𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐇 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐊，𝗋𝖺𝖿𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗋𝗈𝗇

𝗍𝗐𝗈

𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐒𝐔𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐘 managed to remove the bullet and was now in the process of stitching her up. Jack had helped me put in a cannula for her so we could put her on fluids because, with the amount of blood she'd lost, she would be dehydrated.

"That was no garden variety extraction," The older man joked as he watched me stitch her back up.

I chuckled lightly before holding out my hand, "Scissors," I said, him handing me the tool almost immediately. I cut off the remaining string.

"What happens now?" The boy I learnt the name was John B asked.

"We just wait for her to wake up," I told him, trying my best to send him a reassuring smile.

𝐈 𝐒𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐍 the main room with my mom and Jack as I scrolled through an old magazine, "Camilla. Camilla." The boy called out to me. I shot up from my seat as I approached him, "I can feel a pulse in her neck but not in her wrist." He panicked.

I pressed my left hand to her neck and the other to her wrist, not being able to find a pulse, "Fuck," I muttered under my breath, "She's had too much fluid already. Mores gonna kill her."

Jack stood over her, inspecting her condition, "She would be waking up, right, Cami?"

I nodded in agreement, removing the fluids from her cannula, "Jack, wait here. I'll be right back." I told him before rushing into the main medical room where all the tools were kept.

I rummaged around in a panic, searching for an oxygen mask. I sighed in relief once I found it before being called out to by Jack, "Cami, we need you."

I ran back into the room to find the monitor flatlining, "Mierda, what did you do while I was gone?" I said sarcastically before turning to her boyfriend, "Do you know CPR?"

"No," He shook his head.

"That's a sternum." I pointed to a part in her chest, "Push on it until I tell you to stop but try not to break her ribs." He pushed down repeatedly, trying to get her heart going again. I held my palm up signalling him to stop which he did.

I placed the oxygen mask over her nose and mouth, giving her two breaths before signalling John B to start back on her heart.

He pushed down for what felt like forever, but it was no use. She was gone, "What? What is it?" He asked desperately, "Help me."

I sent the boy an apologetic look, "I'm sorry, she's lost too much blood. We did everything we could. I'll leave you with her." I said, signalling for the three of us to leave the room so the boy could say his goodbyes.

𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄
hi hi hi
so, after watching season four, i can say that i am very happy with the way this book is going and i have a lot planned for the two of them.
can't wait for you all to read<3
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