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Chapter 21 ○ Injured

Edward's POV

I ran towards Grace and pushed her. She was going to be shot if I didn't move quick enough. Before I became unconscious, I felt a searing pain in my shoulder. I deducted that I had been shot. I saved Grace, and that is all that mattered. She cared about me.

That hurt. Stop trying with Kristen, you are so damn stupid. Grace cares, it's time to "care" for her if you know what I mean. 

He disgusted me. Grace is my friend, I told him this many times. I was starting to wake up, and I couldn't talk with him right now. I opened my eyes slightly, and they had not yet adjusted to the light. The pain in my shoulder came back immediately, and I looked over at it. Grace had woken up too, and when she saw my shoulder, tears came to her eyes. "E-Edward, oh my god." 

"Grace, I did it for you-" I winced in pain and she put her hand up to my cheek. "You were going to get shot if I didn't push you." She started crying for me. I hated it when she cried, I hated it when she even looked sad. She took off her cardigan and pressed it against the wound. She wanted to stop the bleeding. I winced again as she pressed it on. "I'm sorry Edward." I looked at her eyes. "Don't be sorry, it's not your fault." 

She's falling for you Eddie, it's so clear to see. You are falling for her too. Just give in.

I loved Miss Kringle, Grace was a friend, I didn't know how many times I had to say it. Tears were coming down her face even more, and I was starting to tear up myself. "Edward, don't you dare cry. You have enough to deal with right now." She held my hand and squeezed it. Leslie Thompkins came over to us with bandages. "Ed, I don't have any painkillers right now. We will have them soon." 

Grace helped me get up by putting a hand around my lower torso and my good shoulder wrapped around her shoulders. She brought me over to a desk, which I sat on. Grace put her hand to my cheek again. He stood in the corner, looking at her up and down like an animal. "Did you just call me an animal? I expected better, you do it on the daily!"

I never looked at her like that, only her face. "Hah, you're lying!" I wasn't lying. Grace wasn't a model, nor was she ugly. She was an average woman, but she was beautiful. "So you admit that she is beautiful, finally!" I did admit it, and it was the truth. She wasn't as beautiful as Miss Kringle though. "Oh, here we go again, more god damn Kristen."

"Eddie, don't you realize that Grace loves you? She can't admit it, but she does. Afterall, why does she buy all those things for you? She likes you, her boyfriend doesn't do it for her. You could, or I could if you-" I'm not letting him touch Grace. He might be dangerous, even if he liked her. "I only want to kill Kristen, she is such a bitch." 

"Edward, please don't scare me like that again. I don't want to see you hurt." Her light layer of mascara was running. "Don't get so worried, I had to do that. The bullet trajectory wise would have hit your chest." She would have died shortly after impact. "Edward, I can't thank you enough." She hugged me and I slightly winced from the pain. "Sorry." I chuckled at the apology. 

"Wait, I told Kristen to hide while this was happening. I need to see if she is okay." She ran over to the Records Annex and gasped when entering. "Oh my God." She walked over to me. "Edward, I'm so sorry." What did she mean? "What happened?" She held my hand and wiped her eyes with her other hand. "Kristen, she's dead. She got shot in her chest." I saved Grace but I forgot about Miss Kringle. I gasped at this news and my eyes started to water. 

I did so much for her. I even killed Tom for her, and it was a thing I knew was now for nothing. What if I got caught? I loved Miss Kringle and now she was dead. "O-Oh dear." She got a tissue box that had a bullet hole through it and gave me a tissue. I was dead inside. The only thing I wanted was revenge.