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𝘚𝘺𝘭𝘷𝘪𝘦'𝘴 𝘗𝘖𝘝

"I need you to push down, okay? Look, this is gonna hurt, but I need you to push down" John B rushes out, pushing down on Sarah's wound and she gasps in pain "I'm sorry. I know it hurts. We've gotta stop the bleeding.

"Push down. Push down. Look, we gotta take this shirt off. I'm gonna push down. You take the shirt off" He instructs her as I sit frozen in the backseat "Okay, here you go. Okay. Okay, lean back. Lean back"

Sarah shakily pulls off the shirt she's wearing and John B uses it to try to stop the bleeding, getting her to hold down the shirt.

"Just stay as still as possible. I'm gonna call Terrance" He tells her before glancing at me "Help her, Vie"

I jump into action, climbing out of the truck and yanking Sarah's door open. My sister looks up at me through frightened eyes and I place my hands over her one, helping her put more pressure on her wound as tears roll down my cheeks.

"You're gonna be okay, barbie. We're gonna get you help" I assure the girl who nods tiredly, grabbing my wrist with her blood covered hand.

"I love you, brat" She chokes out and I shake my head.

"Don't you dare say goodbye to me" I warn her "I just got you back"

"Did you get the gold?" The man who must be Terrance speaks through the phone, stealing our attention.

"Hey! Hey, look, we got it" John B answers.

"All right!" Terrance hollers, cutting him off as the girl from earlier shouts "You did it!"

"We got it, but listen, we have bigger problems. Sarah's been shot" John B informs them.

"What?" Terrance snaps.

"Yes, she's been shot in the gut. I need your help, okay? We're up in the cane field, a mile up on the left" John B explains hurriedly.

"Where you at?" Terrance questions.

"I'm not sure. I'll drop a pin. I don't know how to get here. We need you to hurry" John B pleads.

"On our way. We'll find you" Terrance replies shortly.

"Okay" John B breathes out before hanging up and turning back to us "Help is on the way, okay? Just stay with us"

Sarah nods her head in agreement and winces softly as I push down, shooting her an apologetic look.

"We need to get her out this truck, Johnny" I tell him when I hear a car approaching.

John B jumps out and quickly rounds the front of the vehicle, helping me get Sarah onto her feet. The brunette throws her arm around his neck and holds most of her wait as she limps beside him, still holding her wound. A car skids to a stop in front of us, Terrance and the girl from earlier emerging from it.

"Sarah!" The girl shouts in worry.

"I just texted you the address of a doctor! Tell him I sent you!" Terrance informs John B.

"Okay, and it's a hospital, right?" My friend replies, as I help Sarah into the front passenger seats of the car with me.

"No. You wanna get caught?" Terrance retorts.

"I really don't give a shit, T. She needs help" John B counters.

"He's better than any of the doctors in that shitcan. He's my guy. He got ya" Terrance assures John B, looking at me and then my twin "Sarah, look, you gon' be okay. Okay, baby? Just breathe, relax. Everything's good"

"Thank you" I tell the man, my bottom lip trembling in fear and he nods at me.

"We're gonna meet at the wharf in eight hours. No more. It is hot as hell out there. My guy's good. He's gonna take care of you" Terrance gives Sarah's hand a gentle squeeze in reassurance as John B climbs into the driver seat.

"And this is him, right?" John B double checks, flashing the man his phone screen.

"That's him. He got you. He's a good guy" Terrance nods.

"T? Thank you" Sarah speaks shakily.

"We good, baby" He waves her off, heading over to the truck with the gold "Come on. I got you!"

"Hey, hey. You're gonna need some money" The girl next to John B's window tells him, handing him a chunk of gold "John B, take care of my girl. Sarah! You're a fighter, girl! Hold on! Hold on!"

The girl races backwards, slamming her hand on the bonnet of the car as  she heads towards Terrance.

"Go! Go! Go! Go!" She hollers.

John B reverses out of the tall grass and slams down on the gas, speeding down the dirt path and I place my blood covered hands back over the wound that Sarah has neglected to hold down.

"What if they...what if they take the gold?" Sarah worries.

"Look, screw the gold, okay?" John B snaps "I'll take care of you. We'll get you to the doctor"

"Whoa, man! Hey! Watch out!" A man yells at us as John B swerves around his car.

"Your destination is in four miles" The GPS tells us.

"Hey, it's okay. It's okay. It's okay" John B tries to assure us "I'm just gonna follow this GPS, okay? Just hang on. Everything's gonna be fine"

"Turn left on State Road" The GPS instructs as the Routledge boy drops it onto the floor of the car.

