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“It’s Enzo, he’s… he’s been shot, we’re at his place. It’s Yuri, Katiya’s fa… father …” I can’t even say anymore as I burst into tears.
“Jesus. Fucking. Christ. Is Enzo…?” The words hang.
“He’s alive,” I whisper. “Barely. I need to call an ambulance.”
“I’ll do that. I’ll call you back in a minute… you need to restrict the blood flow to the wound, Val, can you do that?”
“Y-yes…” I stammer. My hands are shaking, and I think I’m going to be sick. The shock of this is just too much, but I don’t have time to think.
He hangs up.
I drop my phone down next to me and slide out of my jacket, folding it to place over his wound. I roll him onto his front and rest his head to the side so I can apply pressure to his back. My hands are completely covered in blood, but I don’t care. It’s like a massacre just took place.
He’s still partly coherent and his eyes flutter. He’s murmuring, but I can’t make out the words.
“Don’t try to speak,” I say with a shaky voice, stroking his hair. “Help is coming, E, an ambulance is on its way. You’re going to be okay.” I’ve no clue what to do, all I know is that I can’t lose him.
My phone rings again as Angelo flashes up on the screen. I swipe and put him on speaker.
“Angelo?”
“The ambulance is coming, sit tight. I’m on my way.”
“I’m so scared, Angelo.” I can’t stop the tears from falling. I can’t lose him, not after we have just found each other. None of is fair. “I’ve never been so scared.”
“They’re on their way, V. Keep pressure on the wound. Has he passed out?”
“He’s still sort of coherent, I’m not sure. I think he keeps blacking out.”
“Just keep checking his breathing and has a pulse, and you know how to do CPR”
“All right,” I say, trying to calm my breathing even though that seems impossible. “How far away are you?”
“Not far. I hope they fucking get there before me. If that’s the case, I’ll meet you at the hospital.”
“Okay.” I don’t know what else to say. I’m in so much shock. “See you soon,” I whisper.
We hang up, and I glance back down to Enzo. He’s moaning quietly and his breathing seems rapid. This can’t be it. I won’t accept it.
He can’t die like this. Not now.
“Stay with me, Enzo, it’s going to be all right, you hear me?” I’ve no idea if he can, or if he’s just in too much pain to hear anything right now, but somehow talking to him makes me feel calmer than the eerie silence.
I comfort him as best I can, while keeping pressure on the wound until I hear an ambulance in the far-off distance. It can’t come soon enough.
It feels like an eternity, though in reality, it’s probably only been a few minutes.
The truth is, I don’t know how to help him. He needs medical attention, and if he goes under now, I don’t know if I can save him. I do know CPR, but what if the bullet has hit a major organ?
But he saved me. He protected me with his life. It should be me lying here bleeding, not him. I start to cry again and scream at the injustice of it all. Enzo hasn’t done anything wrong; he doesn’t deserve this.
“Please Enzo, stay with me. It’s going to be okay.”
I shake like a leaf.
I don’t even hear a car pull up until I hear footsteps along the gravel driveway.
I glance behind me. Angelo.
