criminal lover || jelena

twelve.

Justin's pov
I carried her out of the car and ran towards the front door of the Moreno Mansion, seconds later I heard the squeal of tires and I knew that it was Zac, Zayn and his brothers as I recognized their voices.

I ran through the house and placed Selena's unconscious body on to the couch, Zayn and the others entered the room behind me looking panicked.

"Where's the doctor?!" I asked looking around wildly, expecting the doctor to suddenly appear.

Zayn shook his head, "I called the doctor but he said he was an hour away."

I swore loudly.

"We need to take her to hospital!" Logan said.

"Are you crazy? The moment we walk into that place we'll be handcuffed and taken to the nearest police station!" I said.

"What else can we do?" Logan shouted, "Let Selena die???"

"She won't die!" I growled, turning back to Selena and inspecting the wound.

"What are you doing?" Harry asked.

"Checking how deep the bullet is," I ripped away the material of cloth that was obstructing my view and checked the wound. "Fuck!"I ran a hand threw my hair, "Its deep."

"What are we going to do?" Taylor asked.

"We're doing the only thing we can do," I said, "We're taking the bullet out ourselves."

"Are you fucking crazy??" Logan yelled, "We can't take the bullet out. We don't even know how!"

"Unlike you, I do know how to remove a bullet," I said, scowling at him. Didn't these little pricks know anything at all? I had taken out more bullets than I could count and these idiots didn't even know how to get a bullet out.

I nodded at the towel on the coffee table, "Pass me that."

Taylor handed me the towel and I pressed it to the open wound to stop the blood from going everywhere.

"Get me a knife and some whiskey," I said to Taylor who nodded and ran out the room to get the knife and whiskey. I turned to Harry and pointed at the fireplace, "Light the fireplace up." Frowning in confusion, Harry did as I said.

Taylor came back in the room and I took the bottle of whiskey out of his hands, pouring it over the wound.

"Shouldn't we try and wake her up?" Taylor asked.

"Only if you want her screaming bloody murder," I said, picking up the kitchen knife and pouring some of the whiskey onto it.

I lowered the knife down biting my tongue to stop myself from pulling the knife back and refusing to remove the bullet.

"What are you doing? You're gonna hurt her!" Logan hissed.

"It's gonna hurt a lot more if I leave the wound open and it gets infected or worse!" I snapped back, not pulling my eyes away from Selena.

I carefully begin digging out the bullet with the tip of my knife, trying hard to stop my hands from shaking. After minutes of tension filled silence I breathed a sigh of relief when the bullet finally came out.

I stuck wiped my blood covered hands on my shirt and cleaned my knife with towel before sticking the blade into the fire Harry had light. I let the knife blade heat up until it was red hot, my hands were burning but I ignored the pain and I put the knife onto the open wound, searing it shut.

I took a swig from the bottle of whiskey and turned to the others, "She's okay."

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Selena's POV