Emotionally Charged by Selina Fenech

Author:Selina Fenech [Fenech, Selina]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance, Fantasy, General, Fiction
ISBN: 9780987151131
Google: ao0EywAACAAJ
Amazon: B005WU9Z68
Publisher: Fairies and Fantasy Pty Ltd
Published: 2011-10-16T21:00:00+00:00

Part Three

Strength to Fall

I ran down alleys and side streets, avoiding the sounds of sirens and as many passers-by as possible. Dean bounced over my shoulder where I had him slung in a fireman’s carry. Blood from his arm ran down onto the crisp white of my peasant blouse, the cutest of three tops I had chosen to wear this morning to be judged by those… bad guys.

I hoped the jostling didn’t hurt Dean too much. He was still out of it otherwise I wouldn’t be able to keep moving so fast. I had no idea where I was going or what I should do. I only remembered one thing from first aid class that seemed relevant; the DR ABCs. I had to get Dean and myself out of Danger then check his Responsiveness. I had to get us as far away from Jake as I could. Airway, Breathing and CPR… it had better not come to that.

Dean moaned and coughed and for a split second I was relieved. Then the coldness sank into me, leaching all my strength. My legs buckled and we both hit the cracked concrete footpath. My knees grazed through denim as Dean’s weight on my back crushed me forward.

I tried to roll him off to the side without hurting either of us more. He moved off me, and leant up against one of the high metal fences enclosing the backyards around us.

His upper arm still oozed blood. He opened those gray eyes and stared at me.

I blushed red all over. I had no idea what he thought of me right now.

“We should get you to a doctor, or a hospital. We have to do something about your arm.”

He turned his head to the gunshot wound and brought his other hand up to grasp it and suppress the bleeding. “No. Hate hospitals.”

He flinched at his own touch and stared at me again. “I don’t understand you.”

I coughed a laugh and only a breathy noise came out.

“Were you with them? Or are you just wearing a wig for fun?”

Reaching up, I patted the side of my head, feeling the curling blond waves of the wig. I tugged it off and dropped it on the weed covered pathway.

“It’s complicated.” I didn’t know how to explain without sounding bad, because there wasn’t a way. I’d done the wrong thing.

“Complicated. Like your shopping money not really being your money. But you tried to stop them. Why? You just have a death wish, taking on people like that?”

“I’m not a criminal. I mean, I didn’t want to be. I just got caught up with the wrong people. I thought they were the right ones. I don’t know.” I glared at the pile of synthetic blond hair on the ground, angry at my own excuses. “I just wanted to be a hero.”

“A dead hero by the sounds of it.” Dean pushed himself up to his feet and walked away, cradling his arm.

I almost got out my phone but didn’t know who I would call or where I would go next.

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