Tobias's POV:
I check Tris's pulse and I feel,
Nothing.
No pulse. Nothing.
I call the police
"911 what's your emergency?" They ask.
"Hello. Um my wife got beaten up. When I came home she was tied up and really brusied. She doesn't have a pulse. She isn't breathing!" my voice breaks.
"I need the adress."
"2229 46th avenue"
"We are on our way with an ambulance and investagators."
"Please hurry!" I start crying.
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Ill update after mma camp! enjoy this chappie and ill update asap i promise!
ilyg! until next tim ‡AwkwardTaco‡
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