The Agency And The Division ✔ [REWRITING]

Chapter 26 I don't need anyone's sympathy or pity

As I felt Draytons body crash On top of mine and I got the air knocked out of me, I heard two gunshots echoing through the air.

Drayton quickly got off of me and asked me if I was okay.

"Are you okay?" I asked him right back because he looked kind of dizzy.

"I-I'm..." He couldn't finish his scentne, but instead he reached behind his head and what we saw when he drew his hand back all of us were freezed to our spots.

His hand was covered in dark red blood.

"No!" I yelled and caught him before he could call backwards on the floor.

I held his head in my lap and I felt his warm blood drench through my black chlotes.

The rest of the guys got a path cleared out to the door so the we could get him quickly out.

"K, I-I'm fine." He tried to say as Haze took him in his arms and started to carry him down the stairs.

"I'll take the bus!" We heard Eszter call behind us as we continued down the stairs.

"Bullshit Drayton. But you are going to be fine." I said as we finally got to the car. I hopped in the driver's seat and staryed the engine.

When Drayton was laying across the seats with his head on Hazes lap and Bertt was in the passenger seat, I floored the has pedal and went as fast as the car could go.

"I-I need t-to..." Drayton said in a weak voice. "It-it's m..." He was cut off by himself, coughing up blood.

"K give me your shirt or something!" Haze yelled from the back seats.

"Brett take the wheel." I said before letting go of the wheel and starting to work on getting the black hoodie over my head.

When it was off I handed it to Haze who then wrapped it around Drayton's head.

He was looking extremely pale and there was a lot of blood.

The white seats of the car were stained red and Drayton's face was taking over their white colour.

I gripped the wheel tighter as I pushed the pedal down even harder if that's even possible.

"Don't leave me. Not you too." I whispered to myself and to Drayton to not give up.

I sped through the traffic and past all the red lights.

In about three minutes we got to the house and we rushed insede.

"Where are we going to take him?" Brett asked as we entered the house.

The rest of the team shot up form their seats and drew guns, but as soon as they saw what was happening they put them away again.

"DRAYTON!" Brooke screamed as she ran over to her brother hanging in the arms of Haze.

"Come on!" I called as I ran towards the end of the small hallway next to the bedroom and bathroom.

I pulled out my phone and dialed an all too familiar number.

While it rang a couple times, I pushed on the specific spot on the wooden wall and it opened like a door.

The person on the other side of the phone picked up.

"Hello? K? Is this you?"

"Yes. I need your help. Now. Come to the usual adress. And hurry please."

We went down the few stairs and I turned the lights on.

The room behind the wall is a hospital room connected to a big training room and we quickly laid Drayton down on the hospital bed.