Here you are. Another chapter.
Her eyes screamed at him. Telling her how much she blamed him for what just happened. She hated him. She never wanted to see him again. Yet he also so how much she cared for the man. She loved him with every fiber of her being. He could tell she would crumble without him. He turned away from her gaze. It burned into his soul. He had to save the man. He looked at Mr.Todd, he had been shot just above his heart. The force of it knocked him backwards causing him to hit his head hard. There was so much blood. He felt faint but grabbed the man's wrist. He couldn't find a pulse. He went to his neck; scrambling to find a pulse. He couldn't find it. He was starting to panic when he felt something. It was faint and barely there but still it was there. He turned him on his side and saw where the bullet exited. Thank God, he thought. At least I won't have to dig it out. He saw the gash on his head. He looked down and saw an old nail sticking up in the wood. He stood up and looked at her. She was kneeling next to the man. Holding his hand and whispering to him. He tapped her carefully on the shoulder. He hated to bother her but he needed to find the bandages to stop the bleeding before it was too late. She quickly wiped away the few stray tears that were there and got up. She rushed to the bathroom and grabbed all the bandages she could find. She brought them out and handed them to the man. She'd never forgive him for assisting with what happened to Sweeney but she appreciated him for helping her. He grabbed the bandages and got to work. Within a few minutes he had him bandaged and laying safely on the couch. He asked her if there was anything more he could do. When she shook her head without taking her eyes off Sweeney he got up and left without another word. He silently wished her luck and bid her farewell.