"You really shouldn't have done that." James said from the door, his eyes wide and worried.
He and Marcus had rushed in here and shot Damon with a pistol that was currently in Marcus' hand.
Marcus just shrugged and lowered the gun.
"He'll thank me for it tomorrow." Then they both turned to me.
I was still looking at Damon whom I rolled off of me after they shot him.
Wait, they shot him?
They shot him!
Damon looked like he was asleep but he wasn't moving.
And in the dim light it was hard to see if he was breathing or not.
"Relax, he's not dead, we're not stupid." Marcus said as he approached Damon from the other side of the bed.
James approached the bed too, but more in my direction.
When he got to me he curtly handed me my shirt, making me for the first
