Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Herbert caught Jessica in his arms just in time.

Her skin was icy cold, her face ghostly pale, and sweat beaded on her forehead.

She'd started vomiting a reaction to the sight of all that blood.

Moving quickly, Herbert laid her gently on the ground, then lifted her legs at a forty-five-degree angle, supporting her ankles in his hands.

A few minutes later, Jessica's eyes fluttered open, but she was so weak she could barely move.

Herbert lowered her legs and helped her sit up against the wall. Jessica tried to glance toward Timothy, but Herbert swiftly covered her eyes with his hand. "Don't look," he said softly. "You faint at the sight of blood. If you go into shock, it could be dangerous."

Just then, the distant wail of the ambulance siren reached Jessica's ears, and the tension in her chest eased a little.

"Okay," she whispered, "I won't look."

In what felt like no time at all, the ambulance arrived. Paramedics rushed Timothy onto a stretcher, and Herbert scooped Jessica up and climbed in after them.

He asked the medics for an ice pack and pressed it to Jessica's forehead, shielding her from the sight of Timothy's wound, blocking her view with his own body.

On the other side of the ambulance, paramedics scrambled to save Timothy.

"Heart rate dropping!"

"Quick, stop the bleeding!"

A medic turned to them. "Family member-what's his blood type?"

Jessica managed a weak reply: "O."

"Start a transfusion, now!"

heart rate's still

erratically as she listened to the frantic voices and

mind felt foggy and

want

tone was firm, but there was worry in his eyes. “Don't blame me for being harsh.

to watch

Timothy had been in a car accident, he was chasing after her- Vince had told her. Her heart ached at the memory, but she

because of her; his back had been covered in wounds that probably still

he had them. Why else would he be coughing

beam had struck Timothy's head, splitting the

tremendous force

tightened

was a divorce. To leave him. To

when she found hope for her life again, she only

anything else—not to dredge up old

just wanted peace. A simple life that belonged

had things ended up like this between

of them was scarred to the

was

wasn't the ending she

Please; save him. I can't watch him die in

it,

it takes.

face froze for

Timothy behind, he still