“Stein!” Screaming his name, I rushed to him and caught him before he hit the floor. I lowered him down and pressed my hand against the wound as my mind snapped into a clarity I didn't know I possessed. Blood seeped between my fingers.“Fuck,” I breathed, my anger evaporating into cold, practical terror. “Fuck, Stein, you stupid, stupid bastard.”He looked up at me. Though his face was getting paler the more blood he lost, he was freaking smiling, as if everything were damned okay. “You . . . You still care, Schatz,” he whispered.“Shut up,” I snapped. I tore off my shirt and wrapped it tight around his wrist. “Don't talk. Don't you dare talk.”My heart, which had been beating loudly since the time he showed up unannounced, decided it was time to increase its tempo. My lips trembled as I tried to hold it together. I dragged my phone from the floor with bloody fingers and dialled emergency services with shaking hands. The operator's voice was calm and professional as he asked why I ca
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