Here comes another one, like I promised this one is from Calleigh's POV
Again thanks for the reviews and the waiting, I'm trying to be faster with updating but I'm just becoming slower
I'm scared
"You know what" I stopped me "I'm driving here so leave me alone or you the one that's going to get us killed"
I turned my head away from him, I wasn't angry at him, not really…maybe a bit disappointed but just a little, maybe it's because I'm so overwhelmed with concern that I don't have space for any other emotions or maybe because I know him and this his typical behavior, every time he's nervous or upset or worried he snaps and then when everything is alright, one think he tired to change about himself but he cant, and I cant get over that or maybe I never tried…who cares it's not about us it's about Ryan and Nat, they are in danger and I think it's my fault
"Eric" I tried, I don't even know what I tried to tell him maybe I wanted him to confirm my guilt
"What?" he snapped at me
"Never mind" I gave up and continued to look outside
I'm scared, I'm really, really scared
Last year Jesse died he was a friend and part of the team, after all those years at this job the everyday death don't get to you but when it's someone you care about…one of your own, Jesse died suddenly we didn't had enough time to get to know him, and Tim…after so many years it looks like it happened yesterday, it cant happen again because if it will…it will be the end of us, the end of me, I'm not tired of death I'm tired of watching my friends die
"Horatio is alright you know" he said, I looked at him, he's just looking for something to say
"I know that" I said "I'm the one who talked to him" I reminded him
"One is safe"
"Yes but everyone else not"
And who's fault this is? Probably mine, because I didn't listen to Ryan, why? Damn it why? This is defiantly my fault
Where are we? I don't see any sign or Ryan and Na…wait a minute what's this?
"Eric stop!" I yelled
"What?"
"He are here, stop!"
"How do you know that?" he looked at me surprised
"Because I can see Ryan's phone over there on the ground" I pointed directly and he noticed it
But Ryan himself wasn't there and neither Natalia, that's not good, not good at all
"You think he managed to get her out?" I asked
"I hope so" he answered we wasn't really sure what to say neither was I
We started to walk slowly towards unknown direction; it was very frustrating and hopeless situation
Suddenly I stopped "wait" I said to him
"What?"
"You hear that?"
He stopped and listened with me "yeah it sound like a mix between two or three voices" he heard the same thing I heard and probably like me he recognized those voices
Without saying another word he started to run, I followed him until we both were stopped by the sound of a gunshot
0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0
I held my friend's hand, it was covered in blood
"You going to be alright" I said "you have to"
"Too much blood" said the paramedic
Too much blood it's not good, not good at all, it's not supposed to be like this
I finally realized why Eric was so obsessed with the speed, the driver of the ambulance is driving as fast as he can but it don't look fast enough not when my friend is bleeding
Why couldn't both of them be ok? Why one had to get hurt? And why I'm not as shocked as I'm supposed to be that it happened?
"The patient is in consciousness" said another paramedic
"Consciousness?" I repeated the words
My friend can hear me? I need to say that I'm sorry
"Not completely but yes"
"If I'll say something will…"
"I don't know" said the paramedic without letting me finish "maybe yes and maybe not but if there's something you want to say I recommend that you try"
Because my friend can die, is that what he's trying to tell me? But he's right if I have something to say I need to say it now or… can't think like that
"I'm sorry" I whispered "I'm really, really sorry what happened to you was my fault"
I'm not the kind if person that cries, I'm strong that's how I'm known but right now I don't care, the tear that dropped and got mixed with the blood didn't bother me
"If you'll live you probably going to hate me so please hate me, please live" I begged "please..."
It was hard to find the right words without letting you know who got shot but I think it worked
And yes I know….I'm evil :)
R&R ;)
