“I think I need to go to the hospital.”
Injured / Injury Starters
He couldn’t help but tense, feeling his features pale as he listened to his voice over the phone. ❝ Wh-What? ❞ His voice was a whisper while he spoke, and it took him a split second after having saying so for it to sink in.
❝ Oh god, what happened? I promise you that I’m on my way now. I’ll do what I can to help until we can get you to the clinic in the very least, but I need you to tell me what happened. Are you in your hideout or do I need to turn around? I’m already in a car, so I assure you it will be momentarily that I arrive to wherever you may be. ❞
His grip on the wheel was tight as he awaited a reply, phone tucked between his shoulder and ear as he wove his way through traffic. ❝ Remember to stay calm. Control your breathing, apply pressure where you may need to. I’ll be there soon, but please get back to me once you are able to with what happened. I won’t hang up until I get there. Not until I can see you. ❞