Who Are You?
Elena's POV
Shit, Drake had been shot. Not only that, but when he had fallen, he had hit his head. Oh God. Okay, calm down Elena, calm down. First things first, check that he's still breathing and that his pulse is steady. I bent down and put my head to his chest, he was breathing. Thank God, and his pulse was steady.
I quickly took off his shirt; I had to locate his wound. It was in his abdomen. I took of one of my tank tops and used it as a makeshift bandage and applied pressure to the wound.
After a few minutes, I realized I had to move him out of this courtyard, we could easily be spotted. I carefully dragged him back into the jungle, making sure not to cause the bleeding to increase. I carefully lay down his head on an upraised mound of dirt. I reached down to check his vitals again, he was doing okay from what I could tell. I sat myself down next to him; I knew this was going to be a long night.
~14 Hours Later~
Drake's POV
I woke up to a searing pain. I began to slowly open my eyes. I attempted to start to sit up, but quickly gave up when I felt a sharp pain in my abdomen, I let out a groan. Then something began to move. A blonde girl was now looking down on me.
"Drake! You're awake! Thank God! I thought I'd lost you." The blonde said. I contemplated what to say, I'd never seen her before in my life, but she acted like she knew me. Very strange.
"Umm….Who are you?"