. Not. Leaving."

"Where did the ring fall??" I lost the ring. Alex has just pulled the arrow out and throws it towards my brother but it bounces off him. He has now slumped down, unconscious. I don't know what to do.
"Who gave you that ring?" They obviously don't see the bigger problem. I turn to Alex, trying to remember what I know about stopping blood flow. I start by putting pressure on it which seems to help a little. "Kyla, I demand you tell us where that ring came from." Ahh, there is a boy possibly dying right here and all they care about is a ring.
"We have to do something to help him!" I am begining to panic. The blood has stopped flowing but he is has already lost a lot of blood. "We need to get him to a doctor. If we don't soon he is going to die."
They sit there staring at me, not moving. "Tell us where the ring came from and we might help."
I can't tell them the truth so I think of a quick lie. "It didn't come from any where. I found it under a box in my closet. It must have been mom's. Now please, help him."
"Fine what ever. But when we get him back, you are going to tell us the whole truth." I know I won't, but if I can get Alex to a doctor then maybe they can save him.
"I promise."
My brothers move over to Alex and begin lifting him very gently, avoiding touching his shoulder. It is a short trip to the doctor, but it seems so long. We get there though. And immediatley the doctor takes him in. I stay there, waiting to see if he's okay. And my brothers wait with me. An hour later he comes out and says he is okay but needs to heal, and that we can go in and see him. I wait by his bed hoping for him to wake up, and I start dozing off.