Nestore's POV "I'll drive," Nevio said, shifting me from the steering."You're not in a position to drive Nevio, let me do it," I argued, but he held out his arm, blocking the steering from me."This is not the fuckin time to argue about who's fit and who's not Nestore, let me drive, and when we get to the hospital, we'll think about who's fitter,""Let's just go home, Nevio; I don't trust anyone at the hospital; anything could happen, anyone could be a threat, anyone could do anything, make attempts to kill us, because we're already weak," I tried explaining."Your worries are valid, but we would die, Nestore, if we go untreated," He said and started the car."Stop the fucking car Nevio, drive home or do no drive at all," I yelled, my guts tightening and fresh blood oozing from the gunshot wounds.He paid no heed to my words and continued driving instead, but I wasn't going to allow him.With one swift move, I reached out for the steering, haggling for the wheel.“You want to die so
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