Nixx
Benny’s blood was soaking through my hands faster than I could stop it.
For several seconds, that was the only thing my brain could process. Just Benny beneath me, pale enough that every terrible possibility arrived at once.
“Stay with me.”
His eyelids fluttered, and I pressed harder against the wound because I didn’t know what else to f*****g do. His face twisted immediately.
“Sorry.”
“f**k you,” he breathed.
Relief hit hard enough that I almost laughed. If he could still insult me, he was still here.
Then another shot tore through the exterior wall and sent plaster raining across the room. Marcus dropped beside us and grabbed my shoulder.
“We have to move.”
“I’m not leaving him.”
“Nixx.”
“I said I’m not f*****g leaving him.”
Benny’s eyes opened again, barely more than s
