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Oh, fuck

“I can’t go there!” he moans

“Yeah you can, Ez You can go to the hospital Because I'o with you"

His teeth are chattering again He’s breathing fast He whimpers, "I don't want to"

“I know I’ down his face as he blinks up at me I realize his hair's sweat-pasted to his forehead Soot here I’ for his forehead when a woman shouts, “We’re on the move!”

I puthis stretcher Its wheels bu like he ht pass out from pain

“You’re doing so good, Ez Keep hanging in there”

Ezra’s losing his shit, but he's being quiet about it I can see the skin around his collarbone tug inward like he's struggling to breathe He looks down at himself with eyes peeled wide, and I notice there’s a sheet over his legs

“It’s okay,” Idown “I’m with you”

The announcer boo and cheering as we reach the tunnel that itfaster into the ce toward us—looks like different paramedics

"Mills?” Ezra’s hand findsso hard “I CAN’T GO"

"Yeah you can, Ez You can do this I swear You’re so fucking brave I'ot you"

He pulls our joined hands to his chest "You promise?"

“Oh yeah I fucking promise you that, baby”