Vanessa's POV
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Blood, there was so much blood, my hand whole violently as I tried touching the still body of Marcel as he laid there,
I could hear the trudges of foot's steps coming closer as I looked up to Stefan and the other crew coming
They immediately got to work, being experts in this field they felt his pulse and for a moment my heart and world stopped as I could only clutch to my son to remain the same,
There was a never-ending silence before they looked back at me
“He's alive”
Those words alone brought back my breath as I weakly sat on the floor, watching them as they patched his side where he had been shot with this torn shirt to steady, I felt so weak and useless. If I had done something earlier he would not be in this mess if-
“Nessa-” I heard his familiar voice c
