R A Y V I N
Trembling from head to toe, I stared at James, my chest squeezing with agony at the sight. Part of me felt anger, but the other part felt pity. I just wanted us out of this situation and then, I could get mad at him as much as I liked. There was a rough, dirty-looking bandage on his shoulder, with blood seeping out of it, and his naked body is a mass of purple and swollen bruises. I couldn't even begin to process everything at the moment, so I didn’t try. For now, both of us were alive, and that was all that mattered.
“Let her go, you piece of s**t,” James ranted.
“I am going to take my revenge on the both of you,” a voice I presumed to be that if Carlos said.
Oh, it was indeed Carlos. He made himself visible by coming to light. He had a big smirk plastered on his face and
