Leo is staring down at me. There were small splatters of blood on his face. He looks so scary, but his eyes are soft.
He held his hand out to me, but then pulled it back.
"I'm sure you don't want to be touched right now... Are you okay, Millie? Do you need me to call an ambulance, or somet-"
I cut him off by throwing myself into his arms.
Leo stumbled back slightly, but I didn't care. I need his warmth, his comfort. Leo wrapped his arms around me slowly. I sobbed into his chest. I just want to feel better, need to feel better.
"Please... just get me out of here, please." I whispered through my sobs.
Leo scooped me up in his arms. I kept my head buried in his chest. My tears would not stop coming.
"I'm sorry, baby, but all I have is my bike. Is that okay?" He asked.
I ignored the fa
