Mr Kensington carefully pulls his son off me, laying him on his back.
I quickly sit up. "Do something! Call an ambulance!"
He rips open Dominic's shirt. Blood is pouring out from the upper part of his chest just below his shoulder.
"Do something, please! Hurry!" My whole body is shaking, my heart racing so fast I can only take shallow breaths.
Mr Kensington looks at me. He's very calm. How can he be so f*****g calm?
"Jessica, I need you to pull yourself together, so you can help me. Dominic is losing a lot of blood. I need you to hold your hand here and apply pressure."
He takes my hand and places it over the spot where the bullet went in. "I'm going to the other room to call for help." He gets up and walks out.
I do as Mr Kensington says, pressing against the upper part of Dominic'
