Chapter 21
Chapter 21 Frankie lye on the ground, unconscious. I could see her slightly breathing. That was a good sign. The rest of her appearance wasn't though. A huge gash was visible on her forehead. It was still gushing blood. Her arm was bent back in a noticeably uncomfortable position. A tooth was also strayed across the room. Blood wasn't only comings from her gash, but from her mouth and ears. "Frankie!" I hurried to her side. The first thing I did was grab a shirt from her closet. Her room actually looked like a real living space, unlike mine. I held the shirt tightly against her wound. She did not respond to me at all. Her eyes were shut. The blood coming from her mouth must have prevented her from breathing. There was so much. I took the clean end of the clothing and put it in her mouth.
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