Thorn in the Dark (Grove High School Book Two) by A.R. Breck

Author:A.R. Breck [Breck, A.R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-12-22T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

In the dark, I’m untouchable.

Easton

“Easton. Easton! We have to move. Get off your ass, now!” I hear a shout above me, and when I look up I see Hugo glancing down at me with a heavy frown on his face. Looking over at where Logan once lay, I see an empty slab of pavement with a mass of blood in its place. I look over at the semi and see Jackson loaded in, slumped over into the corner. His eyes are open and I can see he’s breathing, but he looks in bad shape. Really bad shape.

A few guys are loading Logan in the truck with such sadness on their faces I want to crumble. Crumble and disintegrate into dust.

“We need to go. Are you injured?” Hugo says once more, this time a little more sympathetic.

I shake my head no and roll over, getting up and shrugging off his offering hand.

My mind is a little foggy and my insides feel dead. I glance over and see a couple other guys lifting up Sanders and also loading him up, with much less grace than they handled Logan.

I scoff. Logan would be furious to know he has to lay anywhere near Sanders.

Rich comes up behind me and lays a hand on my shoulder. “I’m sorry about Logan, Easton. There’s nothing that could have been done. The wound went right into the heart.”

“We need to head out now. Jackson needs medical attention right away. We have a guy on his way to the motel. We were able to grab a few other of our men, too.” Hugo interrupts.

I gulp down a baseball sized lump in my throat and don’t say a word. This isn’t how it was supposed to end. Logan already rolled up a post-battle blunt and we were supposed to go back to the dingy motel and smoke it up before heading back home.

I can’t believe this. I can’t believe any of this. We’ve lost too many men. We’ve lost the best man. The other one is probably near critical condition at this point.

I shuffle to the back of the semi where Jackson sits, staring down at a lifeless Logan and drifting in and out of sleep himself. I sit down next to him and look at Logan. Someone closed his eyes.

How generous.

I look over at Jackson and see him pale as a ghost and his forehead is starting to sweat.

“Hey, man. You all right?” I ask, nudging him as gently as I can.

He shakes his head no. “I’m getting cold. That’s not a good thing, right? I’m losing too much blood.”

I look him over and notice him still clutching his side, although now he has some kind of rag or fabric—someone’s shirt, maybe?—in his grip as he tries to control the bleeding.

“Can we get going? He’s not in good shape!” I yell out to anyone who will listen. Who the fuck is driving this thing?

Hugo comes out of nowhere and starts speaking. “Okay, here’s the plan. We’re going to

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