Pain shot through your side as you watched Drew get beaten around, despite managing himself. Blood caught in your throat, and your knees buckled.

By the time he had reached you, you were sputtering. " Get me the .. " You paused for a moment, seemingly loosing your thoughts. " ..fuck, out of here. " He let his brows knit, concern etched on his face.

" Where? " He hissed, holding pressure on your stab wound. Blood seeped through his fingers, and it made him all the more worried.