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Scottie let out a groan, his eyes are on the brunet walking before him in the back alley, He’s clutching the rail. 

“Help Me ” he said leaning back against the brick wall of the alley. Shes startled. 

“ Oh my god “ She panics placing her self under his arm. “ What.. What happened “ 

“It’s nothing.. Just a miss understanding at work ”  She didn’t believe him for a second. 

Scottie reaches for the front door. She shaking. He’s bleeding. No one has the keys she dropped them in panic. With a groan he kicks in the door. They were going down fast. She can’t hold him up. 

“ Scottie “

He groans laying on the floor. Eyes fluttering. Blood soaking in the carpet.

Alex panics. Who does she call, the cops ? Is that even allowed ?  No one prepared her for this. Holding her hand to her head she kicks his shoes with anger. 

“ You don’t get to die.. Wake up”

She does what she feels isn’t right. She calls the cops. Name, phone number address is all she gives before hanging up. Does she wait. Will they ask questions ? She doesn’t want to leave him but bolts out the back door.   

She runs across the street and waits. While the sirens blast threw the wind, medics and cops rush the house neighbors come out to stare. She watched as they removed him from her apartment building.

He has a pulse. She watches them load his body in to the back of the ambulance. What she woud give to be with him. She knows she can’t go home as the cops are now taping it off as a crime scene. She runs to a near by gas station to clean her self up. 

She runs water over her face. Removes her blue shirt soaked in blood thtows it in the trash. Pulls her hair back in a bun. She walks out slowly and purchases a cup coffee. How much time should she wait before going to the hospital  ?

  - 2 Hours - 

That was all she could stand. She takes a taxi to the hospital. She looks around before walking to the front desk. She keeps reminding her self to stay calm. A nurse shows her to the waiting room to speak with a doctor after he’s out of surgery. 

She waits anxiously. Hours pass slowly every door that opens she fears the worst then it happened. A doctor opens the door and calls her name. 

He points to a empty room and asks her to sit. He ask’s how she knows the victim. He’s never in his life been called that. No one has ever tried him before. 

He releases her to him room. It’s dark. quiet. calm. In the end he was stabbed multiple times. She runs her finger over the bandages softly.

It’s only the second time she’s touched him in a personal way. One night when he was sleeping she ran her fingers threw his dark hair.

      ❝—Help? Is that why you’re aiming your gun at us? If you want to help, you can help by leaving.❞ Alicia stated seriously as she held her assault rifle firmly, ready for anything.The group she was in, was small. But a group no less. She was separated from the rest of her family, and she knew that she wouldn’t be able to find them on her own.She had been with them for a few weeks, but none of them ever mentioned another group close by. So it was quite a surprise when a group of armed men showed up, scowering the small town not too far from their campsite.