Alyssa's POV
"Okay ladies, you both need to stop bickering," The impatient Paramedic said, her face like thunder as she raised her voice to us "Your arguments can wait, we have a man here who is about to bleed to death if we don't act fast,"
My eyes switched to the stretcher as two more Paramedics took Travis away, heading to the back of the ambulance. Travis had dropped unconscious, and I didnt care what Harmony thought of me now, or what she had to say. I just wanted Travis safe and well.
"So who is the next of kin?"
"I am," Harmony said confidently, stepping forward "Harmony Bridgeforth,"
"Who are you to the patient?" The Paramedic asked, beginning to write notes on a form.
"I am...ummmmm," Harmony paused to think "An old friend,"
"Old friend?" The Paramedic asked, raising her brow curiously "Where are his parents? Or a partner? No Children?"