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but snakes and I didn’t get— oh shit.
    My feet stopped quicker than my heartbeat. Is that a person ? My heart hammered deeply in my throat making it hard to breath. Lucy sniffed the object and then looked back at me, waiting on me to do something. What do I do?
    With legs that felt like rubber, I walked over toward the body and glanced down at the bloody mess. The biscuits and gravy that filled my stomach tried to force their way up. His mop of raven colored hair was tangled and dried with blood, but nothing compared to the once white shirt that was soaked a crimson red. A large gash severed his upper arm, blood still oozed from the wound.
    “Oh, God,” I mumbled.
    The bloody mess of his face was calm beneath the grotesque scene. I wanted to reach down and magically heal every cut that caused all of that blood. I went to reach down when his eyes popped opened, and two grey stones stared up at me. “Oh shit,” I screamed, dropping down to my knees. “Can you hear me?”
    His thick lips opened, and a low groan slipped from his mouth. “Yes.”
    “I—I don’t have my phone.” His eyes screwed shut, and he slumped back against the muddy ground.
    Shit. Shit. Shit. His jeans were torn and bloody, but I reached down into the front pocket and found a cell phone. “I’m going to call the ambulance—,”
    “No,” he ground out . His voice was deep and raw but most of all filled with pain. “No, please.”
    No? “You’re dyin’,” I said, pressing my palm against his forehead. “You’re freezing, too. Please let me call the ambulance.”
    Grey Eyes groaned and tried to sit up, but I pushed him back down. “Don’t move. I’m going to call my dad then.”
    “No,” he rasped out.
    I searched his face. “I can’t carry you back. You’re gonna die.”
    He knew that, and it broke my heart. I couldn’t look him in the eyes and let him die. I dialed my dad’s gym. The four rings felt more like fifty.
    “Joe’s Boxing Gym—,”
    “Dad you have to come home right now. There is a guy dying in the woods by the house.”
    “Neveah, what? Are you serious? Hold on. Where at?”
    I stuttered over my words and took a calming breath to slow my drumming heartbeat. “By the pond where we fish.”
    “I’ll be right there.”
    I pressed the end button and clutched the phone between my palms. Lucy laid beside his body, and my eyes rounded when he brought his fingers out to meet Lucy’s nose. She licked him like she knew he was hurt, and tears spilled from my eyes.
    Get it together, Neveah. Fumbling with my light weight jacket tied around my hips, I got it off and ripped the sleeve from the seam. I carefully raised his arm and tied the fabric above the worst cut toward his shoulder. That should help for a while.
    “What happened?” I whispered, my eyes examining his large bruised body. One man wouldn’t have been able to do this to him. There had to be two or three big men.
    His gaze turned from Lucy to me, and his mouth parted. Through his blood caked face I could see he was handsome— very handsome. The way his full lips turned down at the corners, I knew he wasn’t going to share, even if he could talk.
    “Who did this?”
    This time he just stared and despite him being beaten, his eyes searched over my face like he was trying to memorize it. I pushed back the burn between my legs, ashamed that I was turned on at a time like that.
    I sighed and reached over to hold his hand. The way his fingers flinched from my touch sent heat over me—again. Shock stamped his face, but the pad of his finger slid down the length of my hand. A gurgled cough vibrated in his chest, and more tears threatened my eyes. What had happened to him? My mind raced back to the gang that had brutally beaten the kid in Dallas. Had the same thing happened to him?
    “You’re gonna be okay,” I whispered, stroking his fingers. “I’ve got you.”
    The corner of his mouth drug up an inch, it was his eyes that told me he didn’t believe