𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗜𝗡𝗡𝗢𝗖𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗪𝗜𝗙𝗘 [COMPLETE] ✔️

𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 1: The Predator and His Little Prey

Pale Gibson drives his truck with Belle beside him. The couple left the cabin and went to the middle of the road at night.

Long journey on the road wasn't an excuse to escape, both Gibson and Belle seemly tired and wounded after they try to kill each other inside the cabin.

She takes a glance over at him , one of his hands holding onto chest trying to stop the blood from pouring out more and more.

Yes. She stabs him on the chest but not exactly on his heart. She missed it. And yes he is still alive and driving this thing out of nowhere. Hearing him growling quickly she turned over on the other side of the road.

He smiled as he caught her staring at him without his notice. "I am not going to die yet. Just not yet".

"Hoping you are". she muttered. "I could grab that wheel and we both die so you can't have me like I was hoping".

Smirking, "Really?" He challenged her.

Suddenly Belle grabs the wheel, the truck moves unsteadily almost hitting another car on the other side of the road. He controls the wheel steadily, shoveling her hand from the steering.

"What the f*ck you doing that!"

Losing his own breath, hand touch back on his chest again. "We need to tend to ourselves at the pharmacy, something. We cannot stay like this wounded".

"Whatever!"

"Your leg? how is doing".

"Great. I can run and stumble. You f*cking shoot my leg!" she screamed. He smiled, wanted to laugh but it seemed his deep injury would not allow him to, just smile. "Don't you f*cking smiling at me, you kill my best friend you f*cker!"

He sighs, blood from his chest still won't stop pouring out, "Language please, Belle it makes my chest tickle and hurt". he breathes again.

"A'ha. There is our pit stop for now". from afar they saw a signboard which said 'Pharmacy'.

Gibson pulled over and killed the engine. He turned to her.

"Don't you dare try to run or seek help and I will kill them, including you if you try!" he warned her.

Belle growled slamming the door shut, she suddenly out of his view as she dropped both of her knees on the ground.

He could hear her groaning down there because of injuries of her leg he shot earlier back in the cabin. Shaking his head.

"Told you". he shut the door and walked to her. "Need help?"

"F*ck you!"

"It means yes then". rolled his eyes.

Grab her around the waist even if she tries to push him, he can't let her go. She needs him to get inside.

"Stop fighting me, Belle, we need to get our wound done". he walked to the counter. "We need help boy!"

"It's a doctor to you, Sir".

"Don't care!" Gibson grit teeth. "Help us. We were robbed in the middle of the road and we needed stitches so my wife too".

"What the f*ck!" Belle pushed him harder as he mentioned her as his wife.

"I can't do surgery for you both wounds in my pharmacy. That wound seems very serious to me and I should call the ambulance for you two".

"NO! No ambulance just stitches that should do".

"You both could die out there with this serious injury. I called the ambulance".