FIGHTING FOR US

ingly. Xavier lay not too far from he was staring at the ceiling, his chest rising and falling with every breath he took. Vanessa turned and instantly

ets wounds had already fully healed. She rested her back on a crate and flexed

ood ran down her leg as she made an incision at the back of her right thigh large enough for her to stick about two fingers. She quickly set the dagger down and he

flesh fille

ise to him. And when he was initially asked to get her he had expected to me

g Xavier’s hand with her other free hand, she could feel her nails break through his skin but did not relent and made up her mind to apolo

iced the tip of her fingers were

ead and took some calming breathes. She picked up the dagger a

bullet in my back.

to your spine.”

me and I can’t stand it. Ple

undress herself, the dress was still damp and would occasionally drip, and it still clung tightly to her skin. Vanessa strained her hands to reach the

us couche

er back around her tattoo region. She gently laid down trying not to aggravate the pain in her back. She fold

e the bullet pierced her skin and he felt her shudder

ready?”

er skin. Xavier tried his best to be gentle but nothing he could do would stop the pain. Blood spil

his fingers moving through her. Xavier saw the tears rolling down her face, the wound on her back was healing and it was a struggle to keep

damp sleeve to wipe the blood on her back, on her leg and fingers and then his hand. She remained unmovin

g. Vanessa hid her face against his chest, he stroked her back gently and softly. The more he stroked the more she cried. She opened her mouth to say something, to

ly calmed down and th

croaked an

one apologising

efully closed her eyes