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“Help me...,” she whimpers, weakly crying out when I roll her over to her stomach. I locate the wound and the bullet’s sitting right under her skin. Grabbing my dagger, I clean it with the antiseptic I brought with me and use the tip to wiggle the bullet out of her.
She doesn’t make a sound and I realize she’s passed out. Probably for the better but my head swims when I see her blood flooding.
Fuck! Why did she have to get in between? She had no business doing that and I feel like both strangling and praising her until the stars fall from the sky. Stupid, stupid, girl!
Aggravated, I wrap her up in my coat and the leather helps soaking up the blood. Picking her up in my arms, I throw a quick look around. There are two bodies lying there but I don’t have time. I’ll deal with it later.
Carrying the girl in my arms, I take her out of the damn warehouse and put her in my car. She soils my seat and for the first time in my life I’m scared shitless. What if this beautiful thing dies because she tried saving an ugly thing like me?
“Angel, if you go I’ll follow,” I rasp, stroking her pale cheek. Her eyes flare open, her head falling forward before she straightens again. And I know it deep in my heart that if she’s not walking on this planet then neither will I.
My life’s connected to hers and it’s beyond my control.
“Need to go to the h...hospital,” she croaks and I put on her seatbelt.
“We’re going to my place,” I tell her and she gasps, trying to shove at my hands.
“But I need a doctor,” she sobs and I press my lips against her sweaty forehead.
“I’m getting you a doctor, baby. Don’t worry.”
Getting in behind the wheel, I grab my phone and dial a number. It’s a number I’ve saved for special emergencies. The physician’s a vile scum of the earth but he performs without asking questions.
I give him my address and tell him to be there in fifteen minutes. He agrees and I hang up.
I can’t take the girl to the hospital. Nobody’s allowed to know about me and there’s no way in hell I’d leave her outside of the entrance and take off.
She’s the safest when she’s with me. I will look after her, sacrifice myself for her. Whatever she needs, I’ll be her humble servant.
Reaching out, I stroke her over her hair while steering with the other. Her head lolls around, eyes rolling back and her mouth’s so wide open that saliva’s coming out of the corner. Pain cuts in me at the sight of her and it’s a pain I’ve never felt before.
I’ve seen many difficult things but I can’t think of anything more difficult than watching this innocent girl suffer. If only she’d allowed me to take the bullet. I would’ve easily survived. My skin’s so much thicker than hers, my muscles rougher while she’s as frail as rice paper.
If I took her in my fist and squeezed, I’d crush her.
What the hell was she thinking trying to save me?
Fuck!
I give the wheel a smack and her head rolls against the windows, the whites of her eyes showing and I force myself to calm down. From the corner of my eye, I see her raising a hand and putting it on her chest.
“Me, Skyla Gracie,” she groans, gasping for air before her lips weakly curl, “You, Tarzan?”
Funny. Good to know she’s got humor but no self-preservation. That’s really fucking useful. At least she has her fucking priorities straight.
“I’m Phantom.”
“That’s not a real name.” Her eyes flash and she pants. “Am I dead, Phantom? Have you come to take me to the other s...side?”
“You’re not dead,” I growl. “And you’re not dying. Don’t you fucking dare be that cruel, angel.”
“Am not cruel,” she groans, her mouth forming into a weak pout. “Saved your life.”
My heart constricts and I take her hand. “I know, angel. Just want you to stay with me, baby. That’s all.” I squeeze her palm. “Please, just stay with me.”
“Can’t promise anything,” she moans and I panic, hitting the pedal and I don’t give a shit about the stoplights. I blaze through the street until we’re well out of the city center and end up at an abandoned building.
There are no lampposts here or neighbors. I get out, before reaching for Skyla. She weakly puts her arms around my neck, sobbing a little because it must hurt her to move around.
