Chapter 209
- KILLIAN -
I feel it in every vein in my body. With every pump of my heart in my chest. Fury. It ravaged my soul like a beast.
I felt my world crumble the second she screamed and I realised that she’d been shot. Quickly changing positions, I caught her before her body fell to the ground. Her eyes are shut close and her brows keep clenching and unclenching. Her feet wobbles on the floor uncontrollably as another scream rattles out her lips.
One thing I’m glad for is that she’s alive. But the wound. . .
My gaze lowers to see it. The wound is so deep that she needs instant medical care or she’ll bleed out. I can’t let that happen.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. FUCKK!!
I lay her down on the ground, sitting her body up to give her a convenient sitting position with her back on the wall. I rip the sleeve of my shirt out then rip the ripped out portion into two, folding one half of my sleeve into a small bun.
“This will hurt.” I say to her, holding her arm. Luckily for me, it’s a shoulder wound. I can’t help but feel maddened by the fact that the bullet punctured through her left shoulder. One little mistake would’ve been all it needed to hit her right in the chest, right through her heart.
And the bullet did not graze my skin in the slightest to ease up the effect of the bullet on her. Almost like she was shot on purpose but it doesn’t make any sense. I swallowed, pushing the folded sleeve through the wound to block the bleeding from within. Hazel winced, eyes bulging out as she muttered a loud cry. I know what she’s going through and I hate that she was shot instead of me.
I can handle several bullets in my body but not her. Why did it have to be her?
My eyes water but I blinked, an attempt to dry what I think is tears.