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Sorry for the late update, but I'm writing my finals so time on wattpad will be limited but I managed to  finish chapter 18. Hope you like it. (VOTE + COMMENT) 💜💜

Chapter 18 :  Pain.

~Sandra

Crickets creaking under the inky black night sky that's  overcrowded with stars. 

Lucas and I are sitting down on the ground near the fire he made. I don't know how though.

He's leaning against a tree while I'm next to him , hugging my legs with my head on my knees. Neither of us said anything to each other, Lucas is still bleeding, but he doesn't seem to care.

"So..."

"What ?" He asks while staring at the flames.

I begin to also look at the flames he's staring to , "How's your arm ?"

"Excruciating painful" He says almost sounding sarcastically.

"Mmm maybe I can help ?" I say shifting a little closer to him.

"I highly doubt you can"

"I can put much better pressure so it won't bleed so much" I say crossing my arms

His glances quickly moves to me , "How ?"

"Borrow me your hoodie" , I say reaching my hand out to him. He eye my hand for a few before taking off his hoodie and my eyes widen at  the muscles  I didn't know he have. Oh my gosh I mean I've seen guys with muscles in sports magazine , but never in reality and that tank top, wow,  it's like it was made to highlight his-

"Sandra"

I snap out of my though to see Lucas reaching his hoodie to me.

I blush, "Oh sorry , got distracted a bit"

He smirks , "Like what you see ?"

" Please I wasn't staring at your muscles" I say , adjusting my glasses

He leans down to my ear, "Who said anything about my muscles ?"

I feel my cheek heat up I literally gave it away. Now he knows that I was actually staring at them.

Idiot.

"Shut up" I mumble.

I hear a low chuckle from Lucas and I roll my eyes,  "Okay back to the matter at hand...um I'll be right back"

He narrows his eyes at me , "Where you're going ?"

I send him a quick smile choosing not to answer him when I disappear into the trees. In a flash I quickly change out of my shirt , into Lucas's hoodie. The right sleeve is wet I'm guessing from his blood so I just roll it up. I go back to him with the shirt in my hand.

He looks up to see me wearing his oversized hoodie and confusion washes over his face "You wanted to play dress up ?"

I give him a deadpan look  "No , I'm gonna use my shirt as a bandage to wrap around your wound."

"Okay so what are you wearing under my hoodie? " He asks looking at my outfit. Can't say I'm a fan of it either. Heat travel to my cheeks as I look down.

"Just my sport bra" ,I mumble.

"Pradon ?",He asks with a mischievous smirk on his face.

I glare at him ,"You know what said"