Louis’ pov
I kept looking at Denies feeling the urge to take her hand and treat it. I knew it was hurting it, she kept hissing in a low voice every time she had to turn the steer wheel around.
I felt so bad, it’s all because of me she burned her hand. Last time my head got hurt she treated it.
As I was looking at her beautiful face, I felt a strong light hit my face that caused me to cover my eyes. I looked at Denies, she had her arm extended to my way in a protective manner. She was having a hard time turning the car around. All I heard was a gunshot before passing out.
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I opened my eyes feeling my neck sore. When did the bed become that uncomfortable. As my vision became more clear a scream escaped from my mouth.
I looked at all the blood
