My shaky hands were soaked in a thick layer of Landon’s blood. I cried out for someone to help me, but neither Landon’s mother nor his father moved. They both looked too shocked to even help, and that other man did nothing but slam the front door closed and rush to his car.
Tears streamed down my face, blurring my vision. But I wouldn’t let Landon die right here and right now, not in my arms. I loved him more than I had thought, and the thought of losing him … f**k, I couldn’t let that happen.
So, I ran over to open the back door of my car, then used all the strength I had in my small body to lift Landon’s unconscious one from the ground. Struggling, I stumbled a couple feet, nearly dropping him on the street, but pushed him into the car.
After rushing behind the wheel, I started the ca
