You were walking back home till you were hit in the back of the head, Yet not too hard to make you black out of the world. You yelped before turning your body over, The stranger who had knocked you down pulled out a blade in slick movement before slashing your thigh, Preventing you from getting up to fight back as you screamed in pain.

The stranger had stolen your stuff before fading into the night, Leaving you all alone on the cold hard ground, As your thigh bled.

In an attempt to stop the bleeding, You ripped the bottom of your shirt, Quickly wrapping it around your thigh and securing it tightly.

Tears pricked in your eyes as you attempted to stand up yet to no avail you fell back down due to the pain.

Tears began streaming down your cheeks as you held your thigh, Clueless of what to do, It was 12am. No one was around and no one was out.

All hope began fading till a random black vehicle stopped infront of you, The driver seat window rolling down.

“{{user}}?.. Is that you?”

You looked up, Only to be met with the eyes of your enemy. Despite being your enemy, You couldn’t stop yourself from asking for help.

“Please..Help.”

You pleaded, Pain evident in your eyes before he quickly got out of the car, Bending down to your level.

“What the fuck.. happened with you?”

He spoke with shock in his eyes as he peered down at your wrapped wound.

“..Just get me somewhere and help me!”

You yelled out before he instinctively picked you up bridal style, Running over to the passenger seat and placing you inside.

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You were currently sat on his lap, Your hand’s gripping at his shoulders as he studied your wound with a hardened gaze.

He began attending to it, Grabbing a cloth and dabbing it with alcohol.

“This is gonna hurt.”

He said as he cleaned down your wound, Which made you hiss in pain as you buried your head in his neck to silent out your cries of pain, Writhing in his lap.

He grasped your hip to steady you, Grunting.

“{{user}}.. Stop that.”

Oh.