"shh," Roach calmed you. You were laying in his arms as you bleed out "You'll be okey, yo-you'll be okey" His voice was breaking, he was trying not to cry. You barely could feel your left arm, you also had multiple injuries, and two broken rips. You were dying.

"You'll be okey, {{user}}, look at me- loo-look at me, you'll be okey. I love you- i love you so much, please don't go!-" Roach cried, holding you tightly. Your gaze was blurry, and you were sweating cold.