Chapter 2 Save My Brother First

Seeing that Dennis was about to go into shock, I scrambled for my phone on the ground.

However, Jessica stepped on the back of my hand with her high heel. "Jeez, calm down. It's already happened. The first thing we need to do is solve the problem. Matthew's future matters."

Pain shot through my hand.

"What about my brother's future?" I cut her off furiously. "He just started college this year."

Matthew crouched beside us and burst into sobs. "Calum, I know it's all my fault. Hit me if you want. I'll get on my knees."

Then, he actually knelt. His knees hit the ground with a loud thud.

Jessica rushed over to help him. "Matthew, get up. The ground is cold."

He leaned against her shoulder while sobbing. "I'm doomed, Ms. Homer."

She patted his back and said softly, "Don't worry. I won't let anything happen to you."

…

While they clung to each other, I took the chance to call an ambulance. After I hung up, I stared anxiously at my brother, praying nothing would happen to him.

Jessica glared at me as she asked, "Did you just call the police?"

Dennis lay in my arms with a broken leg, his blood nearly drained, and she only cared about Matthew.

My face darkened. "What do you think?"

Jessica panicked and replied, "This isn't the time to be emotional. I'll take responsibility for your brother's injuries, but Matthew—"

"I didn't call the police," I interrupted.

When she heard this, she relaxed. "Good. Don't worry, I'll pay the medical bills."

I asked sarcastically, "If the one who got hit were your assistant, would you have killed me?"

Jessica's brows knitted together. "Do you have to be so emotional?"

Soon, an ambulance siren wailed in the distance. At that moment, Matthew stopped crying and suddenly collapsed onto the ground for no reason at all.

"Matthew!" Jessica pulled him into her arms. "What's wrong?"

Matthew closed his eyes and said weakly, "Jessica, I'm dizzy. I can't breathe."

Holding him, she ordered me, "Matthew passed out. Let him get in the ambulance first."

I held my brother and almost thought I'd misheard her. "Are you crazy?"

"Matthew is in terrible shape. He may have suffered internal injuries. He can't wait." Jessica helped Matthew toward the roadside. "Your brother is fine for now. Matthew goes first, and I'll call a second ambulance right away."

The ambulance screeched to a stop at the intersection, and two paramedics jumped out with a stretcher.

"Where's the patient?"

Jessica waved. "Here! He's passed out!"

Then, the stretcher rushed toward Matthew.

I stood up with Dennis in my arms. My back was soaked with sweat, and my stomach twisted with cramps.

I shouted at the medics, "Over here! Save my brother first! He was hit by a car and is bleeding badly!"

As the medics stopped their tracks, Jessica turned to look at me and snapped, "Matthew goes first! He might have a brain bleed! Your brother's leg can wait!"

Dennis twitched in my arms. I looked down and saw that his pupils were starting to dilate.

I ran forward with him, bypassed the stretcher, and kicked open the ambulance's rear doors.

"Save my brother first!" I stared at the doctor. "His legs are fractured, and he's bleeding heavily. He's losing consciousness, and his pupils are dilating!"

"Calum, you're so selfish!" Jessica shouted behind me.

I ignored her and laid Dennis on the stretcher.

…

As the ambulance doors closed, I saw Jessica glaring at me coldly through the window.

I used to dread that look more than anything since I always felt I owed her too much. But now, I no longer cared.

During the ride, I kept thinking about my past with Jessica.

I had pursued her in my sophomore year of college, and luckily, she liked me too. Since then, we'd been in a relationship.

She often asked if I would break up with her after graduation, and I always told her I would never leave her.

Unfortunately, I broke that promise and left when she was at her lowest.