Chapter 29 Near Death

• Still Miguel’s POV
• “Keep your eyes open, I need you to look at me. You can’t shut your eyes, just keep your eyes on me, listen to my voice, just listen to me. You’ll be fine, I promise.” I told her softly. I had one hand on the steering wheel while my other hand was stretched towards her, holding her hand. She has lost so much blood and she looks as pale as a ghost.
• “I… I… It hurts… It hurts so badly, I can’t take it anymore. I… I… I can’t bear it anymore. G… G… Get help Miguel… I… I… I… need help… Help…” She cried out in pain, shivering like a feverish patient. I have been driving around for a good few minutes, yet there was no hospital in sight, none at all. We had left the crime scene just in the nick of time. The cops passed us on their way to the crime scene but they had no idea that we were the culprit, they simply passed by us and we drove away. Thank God they didn’t see Hillary in that condition, they would have dragged us to the station for questioning and we could have encountered more issues especially if we are apprehended by some of the dirty cops, it would have been so bad, so fucking bad. I’m pretty certain that they would not have bothered to bring us down to the station, they would have killed us on sight and they would have gotten away with it because everyone believes that the cops are right, they would never believe that we are innocent victims.