Kill or be killed

My fault.

"Sanchez!"
I screamed running up to his body that Hunter threw to the ground

I didn't even notice Hunter had left the room, while I was kneeling down and holding Sanchez' head up.

If Hunter gets away now..he'll come again.
But I can't leave Sanchez right now.

"Fuck.."
I whispered seeing his shirt drenched with blood.
He was shot in the hip.
Twice.

Not to mention the fucking wound Stab wound on his shoulder.
"Sanchez.."
I said gulping and checking his face.

He looked pale and his eyes were shut.
He hit his head really hard...

"Sanchez stay with me"
I said quickly taking my jacket off and pressing it down on the shot wound.
But the blood just wouldn't stop.

It reminded me of the day Leo died.

"Somebody help!"
I screamed hoping someone would hear.

He was barley breathing.
I need to get him to a Hospital, he needs to be treated properly.

Suddenly Kevin and Carla came rushing inside.
They immediately paused taking in the Scene.

"Shit"
Carla cursed before rushing out to get everyone else.

My hands were now covered in his blood and my pants  
Panic took over me but I kept myself together.

"Fucking get him in the car! Now!"

Kevin rushed forward along with Ace.
They carefully lifted him up and walked out the room.
I stayed behind making sure there was no one else.

Christopher and a few others were coming my way

"Find Hunter"
That fucker can't get away.
He can't..not after everything he's done.

They settled Sanchez's weak body and put it in the car.
Sitting inside I rested his head on my lap still trying to cover his wounds.

"Hurry up! Get to the nearest hospital!"

At this point everyone was stressed and exhausted.
This wasn't supposed to happen.
Ace was driving and looking for a hospital near.

My breathing was getting faster by the second and I looked down at his face.

He was bruised..hurt practically everywhere.
How did he manage to tolerate all of it?
I'll fucking skin Hunter alive for everything he's done.

To think that I wanted Sanchez dead for lying to me..
Ironic isn't it.

The whole back seat was soaked with blood and the smell was becoming to hard to handle.

But finally Ace pulled up outside a hospital.
and we drove off to the nearest hospital.
There were a few doctors standing outside and talking not noticing us pull up.

I quickly pulled Sanchez out and snapped my head towards them.
"Fucking come here! He's injured!"
I yelled catching their attention.

They furrowed their brows before seeing Sanchez.

One of them rushed inside and brought the bed while I held his shoulders.
The doctors helped to pull his out and set him down on the bed.

They rushed inside while nurses came over and placed a oxygen mask over his face.
The white walls and light made it hard for me to focus and keep track of what was happening.