Jake POV
Wet, cold and worried we park the trucks and I look up seeing the ambulance driving up. Zeke keeps going, like a man with one mission, to save Grayson. The paramedics join him on the back and he jumps off, taking Bullet with him. They work on Grayson, while I hold onto Rory, her crying has stopped, but she’s shivering. Millie comes out carrying blankets, we wrap Rory in one but she doesn’t move. Her eyes are locked on him
“Get him in the ambulance” the one medic says and we all move, except for her. She’s just standing there, frozen in place with the look of terror in her eyes
“Ror, come on” I urge but she shakes her head, moving away from me. Leaning against her truck
“No, leave me” she says and I look at Millie, she seems as lost as I am. They close the doors and drive off,
