“Omg, Amelia!” I heard someone shout. Looking up slightly, I saw Trevor rushing towards me. He took his shirt off and draped me in it, helping me off the ground.
He wrapped me in his arms, leading me down the alley. “Come on, doll.”
Trevor led me inside the club and into a back room. It seemed like a type of kitchen. Trevor lifted me up and onto the counter gently. He remained quiet as he stood there looking me over, then went to retrieve a first aid kit. Just as he returned, I heard angry voices outside the room.
“Is it ok that we are in here?” I said as panic began to rise. I didn’t want anyone to see me like this; I didn’t want to answer questions.
The door flew open with a bang, and there stood Damon. Unfortunately, he was too large for the doorway and had to crouch down to cross t
