“Where’s the ambulance?! She’s injured. Someone, go get me something to slow the bleeding.” One of the serving staff handed him a clean bar towel. Everett knew Rebecca didn’t feel it right now. Her anger hid the pain from her, and she wasn’t one that did well with blood. He had to call the shots. Yuri only now wandered over and looked a little concerned. Everett glared at him. Some promise to take care of her.
“Everett I’m fine. I’m just angry at how she went after me like that. It’s your fault, you know. She thinks I’m a slut because of this.”
“Well, we know who is to blame for that, now, don’t we? Now, love, we need to move you, but if we do it the wrong way, you can get hurt even more. I think you fell on broken glass.”
“She threw a full glass of something at me before she started hitting me. Whatever was in the glass got in my eyes and stung. I couldn’t see what was happening. It still hurts to open them.”
“Okay, then don
