THIS BOOK NEEDS TO BE EDITED !
Living in a hell hole with her abusive foster parents and older brother is all she knows. Magnolia Cambell's body is covered in scars of her past and her present, as she tries to fight her way through life. She thinks...
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Mags..." Will breaths out and I turn my head in his direction just in time to see him slump against the wall and slowly fall towards the ground, all his energy being used up. I rush towards him in panic and fear, as I watch his eyes flutter open and close, fighting against his body to stay awake. No ! No ! NOOOO !
I fall to my knees once I am next to him, not caring for a second about the bruises that will appear on my knees later on. With my shaky hands I apply pressure to the wound, coating my palms in warm red blood. I can feel the blood drain from my face when I look up to him, unable to do anything against this horrific situation.
And he knows it.
His brown chocolate stare into my grey ones, glistening more and more as tears start to form in his eyes. Through the pain, he grabs my hand and entwines our fingers, as if he was holding on to find some more courage. I look down at our entwined fingers just to look back at him smiling tenderly, but weakly at me. It's as if I could see Life being sucked out of him, at each second that passes...
"At least you are not hurt..." he manages to say, before coughing brutally and gasping for air. He leans his head back against the wall to let out a shaky breath. "I am glad I met you Magnolia Knight, you know that ? At first-" he coughs again, his face scrunching in pain. " I thought I was gonna kill Jace, when he first assigned me t- to you. You aren't that bad after all."
I giggle just for a second, before it turns into cries, shaking my whole body with uncontrollable sobs. I grip harder Will's hand, as his lips tug upwards to give me a reassuring nod. If only he didn't give me that damn bullet proof vest... FUCK ! He did all this for me. Protecting me... for months... and I didn't even realise.
I close my eyes violently to muffle an other sob that wants to escape my throat, because hearing it makes everything just so much more real.
I only realise that I am crying when my vision is unclear as I apply pressure on Will's wound to prevent in from bleeding even more. There is so much blood now... I don't know what to do, especially now that we are stuck in the hallway with no escape in sight, and that the Italians can be heard in the other direction.
For a second I look at the white hallway and check the door, thinking of any possible opportunity, but the pressure of the current situation is blocking me from thinking clearly. I turn my head back to Will to see his eyes closed, blocking his chocolate brown eyes to meet mine.
"Will ?" I choke out and gently lay my hand on his cheek, waiting for him to respond.
"Please stay with me Will ! Pl-please..." I beg him to stay awake, asking him to fight just a little longer. I bit my lip so hard to the point where I can taste the awful metallic flavour of blood that was drawn from my under lip. I can't seem to find an end to this, as I grab Will's hand firmly to show him as much courage from me as I can.
