Chase stumbled up against the cold concrete wall, pain tearing through him. His breathing faltered, a coppery taste filling his mouth as his ears rang. He looked down and pulled his hand away from where he was pressing it into his side, blood sticking to his hand. His shirt was already stained with deep red, a small ripped hole in the fabric marking where the bullet entered into his skin.
Chase gingerly lifted his shirt up, wincing when he saw the hole in his side, blood leaking out of it. He swayed and fell against the wall again, sliding down it.
Well, fuck, he thought.
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Goretober - 2022
FanfictionVERY IMPORTANT TW: This book will literally only be gore and blood and all that shit, so DO NOT READ IF YOU MIGHT GET TRIGGERED. [Completed] Multiple part stories: * 13. Torture || Antisepticeye 16. Blunt Force Trauma || Antisepticeye * 12. Body Co...
