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Story: Burning Hearts
She heard a heavy thud. A gun went off. Jamie flinched, whimpering at the thought she might be shot any second with no way to defend herself against it.
The man carrying her listed to the side. She fell off his shoulder and cried out, disoriented. She hit the ground and rolled.
No.
If she hit her head again, things would be even worse.
But the momentum only rolled her away. She stopped, aware she lay on the grass. Someone was in a fight. Maybe more than one person. “Logan.”
“Jamie!”
He was here. And alive—at least for now.
Jamie tried to push herself up. Get her legs under her. She could stand, but what then? How would it help her to be upright?
Someone landed in front of her.
She flinched again and shifted back.
“No, don’t!” He grabbed at her hands. “Don’t go too far. There’s a steep hill behind you.” He touched her face. “What’s wrong with your eyes?”
She blinked.
“Jamie, what is it?”
She held on to his arms. “Logan, I can’t see.”
It was black. Total, complete black. Just…nothing.
He pulled her to himself, his arms encircling her. The quick motion disoriented her, causing everything to swim around her and her face to smash against his shoulder. Pain cracked across her head, and she cried out.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. We’re gonna get you out of here. I promise you’re safe.” Logan held her gently. “Tell me what’s wrong.”
“Head,” she managed to say. “Hurts.”
“We’ll go slow. Tristan is here, and Hammer. You don’t need to worry about those guys anymore. We took care of them.” Logan’s strong arms helped her to her feet.
Jamie pushed back the need to vomit. She’d never been a fan of being helpless, and this was no exception. “I can’t see where I’m going.”
Someone came up to her.
Thick fingers touched her face. She flinched. Hammer said, “Hold still.”
Nothing happened.
“Do you see anything?”
She shook her head, which caused a new wave of pain to jackhammer through her mind. Jamie blew out a breath.
Logan said, “How bad is it?”
“I’m not a doctor, bro. But sudden trauma to the head can cause temporary blindness. So why don’t you use some of that praying you do to ask for that. It’s pretty much the best-case scenario at this point.”
Logan said, “Thanks, Hammer.”
She sensed more than felt him move away, and heard him say, “I’ll see what they had on them.”
“Are we just leaving them here?”
The man carrying her listed to the side. She fell off his shoulder and cried out, disoriented. She hit the ground and rolled.
No.
If she hit her head again, things would be even worse.
But the momentum only rolled her away. She stopped, aware she lay on the grass. Someone was in a fight. Maybe more than one person. “Logan.”
“Jamie!”
He was here. And alive—at least for now.
Jamie tried to push herself up. Get her legs under her. She could stand, but what then? How would it help her to be upright?
Someone landed in front of her.
She flinched again and shifted back.
“No, don’t!” He grabbed at her hands. “Don’t go too far. There’s a steep hill behind you.” He touched her face. “What’s wrong with your eyes?”
She blinked.
“Jamie, what is it?”
She held on to his arms. “Logan, I can’t see.”
It was black. Total, complete black. Just…nothing.
He pulled her to himself, his arms encircling her. The quick motion disoriented her, causing everything to swim around her and her face to smash against his shoulder. Pain cracked across her head, and she cried out.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. We’re gonna get you out of here. I promise you’re safe.” Logan held her gently. “Tell me what’s wrong.”
“Head,” she managed to say. “Hurts.”
“We’ll go slow. Tristan is here, and Hammer. You don’t need to worry about those guys anymore. We took care of them.” Logan’s strong arms helped her to her feet.
Jamie pushed back the need to vomit. She’d never been a fan of being helpless, and this was no exception. “I can’t see where I’m going.”
Someone came up to her.
Thick fingers touched her face. She flinched. Hammer said, “Hold still.”
Nothing happened.
“Do you see anything?”
She shook her head, which caused a new wave of pain to jackhammer through her mind. Jamie blew out a breath.
Logan said, “How bad is it?”
“I’m not a doctor, bro. But sudden trauma to the head can cause temporary blindness. So why don’t you use some of that praying you do to ask for that. It’s pretty much the best-case scenario at this point.”
Logan said, “Thanks, Hammer.”
She sensed more than felt him move away, and heard him say, “I’ll see what they had on them.”
“Are we just leaving them here?”
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