My Best Friend
"They were looking for The Wolfs", I manage to rasp out. The Dumas visibly stiffened. I feel something bubbling in my stomach, closing my eyes I gasp but still manage a smile, "but I didn't tell them."
"Tell them what?", Dante squeezes my shoulders with one of his arms as his other hand moves to wipe the sweat off my forehead effectively pushing my hair back. My eyes move to his and I notice he's crying, and my eyes start to water again.
"I didn't give you up De", I whisper. I feel something building in the back of my throat and my sight starts to get real blurry. Almost everything feels cold and I can't help but shake.
Dante is shaking his head no. "Didn't give me.... What are you talking ab-".
I cough and the built up pressure in my throat gushes forward. I see drops of blood splatter Dante's horrified face. My chin, neck, and chest no longer feel cold.
"I-I didn't tell them where m-my wolf was."
His eyes flood with realization. My heart stops beating.