Fast Learner

Low whimpers kept coming out of Bridget's mouth, as she aggressively bit her lower lip, trying to endure the pain of her wound which Matthew was wrapping to stop the bleeding.

"It's done, baby. I'm sorry." Matthew whispered after he succeeded in stopping the bleeding of the wound in Bridget's stomach.

A long sigh was released by Bridget as she pressed on her wound, and relaxed on the ground, closing her eyes shut and breathing deeply.

"Don't call me baby." Matthew hummed, as he sat right on the sand instead of crouching down, trailing Bridget's features with his eyes.

"Where are we?" Bridget hissed in pain because she tried to sit up which is why she applied too much pressure on her wound. Matthew instantly rushed to help her sit properly before slowly getting up.

"Fuck, it hurts bad." She held onto Matthew as if her life depended on it; this is when she felt some blood on Matthew's shoulder.