“Eleanor wake up!” He held her in his arms. Her head was in his lap, as he tapped her cheek. She won’t open her eyes. His heartbeat was faster than it had ever been. This is not how he thought it would turn out. He thought he had the situation handled but it backfired.
It was all his fault. “Eleanor! Damn it,” He thought. He started to panic. He tried to search for her wounds. The blood was near her hip. He raised her shirt and he could see a wound on her thigh from her jeans.
He touched the wound making her twist in pain and open her eyes. She started crying when she opened her eyes, choking on her tears. She cried like a baby.
Her sorrows gripped his heart. Every tear felt like poison dripping on his heart. She held his arm and cried, trying to ask what was wrong with her. She said th
