"CELESTE?!" Dimitri shouted.
" She's bleeding out!" Andrews' voice mulled in.
"There's shrapnel in her side, get her out of the chair or she won't heal." Andrew added. I gasped for air.
"Celeste, I need you to remain calm." Dimitri's sweet voice penetrated my ears. Tingles from his touch flowed through my skin as he gently cupped my face in both of his hands. It took me a moment to come back around before I realised what they were about to do.
"When I cut the seat belt she's going to slide right off that blade. I'm sorry Celeste, this may hurt quite a bit." Andrew muttered. I looked up to gain his eye contact.
"No, no, no!" I pleaded, but my plea was ignored.
"three, two, one.." The sound of the belt cutting was the last thing I heard before pain spliced through my side.
"AHHH!!
