Part 79

Part 79

It feels like we’ve been running a lot further than two miles. I’m sweating like I just got out of the shower, dizzy, and my body is starting to give up on me. I have no idea on how to keep this to myself any longer so I cry out for Eric,

“Eric, I-I can’t go any further. I’ve lost a lot of blood.”

Eric runs to my aid right before my legs gave out and I collapsed. My head started spinning out of control, I couldn't focus my eyes to look into his but I knew this wasn't my ending; so I hoped.

"You can't go to sleep baby, you can't. You have to stay with us."

John pushes Eric aside telling me, "this is going to hurt, it's going to hurt so bad that you're going to want to pass out but you have to fight that urge. Do you understand me, you have to fight it to stay alive. If you pass out I can't guarantee that you'll recover, so you have to stay with me."

I nodded my head to let him know that I understood, but in my mind I knew I wasn't ready for what was going to come. John stuffs my mouth with some type of rag, rips my shirt, and digs his strong sausage like fingers in my wounds. He started fishing around for the bullets that conjoined side by side; I could feel his fingers wrestling with my muscles trying relieve me of the piece of iron inside. Eric held my other arm while whispering in my ear that I'll be okay and that we're going to spend our older years on a beach on an island. Not too long after I felt a great release, my body turned from being extremely hot to nuke warm to freezing within minutes.

I don't know when I went down or how long I was out of it, but by the time I woke up we were all in an SUV moving to our next destination. There were two additional men in there with us, both in the front seat; John and Eric was in the second row and I was in the third. In the back with me were several semiautomatic weapons and two boxes with that read "FRAGILE DYNAMITE". I felt like I could've jumped fifty feet in the air if we weren't in a moving vehicle.

"I hope wherever we're heading, we get there soon."

Eric stated laughing and reached his hand over to help me over the back of the seat they were sitting on. He introduced me to the gentleman in the front seat as other agents Tony and Stephen, saying they caught up with them when they carried me out on the sewage system. Come to find out, they weren't the ride we were supposed to get, by the time we got to the pickup location those two agents were already dead.

"How are you feeling?" John asked

"A little sore but a lot better, thank you for asking."

"We will have to change your dressing every few hours to make sure infection doesn’t set in and pump you with fluids each time. The bullets didn't hit any organs and it was an easy stitch job. I'm not saying you're out of the woods yet, you need to rest, and stay out of the way." Tony said, looking back and forth from the rear view mirror to the road.

“Thank you both for your assistance but my life is on the line just like yours, so I plan to help whenever a problem arise. Please understand I’m not trying to be disrespectful or out of line but you four are a part of my life now, I will have your six just like you have mine.”

“I’m not saying if bullets start flying to lay down for a nap. I’m saying if extra movement can be prevented let’s weigh our options.” Tony replied.

“Yes Sir, thank you.” I said.

There’s no point in arguing, but I need them all to understand that when they move, so will I. I will not be a sitting duck, if I’m going to die I want to go down fighting. Eric wrapped his arm around me, pulling me close, forcing me to rest my head on his shoulder. Laying on him excited me, the sweat of this man is mentally toxic like an aphrodisiac that no one has discovered. Reaching my lips to grace his neck, I whispered in his ear that I loved him, and I was blessed with his sweet soft lips on my forehead.