Gripping of bloody shirts

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After he left, Eviana came out from underneath the floorboard, with Mackenzie and Astrid in her arms. I tried to cover up, but I knew it was no use. I ran to Callans bathroom, and grabbed one of his giant sweatshirts.
When I had ran back out, the girls were on Callans bed. Eviana was busy checking Callans pulse. She looked at me. "Nothing". She said, years glimmering in her eyes. I collapsed on Callans chest.
"Please Callan. Please come back. Callan. I love you." I sobbed, grabbing fistfulls of his shirt, soaked with blood, and running my hands through his hair. Suddenly my phone blew up. Eviana ran to check it.
"Do you want them to come over?" Eviana said, chocking back sobs. Honestly, I didn't want them to. If Callan was going to die, I wanted to die along with him.
"Yes." I sobbed. They ran through the door, to find me crying onto his bloody chest.
Sophia began to pull me away. I jumped to my feet. "NO! " I yelled, frantically screaming and flailing my arms. I saw my mom walk over, something in her hand, as I gripped onto Callans arm. "No! No PLEASE!" I yelled again. The last thing I remember was the pain of a needle in my arm.

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