AT THE SAME TIME
WANESSA'S POINT OF VIEW:
I could hear the frantic sounds of the others around me, but they felt so distant. I focused on Xavier, my heart hammering in my chest as I tried to stop the blood from spilling from his side. My hands trembled as I pressed against the wound, but it didn't seem to help. His body was so limp, so still.
"Xavier, please, stay with me." I begged, my voice breaking. His once strong and determined eyes were closed, and his breathing was shallow
. The world around me blurred as panic set in.
"Someone, anyone help him!" My voice shook with desperation. I couldn't lose him. Not now, not like this.
Terrence and Michael arrived next to me, their expressions pale, their faces twisted with fear.
"We need to get him to a healer, now!" Terrence shouted, his hands hovering over Xavier's body, unsure of what to do.