Aftermath

(Aarons POV)

When I opened my eyes again Evan was in front of me, holding my pullover.

"Y-you're hurt.." He muttered quietly.

I looked at him confused but then remembered that the bullet scraped my shoulder.

I was about to respond with 'Oh I'm fine' but Evan didn't let me as he said "No, you are not fine. Don't give me that bullcrap! This could get infected!"

He reached out with his hand and slowly grazed over the fresh cut. It stung a bit and I hissed. "Come, we are going home." He said while forcefully making me put on my pullover and dragging me out of the coffee shop.

As we were exiting the shop Ellie wanted to speak with Evan for a bit, but he completely ignored her and I think that is only fair. She faked being sick and lured us into this trap. I don't care that she was forced to do that, what happened today should not happen to anyone else.