"Shit" He curses.

He tries to reach for the phone and a horn honks at us loudly, causing him to swerve quickly to miss hitting the other car.

"John B!" I scold him.

"Shit! I need the directions" He responds.

"Left at the fork" The GPS says from the floor.

"Sarah, it's okay. It's okay" The boy tries to soothe her as she sobs in pain.

He tries to reach down for the phone again and the car drives onto the other side of the road.

"John B, car!" Sarah screams.

"Shit!" He jumps up straight and jerks the car back onto the right side as the other cars honk at us.

"I'm sorry, Sarah" I apologise in advance before letting go of her wound and ducking my head down to find the phone.

I grab it from beside the boy's foot and shoot up straight, holding it up triumphantly.

"Your destination is in 2.3 miles" It declares.

"You little angel" John B praises me, snatching the phone from my hand and I shoot him a smile before turning back to my sister.

John B speeds at an alarming rate down the street and soon we reach a back street in which he slams on the brakes, turning off the engine.

"Hold on, Sarah. I'm coming. I'm coming" He mutters, jumping out the car and racing around it to pull her door open "Here we go. I got you. Okay. Ready? Let's go"

Sarah gasps in pain as he helps her onto her feet and I climb out behind her, watching her every movement like a hawk.

"I got you. I got you. I got you" John B mumbles repetitively.

"Do you guys know where the doctor is?" I ask the couple sitting down near us and the jump up in horror.

"In there" The guy, points the way for us.

"Thank you" Sarah says gratefully.

I impatiently press the buzzer, getting angry when no one answers and Sarah pulls my hand away from it, letting it ring out.

"Come on!" John B snaps, just as impatient as I am.

"What do you want?" A man speaks through the box.

"I'm looking for Dr. Nygard" John B replies.

"Dr. Nygard's not here" The man answers.

"Okay, well, do you know where I can find him?" John B questions.

"Who are you?" The man asks in return.

"I'm a friend of Terrance's" John B reponds "Okay, look, somebody's been shot"

"Aw, hell" The man groans as if we're an inconvenience to him "There's a camera above to your left. Look at it and let me see your faces"

We all look up at the camera as we were told to do and the man lets out a sigh.

"All right, go through the bar. There's some stairs on the right" The man directs us.

"Okay. Thank you. Thank you" John B thanks the man before turning to us "Let's go"

"Doc!" I holler as we enter the bar.

"Bring her in here!" The doctor shouts.

"Doc, where are you?" John B yells.

"Here! Right here!" Doctor Nygard appears at the top of the stairs.

"Hey! Hey!" John B greets him.

"Yeah. Come on. Oh!" His eyes widen when he spots Sarah "It's not her head, is it?"

"No, it's not her head" John B answers, helping her up the stairs "Come on"

"I don't do heads" Doctor Nygard declares.

"Lucky us that it's not her head then" I retort sarcastically.

"You're good. You got two more. Two more" John B encourages a crying Sarah.

"Whoa. Whoa" The doctor says, stopping her to take a look at her wound "Ah"

"Go to the left over there" He points.

"Come on. Almost there" John B tells my sister, helping her into the house.

"Are you coming or what?" The doctor snaps at me.

"Nah, I think i'll just head out and leave my sister with a complete stranger" I snap back at him in sarcasm, brushing past the man to follow my sister and friend.

"Ah, looks like they got you pretty good, didn't they?" Doctor Nygard speaks up as we enter the house behind the couple.

"Where do you want me to put her, Doc?" John B questions.

"Take her straight down the hallway here" The man answers, grimacing as he watches Sarah limp down the hall "Damn! She's in worse shape than I am"

"You think?" I counter and he shoots me a glare.

"Put her up there on that table, right there" He instructs John B.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry" The boy apologises as he lifts my sister and places her down on the table.

"It's all right. Hang on a second here" The doctor tells us.

"Stay with me. Stay with me" John B begs and I take a hold of my sister's hand, squeezing it gently "Tell me what to do, Doc"

"Let's have a look at this thing" The doctor says, gesturing to her shorts.

John B unbuttons and unzips her shorts, folding them down to show the doctor while Sarah looks up at me. My sisters face is etched with pain and I try my best to give her a reassuring smile, pushing her hair from her face.

Right now, I'd do anything in my power to swap our places.

"So what have we got here?" Doctor Nygard says before groaning pitifully "Ah. Oh boy"

"She's... she's gonna be okay, right?" John B questions hopefully.

"That remains to be seen" The doctor answers vaguely.