Chapter 9 Glimpse

Klaire's P.O.V

I glance at him now. He was sleeping. The bleeding of his legs stops. He looks so peaceful while he sleeps. How I wish I could just stare at him like this. But I can't especially now. Good thing he didn't get to hurt that much. I took his hands and hold them, that familiar feeling is there again trying to overwhelm me.

"I'm sorry," I mutter. I close my eyes. I shouldn't be near him right now. He didn't see me earlier, right? He hurts and it was all because of me.

Letting go of his hand, I made my way to the living room where the body of two rogues remains unconscious. I didn't kill them they just look like they are dead. Their blood is all about over the place.

"What happened here?!" Clint rushes in my direction. They probably don't know what happened. And I was not surprised at it.

"Another attack," I mutter, J tried to move the unconscious rogues but Clint stops me. He shoved my shoulder to face him.