Save him (Under heavy editing!)

chapter 4

Lea's P.O.V
My eyes open seeing only darkness. Both my hands and feet were tied together making it hard for me to move. Where am I? I couldn't see anything. Muffle screams escape my mouth when I realise that there was a cloth around my mouth. He really got me. Tears stream down my face when I hear footsteps above me.

Where am I?

It was dark, hot and I could feel dirt around me. A door open giving me some light. When I try to look around I saw that I was in a crawl space. Some hands grab me and drag me out the dark. I shot my eyes when I saw the bright light. When I open them I saw that someone was dragging me leaving dirt behind.

I looked around and saw that I was in a small house. My eyes widened when I saw that my pants was gone. What happened to me?! My jacket, shoes and sweater was also gone. The only thing I'm still wearing was my white lose tank top and underwear.

The person let go of me and I fell on the ground. A groan escape my lips when I hit the hard ground. I closed my eyes afraid to look around. A chuckle ring through the room before footsteps replace it. My breath became shorter and I could feel a panic attack coming up. A door slam shut making me jump. I was still laying on the floor tied together.

A hand gently grab my shoulder, making me whimper. "No, no Lea it's me." Slowly I open my eyes and saw Wyatt kneel down next to me. Gently he help me sit up before untying my hands and feet. Tears stream down my face when I could feel the burning from the ropes.

He pulled the clothed from my mouthed and I took a deep breath.

"Wyatt?" He gave me a weak smile stroking my cheek.

"Hey princess." I wrapped my arms around him letting al my tears out.

"I missed you so much." I sobbed.

He pulled away whipping my tears away with his thumb. "I missed you too, but why did you listen to my dad?" I shook my head.

"Your dad would have hurt you more if I wouldn't have go." He look so weak.

Blood stains were covering most parts of hist white shirt. Bruises were on his arms. His lip was bruised too. "I don't care you would have been save far away from here, from my dad."

"And from you." I quickly said.

He shook his head looking away. He may look weak and tired, but he's still the stubborn Wyatt I know. His dad would have hurt him more than just shoot him. I quickly look at his shoulder when I remember what I saw on the video. My hands slowly went to his shoulder touching it.

Wyatt hist in pain taking my hand in his. "Don't. The bullet is still in there." It needs to get out otherwise it will get infected.

"Wyatt let me take it out." He looked at me like I said I killed someone.

"It's gonna get infected if I don't do it. Please." He let out a sighed and nodded his head.

"Come." He pulled me up and walked to the bed sitting me down. I looked how he walked to the bathroom before coming back a few seconds later.

"Here." He gave me some tweezer.

Slowly he pulled his shirt of trying not hurt himself some more. He let out a few groans pulling of the shirt. My eyes travel up his body.

More bruises.

A sighed escape my lips before focusing on his wound. It was really bad. It was starting to get infected. The blood that was coming out had a weird color.

"This is going to hurt. Isn't it? " A little smile came on my face when he asked me that.

"Yes, but it will be over soon I promise." He took a deep breath and nodded his head. I Laid my hand ok his shoulder next to the wound. Slowly I put the tweezer in front of his wound. I took one last look at him before putting it in.

A few groans escape his lips. His hand that laid on my leg was getting tighter and tighter. Blood was rushing out of the wound so I couldn't see much.

"It's almost over." I whisper when I saw that he was to much in pain.

Finally after five minutes I got it out. A sighed of relief escape his mouth when I pulled away. I put the bullet and tweezer on the nightstand before turn back to him. Blood was coming out if the wound. "Do you have something to stop the bleeding?" He nodded his head and gave me a cloth from the nightstand cabinet.

Carefully I press it on the wound trying to make it stop bleeding. My eyes looked away from the wound and saw that Wyatt was staring at me.

"What?" I asked.

He shook his head putting some hair behind my ear. "Nothing I just really missed you." A small smile came on my face before looking back at the wound. After a while the wound stopped bleeding. "All done." I pulled away looking back up at him.

"Thank you." He put his shirt back on before turning to me. His yes looked at my body before meeting my eyes. "What have he don't to you?" I shrug my shoulders looking down. " I don't know I woke up like this in a crawl space."

His hand when to my chin lifting it up. "It's okay, you're with me now." He pulled us further on to the bed and laid down with me.