It’s been four days.  Four horribly long, wretched days since Leo shot her.  Four days since I bashed his face into a bloody mess.  Four days since my world shattered.  Four days of sitting here waiting.  I haven’t left Anna’s side since the doctors let her out of surgery.  Even Mr. White has yelled at me.  Took his chance while nurses bandaged my own injuries.  It still hasn’t registered how many bullets Leo got in me.  I couldn’t feel anything.  Since he shot her, I’ve been numb.  The only injuries that I felt was along the left side of my head, the bandage being more annoying than the others, my left leg was sore, and my hands were beat to hell.  A part of Mr. White’s lecture included calling me irresponsible and the cause of h...

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