ZERIAH’S POV:
“I would appreciate it if you hurry.” I uttered to the phone as I desperately put pressure on Zoey’s bleeding knees.
I contacted the nearest hospital from the block as calmly as I could.
“We are trying our best sir, we’ll be there at about 15 more minutes…For now keep doing what you are told to do.” A woman’s voice replied.
Damn it. I ended the call without replying any further.
“Get your hands off me…I’ll do it myself.” Zoey argued as she whimpers in pain.
“Stay put.” I responded coldly, ignoring her grip. I kept my hands above her knees as we patiently waited for the doctor I called.
We went on like that for a while until I noticed that tears are already falling down her face.
“D-does it hurt really bad?” I know that I sounded like a fool the moment I let out
