Nicole
I watched Giovanni storm off the club, clenching and unclenching his fist as he walked away before he was out of sight. I turned my attention back to Micheal who was wincing in pain next to me.
"How are you feeling?" I tried to help him up by lifting his arms, and he winced from the pain immediately.
"Omg! I'm so sorry," I apologized immediately. And he answered with a grunt.
"I'm fine," he whispered, even though it was obvious that he was everything but fine.
"Should I take you to the hospital? Your face is not looking good," I pointed and he brushed me off.
"It's fine," he said, but I couldn't help but wonder how much pain he was in.
"I'm so sorry, this is my fault," I apologized, feeling guilty for what happened. None of this would have happened if it weren't for me.
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