Just My Luck (boyxboy)

Ch11. Sam

Sam's POV

Viv grabbed me from behind to stop me from jumping out of the truck. I couldn't help this rush that took over me. My body just moved on its own. It made me angry. He was hurt because of me and he needed help, I needed to help him.

"Let go! He's hurt," I growled at her, feeling a heavy weight bear down on me. I wanted to rip her arms off me and go to him, I needed to.

Viv tightened her grip around my chest trying not to hit my arm. "He will be fine. Shhh, calm yourself, Sam."

Her hand landed flat over my heart. It was crazy how much that calmed me down in nearly an instant, feeling this pull to run after him lessen slightly.

Just then a black wolf tumbled into view and we all leaned forward with Viv still holding behind me. Emmett's blue eyes looked over and he got up. Even from here we could see him struggling to do that as a trail of blood was left behind him but he got up and limped a little closer until Brian jumped down and picked him up as Emmett changed back to himself.

"Over here! This way quickly!" I heard the same buzzed cut man's voice in the alley.

Viv's brother jumped back into the driver's seat while Viv let me go so I could grab the blanket from her hand to throw over Emmett as best as I could with one arm while Brian stepped back into the truck.

He looked really bad. Blood was dripping down his arm with a bullet hole close to his shoulder, two more in his side, and one more was in his stomach.

Viv closed the door behind them quickly as the people with guns ran around the corner guns ready and the redhead floored it again.

"Agh. Pull them out, Brian," Emmett growled as he laid him down on the hard floor.

I hurried over to Emmett and dropped on the hard floor next to him as I lifted his head into my lap. I was freaking out and shaking so much but tried my best to comfort him. He was bleeding so much and it was all my fault. He was hurt because he was trying to protect me. He might die here in my arms at any moment and it's all my fault.

"Are you okay?" He asked me suddenly as his hand came up to softly caress my cheek.

I looked down, getting pulled from my thoughts to find his beautiful light blue eyes searching my face in worry.

"You're an idiot," I said running my trembling thumb down his sharp jawline. Everyone froze for a moment and looked at me but Emmett chuckled and smiled with a little cough. "You're the one laying here with four bullet holes and you're asking if I'm okay?"

"Hold still Alpha," Brian warned.

I looked up as he quickly shoved two fingers into Emmett's stomach. Emmett yelled in pain and tried to lift his head to move but I held him down as best as I could.

"Hey. Lo- look at me," I told him. He groaned in pain but looked up at me. His unhurt arm reached up behind my neck and yanked me down closer to him until my forehead pressed against his and held me there.

"Got it," Brian said and I heard something heavy drop on the metal floor.

Emmett was breathing faster as I caressed his jawline, running my shaking thumb up and down slowly to give him some kind of comfort. I didn't know what else to do to help him.

His face turned to pain again as he closed his eyes and tightened his jaw to stop from yelling out in pain but he hummed it as he tightened his grab on the back of my neck.

"Look at that. Halfway over," I smiled as I heard another 'tink' sound of the metal bullet dropping against the floor once more.

He opened his eyes at me hovering over his head and smiled. "I'm going to punch you, smart a- Ahh." His eyes grew wide this time but kept them glued to mine.