Shawn half ran half limped away from the shack that he was being kept in. After about five minutes of fleeing the scene Shawn started to feel dizzy. He must have lost a lot of blood. He sat down and leaned against a tree. He knew if he closed his eyes he would never wake up but he was just so tired.
"Shawn?" he heard someone calling his name. It must have been Claude or one of his goonies so Shawn didn't answer. "Shawn? Spencer, where are you?" Wait, that wasn't Claude that was Lassie.
"I-I'm over here" Shawn gasped out. He doubted if Lassiter could hear him. His voice was quiet.
"Shawn?" Lassiter called out again" Shawn thought of standing up but he still had that knife in his leg. Shawn carefully pulled it out and let out a small scream. Carlton heard that. Lassiter ran over to where Shawn was.
"Shawn? Are you alright?" Shawn didn't answer. "I'm going to go-"
"No! Please don't leave me. Please don't leave me"
"Shawn, I need to get you help" Carlton said.
"Don't go. Please don't leave me alone again" Shawn started to cry. Lassiter knew that Shawn needed medical attention but Shawn wouldn't let him leave. Shawn's arms and legs were bleeding pretty badly and Lassiter knew that if he didn't get Shawn help soon there wouldn't be a Shawn to get help for. Lassiter did the only reasonable thing he could think of. He picked Shawn up and started to carry him out of the woods.
"What are you doing?" Shawn asked.
"I needed to get you help but you would let me leave. I guess I just needed to bring you with me" Lassiter said quietly.
Okay guys. Because of Star7k I have decided to not make this one a Shassie. But next time I will.