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“Do you…” she starts and then stops as the discomfort overtakes her.
“Shhh. Try to relax. We will be back soon.”
I glance down at her wound to make sure the bleeding hasn’t gotten worse. It hasn’t. I considered tying a tourniquet around it but decided against it, when I knew how much torture it would cause her, and the bleeding wasn’t strong enough to warrant it anyway.
There is nothing I can do to help her until we get back and I have the proper medical supplies to help her.
“Do you have any of the drugs you’ve used to knock me out on you?” she asks, her voice stronger than before.
My eyes widen, and my heart stops. She wouldn’t ask me if she wasn’t desperate for relief. She’s made it clear how much she hates it when I knock her out. The lack of control makes it impossible for her to handle when she wakes back up.
“No, I don’t have any on me.”
She lifts her head a little and turns to look at me, her eyes imploring me for solace.
“Please, I’m begging you, please help me. Knock me out. Make me forget. Make the pain go away. I can’t stand it.”
I swallow hard, uncomfortable with the way she’s looking at me when I know there is nothing I can do to alleviate her pain.
“You can dig through my pockets if it makes you feel better, but I don’t have any of the drugs on me.”
Her tears stream down her face as she realizes she’s going to have to wait for painkillers.
“Make the pain stop. Please. I know you know how.”
I’ve seen plenty of people in pain before. Hell, I’ve caused most people as much or more suffering than she is currently dealing with. I’ve heard their cries for me to bring them relief. And the only way I ever did was with a bullet through their head.
She looks at my pants and her hands claw at my waist searching for the gun she knows is stored there.
Damn it.
She’s more fucked up in the leg then I realized. Or being raped by Armas screwed up her head worse than I thought it did.
She wants me to kill her. I won’t let her give up so quickly.
“I’m not going to kill you!”
She stops, her face stoic like I slapped her.
“I don’t want you to kill me.”
“You don’t? Then why do you look like you’ve given up and you are reaching for my gun?”
“Because I want you to knock me out as you did to Saul. Make the pain go away until you get me some pain medication. If you don’t, I’m going to chew my leg off to make it stop.”
I smirk and don’t tell her chewing her leg off would only make the pain unbearable.
“Please,” she begs.
Knocking her unconscious will mak
e her suffering worse later. That healing will take longer. My heart is too infatuated with her at the moment to disappoint her, so I keep quiet.
I don’t use my gun like she wants me to. It wouldn’t take much to knock her out. Not in her current state.
I look over to Maximo, making Eden follows my gaze to him. I wait until her head is turned to him and then I hit her hard across the back of her head. I catch her as her head drops into my arms.
Maximo looks in the rearview mirror, judging me with his eyes, but he doesn’t say anything.
