Letting My Brother's Best Friend Take My V-Card

PART 4-CHAPTER 177

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My breath came in ragged gasps, each step through the snow slower than the last. The cold bit my skin, and my legs

screamed from the effort, but I couldn't stop. Not yet. I pushed myself forward, heart pounding in my chest as I glanced back over my shoulder. The flashlight beam sliced through the darkness, closer than it had been before. Eric was right behind me.

I stumbled, the uneven ground and thick snow pulling at my feet like they were trying to swallow me whole. My lungs burned with each breath of freezing air. I had to keep moving, I had to find a way out of this nightmare. But the snow was so thick and the cold so deep that Then, I heard it.

A deafening crack tore through the air, and in the same

instant, a searing pain shot through my right leg. I gasped, stumbling forward, then crumpled to the ground. I screamed, clutching my leg, the agony so intense I thought I might pass out. Blood soaked through my fingers as I pressed them to the wound, my mind unable to process what had just happened.

I'd been shot.

He'd shot me.

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"Fuck!" I cried, pain radiating up my leg with every frantic heartbeat. The snow beneath me was stained red. My thoughts were spinning, pain blotting out everything else, but through the haze of agony, I heard his footsteps approaching. Crunch. Crunch. Crunch.

looked up, blinking against the blur of tears, and saw the beam

the words barely audible through the pain

gleaming with something dark and twisted. The gun in his hand gleamed under the beam of the flashlight. He stared at me for a moment before, with no warning, he

move, to fight, to do anything, but my body wouldn't listen. I felt his hands on me then, rough and unyielding, as he grabbed me by the waist and hoisted me over his shoulder like a sack of flour. I wanted to struggle,

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ears, and the world around me felt distant, as if I was floating somewhere

against my ear as he carried me back toward the cabin. "If you'd just stayed where you

biting back a sob that threatened to escape my throat. Every step he took sent a jolt of pain through my leg, but I refused to give him the

disdain. "But it's

at my exposed skin. The pain was too much, my body shutting down in response. The last thing I remembered was the cabin door creaking open and the warmth of the fire hitting my face before everything went black. When I woke up, everything hurt. My leg throbbed, my head pounded, and my mouth tasted like copper. I blinked, trying to focus, but my vision was still blurry, and my head felt like it

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My heart raced as my gaze landed on Eric, who was crouched

The wound where the bullet had torn through my flesh was now wrapped tightly in white gauze, stained pink with blood. He looked up at me then, a slow smile creeping across his face. "There you are," he said softly, his voice almost tender, but there was something chilling in the way he said it.

hard, my throat dry

he replied, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. "I

heart hammering against my ribs. He was