LORENZO’S P.O.V.
I kept shooting worried glances at Isabella the entire way home. The last thing I wanted was for her to bleed out in my car or pass out from blood loss but I saw that she had taken off her jacket and was using it to apply pressure on the bleeding. Since we didn’t have the threat of the shooters anymore, I was able to take my phone and text doc to meet us at the house.
As soon as we arrived at the house, I made my way over to Isabella. “How are you feeling?”
“Good, in pain, but good. Is Doc already on his way?”
“He will be here any minute from now. Can you walk?” I helped her out of the car and once I was sure she was able to stand on her own, I went the long way round to Leo who was still hunched over and hiding.
I wasted no time in picking him up and he immediately c
