I walked circles around the house. Waiting for him. I didn't care if he didn't want to talk. I just wanted to make sure he was okay. I prayed nothing happen to him. He said tonight would be a little dangerous. How dangerous? Was it more than I thought? More than I wanted it to be. I shivered....what if something bad happened.
A knock at the door starttled me. I open the door finding Tim. He was holding his arm in pain. There was a bandage...it was bloody, blood was all over his hands. I hugged Tim inside. I set him on the couch then close the door. His breaths were fast. I cup his face to make him look at me. His green eyes were more focused on his wound
"What happened" I ask softly
"Nothing...." he breathed
I put my forehead against his. I kiss his nose. I go into the bathroom to get the first aid kit. I come back, he was still there. I sit next to him and unwrap the dirty cloth. I stare at the wound, it was a bullet. The blood was dark. It's smelt of bitterness and pain. I gag at the smell. I leave the room to get water and paper towel. Tim rests his head on the back of the couch. I clean up the blood. It smelled horriable. Every paper towel I used I threw it in the water bowl.
"Is the bullet (cough) out" I ask
"Ye-" he hissed in pain.
The blood was moving like a river. I wanted to puke. I was never good with blood. I swab the last bit of blood and start wrapping his arm with clean bandages. I kiss Tim's temple and get up to get him some pain killers. he never took them with water so I just got the killers. He popped them in his mouth then let out a big sigh. I sit next to him and hug him.
"Who did this to you...?' I ask
"....(sigh)....Russian mafia" he says
I draw circles in his back.
"Why didn't you call 911" I ask
",,,,Police were there, they knew I was injured so they would have to wait for that" he rests his head on my shoulder
His green eyes were tired. His body was worn out. He needed to rest. The couch isn't too bad. I pull Tim on top of me. We lay down together. He wraps his good arm around my back. i put my hands on the back of his head and rub my fingers through his spikey blond hair. He rests his head on my upper boob.
I feel his heart beat slow down....beat..beat..beat....beat.....beat. He lets out on big breath before he falls into dream land. I slowly after him follow
"I love you, Tim"