My heart plunges. “Aleksei!” I scream, sprinting toward him. He collapses into me, and we both hit the floor. I don't feel the fall, I am too busy searching his face, desperate to see if he was alive.
“Alek, ” I am sobbing, shaking, holding him even though his weight crushes me. Is he dead? My mind splinters around the fear.
“Claire, stop.” His eyes were open. His voice is tight with pain. “It’s okay. You have to hide. Go to that room, in case there are more.”
“No. I won’t leave you.” my nose is stuffed from crying and I am literally scared out of my mind, I can't think.
He groans, pressing a hand to his stomach. “Don’t make me say it again, Zayka. Get in the f*****g room. Now!”
He pushes himself to his feet without my help, which almost made me believe he wasn’t hurt, until I hear i
