Saving Leah

Underage

Rylan's POV

I have her in my arms before she can even fully get off the ground. "Stay down." I don't know how injured she is, or how she got mixed up in the crowd, but I need her to stay put.

Why is she running away? She didn't run away with the other suspects.

The poor girl lets out a scared sob and I immediately regretted snapping at her, she is obviously a submissive. The little one is probably already scared out of her mind. She looks scrapped up pretty badly, but nothing serious. She clutches her stomach and I have to pin her arms to keep her from hurting herself even more.

I don't want her clutching or grasping her stomach in case something is wrong. The EMTs are coming over and will look over her.

Is she here with the suspects? I can't fathom letting my submissive get into such a mess. The poor girl looks like she's been through a lot. Her hair is in knots and absolutely.

Who let her lay in the dirt? She got herself dirty. I tut. I would never let my submissive be in such a situation. Submissives are so fragile I can't image being so careless.

I set the poor girl on the ground to look her over one more time to make sure she didn't have a gunshot wound. I feel like she would be more hysterical if she had been shot. Submissives don't tolerate heavy pain very well.

"Shhh," I coo. "It's okay calm down," I tell her, pulling her into my lap as the EMTs try to look her over too.

The submissive screams and tries to push us away, making me bear hug her, trapping her arms at her side. She's shaking like a leaf, but I can't tell if it's because she is scared or cold.

It's probably a little bit of both. Once she is calm enough to not have to be restrained, I will give her my jacket.

The girl is still in shock from everything, which is good because she must be in an a good amount of pain with her legs and feet all cut up like that. Her ribs look a little bruised too which is not good considering she got it minutes ago more than likely.

It doesn't look like they crashed the car, but they got mighty close to hitting one of the police cars making me think they really slammed the breaks. I would say her seatbelt might have left some bruising, but the marks are not across her chest diagonally.

Was she not buckled in correctly?

My blood boils at the idea of such careless immaturity. What type of dominant let their submissive buckle themselves in, especially, without checking to make sure they did it right?

The girl tries to thrash around to escape my hold once her initial shock of being snapped at wears off. I'm much stronger though and it isn't hard to overpower her. "Hey!" I say sharply as she tries to claw my arms.

At my tone of voice, she stops fighting, but sobs even harder. Guilt fills me. I hadn't meant to scare or snap at her, but I needed her to calm down.

"We can't tell if her ribs are broken, or fractures, or simply bruised without a scan. Even if they are broken or fractured, you can't do much for ribs. The doll should be resting anyway for the next couple weeks. The officers said she was thrown into the front seats when the suspects hit the brakes," one of the EMT's tell me.

"She wasn't buckled in?" All us dominants share a disapproving look, knowing the answer.

I gently pat the girl's arm in comfort. She's still breathing heavily, but she eventually calms down enough that I can take off my jacket and give it to her. "You're going to be okay. I know it hurts, but you're okay," I comfort her.

After my jacket is around the girl's shoulders, she leans back onto my chest. She cries softly and I try to rock her to soothe her. I gently wipe her tears away and she looks up at me with wide eyes and a pale face.