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FreewriteJamie’s boyfriend is lying half-conscious in a bath tub overflowing with an alarming mixture of water and blood, yet Jamie still can’t bring himself to call for an ambulance. Instead, he crawls into the tub himself and gently wraps his arms around Chris’s limp body.
“Does it hurt?”
Chris’s weak laugh comforts him for some reason, despite the blood that gushes from his wound at the movement and the pain-filled moan that comes afterwards.
“Obviously,” Chris says, wincing and closing his eyes as he does so. Blood trickles from his mouth. It seems like even the smallest of tasks has become near impossible for him.
“Do you want me to.. do anything? Can I help?”
It takes Chris a moment to reply. Jamie can feel his heartbeat slowing, his breaths becoming erratic. His eyes flutter back and forth between open and closed every few seconds as if he can’t manage to stay conscious.
“No… it’s fading.”