Kyle's POV.
The first thing that came to my mind as I saw her laying on the floor covered in blood that I need to get help immediately. But I don't know anyone around. f**k. I can't lose her. God don't take her away from me.
My only hope was James. I quickly called him, and he answered immediately.
I was confused and all I could just mumble to him that Natasha cut through her veins, and I just don't know how to help. I was freaked out. But James tried to calm me as much as he could.
"It's not sure that she could cut it deep. You have to make a pressure bandage for her wrist Kyle. "
But I was like deaf to the things James told me. I was so terrified.
"I don't know how to do it James. I will lose her James. She doesn't even respond to me."
"Calm down Kyle. Get yourself together or you
