“whose blood is that?”
HURT MEME || ACCEPTING
His body shook, glassy eyes filled with endless pain and heartbreak staring at Emmett. Blood was smeared all over his clothes and hands. He couldn’t speak, he felt his chest tightening and all he could do was drop to his knees and sob into blood covered hands.Images of the dead corpse flashed repeatedly through his mind, causing him to cry out.
He begged for it to stop, begged to forget about her but it just got worse. The fresh, crimson liquid that painted his hands red were too much of a reminder of what had happened, of how he failed.
Jaymes looks up at Emmett, tears pouring down his cheeks. “I couldn’t save her, Emmett. I tried, I tried to save her but there was too much blood. They hit one of the main arteries in her chest and she bled out. She barely had a pulse when I got there...I tried.” He stops, taking a shaky breath as he turns to look out of the window. “But I failed..and she died, I should’ve done more to save her.”