Chapter 0170
“Fuck, it hurts” Emma screams in agony, making me come out of my shock just in time to see the man
raise his pistol.
I scramble to take the gun that I had dropped and immediately fire. He drops to the ground. I get up rush to Emma, who was writhing on the ground.
and
I don’t even check if the man was alive or dead. Right now, it didn’t F***ing matter to me. Not when I’m pumped full of adrenaline and Emma was bleeding on the ground.
“I’m dying aren’t I?” she asks with tears filling her eyes.
I could have told her to stop being a cry baby, but I don’t. Not when she’s the one that shoved me and
took a bullet that was meant to be mine.
“No, you are not” I respond as I examine her.
She’d been shot in the shoulder, and it was bleeding a lot. I was worried. First of all, she might just bleed to death, and second, we were still in danger. Someone was bound to find us eventually.
“You’re lying!” she hisses when I put pressure on the wound. “If I’m not dying then why the hell does it feel like I am?”
I don’t answer. Choosing instead to focus on stopping the bleeding. As teachers, we are required to know basic first aid. The bullet was still lodged inside, so I couldn’t remove it. Not without knowing the extent of the damage. Instead, I rip the hem of my dress and tie it tightly around her shoulder.
“Damn it, I should have just stayed in that F***ing room” she grumbles, glaring at me. Her eyes showed the pain that she was trying to hide.
the old car.
This place was like a F***ing maze. It felt like we have just been going round in circles from the moment we escaped that room. I was so tired and hungry that I didn’t care if they found us. I just wanted some pain meds, food and a nap.
“Emma, I’m not sure we can escape” I tell her but receive no answer.
I face her. Her eyes were closed and her mouth slightly open.
“Emma?” I call again, but she still doesn’t answer.

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