---Betrayal---
(Gemma’s Point of View)
Pure Agony.
That's what I felt as I watched Seamus fall backwards. I rushed to catch him, but I wasn't fast enough. He hit the ground hard, but he didn't move. I fell to my knees beside his motionless form; fat tears rolled down my face as my shaky hands moved to cradle his face.
"O-oh god, no. P-p-please. Get up. Baby wake up!" My quiet pleas turned into hysterical cries. My shaky hands moved over to the arrow still lodged into his chest. I used every ounce of energy to pull it out. It dropped next to him, and I pushed my hands against his bleeding chest. Right where the heart was.
"It's okay baby. You can heal. You're going to heal." I muttered quickly as I
