Protect Me

Chapter 13

Waking up on what felt like the cold surface of the ground, my body ached and sound was impossible. I slowly blinked my eyes open and gasped at what I saw. Looking up in the distance was José next to his burning car unconscious. The explosion blasted thorough the side of his house as fire began to rage from his car to the side of his house. My head was pounding and spinning causing my vision to be slightly blurry. Everything was going in slow motion but I felt like I was in a bubble because I couldn't hear anything. I attempted to push myself off the ground but my body was too weak to do so. I noticed José's pant leg start to catch on fire as I regained my hearing.

Let him burn in hell.

Sirens and firetrucks were heard in the distance coming closer to the fire. Mustering all the strength I had, I crawled from the floor to my car and pulled myself up to the seat. Slamming my door shut, I sped off in the opposite direction from the sirens.

My window was cracked from the impact.

"Fuck." I muttered.

Looking down I saw my seat was covered in blood from cuts on my arms. On my left arm, a large cut starting from shoulder to my elbow caused blood to go everywhere. There were burning sensations in my arm from the tender cuts. I kept speeding down the street constantly looking at my rearview mirror to check for any cars or cops. My head continued to spin and pound as if I was getting my ass kicked by a gorilla. I swerved in an out of lanes almost crashing into other cars.

I can't go home like this.

I drove to the one place I knew I could get help from.

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Kim's POV

I laid sound asleep on Maria's couch when I woke up startled to knocking at her front door. I picked up my phone and squinted to check the time.

2:24

Who the fuck is here so damn late?

I swung my legs over the couch and yawned not wanting to get up. The knocking continued when an idea popped into my mind.

What if that's dad?

Fear crept throughout my body at the potential situation. I frantically searched around my surroundings looking for something for defense as the knocking increased. My eyes landed on an umbrella as I got up and grabbed it. Creeping to the door, I swung it open holding the umbrella in front of me. I was shocked to be standing in front of Cameron.

"What are you going to do hit me?" He smirked.

He walked past me inside.

"Cameron what the fuck are you doing here? Do you know what time it is?" I whispered.

"Well nice to see you too." He grumbled.

He stood by the window and the moonlight gleamed on his body. I noticed how his arms were all cut up and bleeding. He had a gash above his upper lip and his shirt was slightly burnt. It looks like he was in a street brawl. I took a step closer and gasped as I saw the large gash on his arm that was bleeding so much. I placed my hand on his chest and gently took his arm in my hand examining his arm. I felt his body heat up ecspecially where my hand was.

Letting go, I muttered, "Sorry. Let me clean you up." I took his hand in my hand and led him to the bathroom slowly in the dark. Getting to the bathroom, I shut the door behind me and turned on the light.

"Is this why you came?" I whispered.

He nodded his head and put it down.

I crouched down under the cabinet and took out a first-aid kit and opened it against the counter. He leaned against the sink watching my every move intensely. I grabbed a rag and soaked it in lukewarm water.