𝐁𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐨 𝐘𝐨𝐮 | 𝐁.𝐄

𝟏𝟖 | 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐌𝐲 𝐅𝐚𝐮𝐥𝐭

𝐃𝐨-𝐲𝐞𝐨𝐧

𝐓𝐰: 𝐆𝐨𝐫𝐞 , 𝐈𝐧𝐣𝐮𝐫𝐲

* 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 *

"Come on, you have to get up!" I cried, shaking Billie frantically. We were almost to the door until she dropped. "Billie, please!" I grunted, trying to drag her closer to the door, "Don't do this to me."

I lifted her shirt to check the wound, a large gash on the left side of her abdomen. It's all my fault.

My brain was scattered and we didn't have much time. There wasn't anything I could do and I didn't know how we were going to get out of here. Then, I remember someone, "Elias, help!" I screamed.

Elias came running down the hall, "What happened?" He asked, kneeling down beside Billie. "W-We were almost to the door until she fainted."

He sighed, "We need to get her to a car." He said, grunting as he sat her up. "I-I can't." I stuttered, shaking my head. "Yes you can." He argued.

"Elias, I'm like- freaking out right now, I cannot carry her!" I yelled.

"Do you want her to die?" He asked. I looked at him with wide eyes and trembling lips. "Then lift on three." He dammed.

He counted to three and we lifted her at the same time, I held her legs and he had her upper body.

We went out the door, down the steps, and over to my car which was parked on the side of the house. As we were putting her in the passenger seat we heard police sirens in the distance.

"You need to get her home as fast as you can." Elias said, shutting the car door. "Keep pressure on the wound and if she wakes up make sure she keeps her moving to a minimum." He advised.

I thanked him and got in the car, driving as quickly as possible. I pressed the call button on the tablet in my car, my hands covering the screen with blood. I called the only person I could think of.

...

"A-Abdul?"

"Do-yeon? What is it?"

"I need you to meet me at the house.
It's about Billie."

"Why aren't you home and what about Billie?"

"I-I was home but then something told
me to come to the raid and...
and it's all my fault."

"What's your fault?"

"She's hurt Abdul, I-I hurt her."

"You're not making any sense."

"I can't explain right now just
come to the house, please."

"..."

"She won't wake up and
there's blood, so much blood."

"Blood?"

"I'm almost home and she's
passed out. I-I can't carry her inside."

"How's her breathing?"

"Not well."

"I'm on my way."

"Okay. Hurry, please."