"Jane!" I can hear him shouting out my name.
"Jane! Stop please!" He screamed, while still chasing me with his cut bruised leg. I kept on running till my feet hurt.
"Just stop will you? Let's talk, please!" He shouted still running after me, but this time, I won't stop.
"Janice! Please! I'm hurt, I can't run no more.." I ignored him and kept running, with my face as red as a ripened tomato's internals due to the continuous jogging.
A thud on the ground is the next thing I heard. I turned back to look and saw him laying half dead on the road, with a pool of blood slowly curling around his head.
"Tyran!" I screamed out of fear. I sprinted towards him, while my lungs succumb to breathe as I struggle for air, hoping something serious didn't occur right here, hoping that I just didn't lose him.
As soon as I reached him, I rushed down to his head, I held him close placing his head on my lap . He had gone unconcious as he hit his head pretty hard on a road brick. His curly hair were all wet and droopy from the blood he had lost that encircled is head.
I immediately took out my cellphone and dialed for the ambulance.
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"Calm down ma'am, we'll be there in 15 minutes." The women on the other side said.
"Be quick please! My friend is bleeding the hell out!" I screamed at the women on the line, scared to my guts for Tyran.
She told me to apply firm pressure to the wound with sterile gauze or a clean cloth. I did exactly that with my shaking hands and the anxiety I could feel churning my stomach.
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The ambulance was there in about 10 minutes. I went numb.
All I did was look at the two men rushing out of the ambulance towards us. They held Tyran up and lay him on a strecher, and put him gently inside the ambulance. They commanded me to come along.
All I did was look at their face, expressionless, palefaced.
I couldn't move..