The bodyguard I never knew I needed

a plan to escape

As we sat there on the dusty ground, Jake tried to grab a piece of wood to build a makeshift cast for his leg. But when I realized what he was trying to do, I immediately told him to stop and not to move his leg. I knew that it could make things worse and cause him even more pain.

Instead, I took matters into my own hands and started building the cast myself. It wasn't perfect, but it was better than nothing. When I put it on Jake, he couldn't stop himself from screaming and crying in pain. He was so embarrassed about it, but I just held him close and comforted him the best I could.

We knew that we had to get out of there, so we decided to start walking. It was slow going, and Jake leaned heavily on me for support, but we didn't have any other choice. As we walked, I could feel my own strength fading, and I nearly collapsed under Jake's weight.

Jake felt guilty for putting me through this, and he asked if I was okay. But I just shook my head and told him that we had to keep going. I didn't want him to feel bad, and I was determined to get us out of this mess no matter what it took.

We continued walking for what felt like hours, with me helping Jake every step of the way. I could see the pain etched on his face, but he never once complained. Instead, he tried to keep my spirits up, telling me stories and cracking jokes to make me laugh.

As we walked, I couldn't help but feel grateful for Jake's presence. He was strong and brave, even in the face of such adversity. And despite everything we had been through, I knew that I could count on him to be there for me, just as I would be there for him.