Chapter 63

Laura's POV

I might have just gotten us both into trouble.

I thought to myself, my mind racing with fear and adrenaline. This had to be the Rocci's doing. They were the only ones who had a reason to want me dead.

As Kelvin kept driving, weaving in and out of traffic, another shot rang out. This time, Kelvin grunted, his face twisted in pain.

"Kelvin!" I screamed, my heart racing with fear.

He didn't respond, his eyes fixed on the road as he continued to drive. I scrambled up from the floor, my eyes scanning his body for any signs of injury.

A dark stain was spreading across his shoulder, and I felt a wave of panic wash over me. He was hit!

He didn't as much as flinch, his face still twisted in pain. But his eyes remained fixed on the road, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly. He reached into his jacket and pulled out a gun.

Without taking his eyes off the road, he fired a shot at the sedan's tires. The sound of shattering glass and screeching rubber filled the air as the sedan swerved out of control.

He took advantage of the distraction to speed away, weaving in and out of traffic with ease. I was whimpering and crying, my heart still racing with fear.

But Kelvin's voice cut through my hysteria, his tone low and menacing. "Shut the fuck up, Laura."

I felt shaken to my core, my eyes fixed on Kelvin's injured shoulder. Seeing him get shot like that, without even flinching, was a harsh reminder of the world he operated in. It was a world of violence and power, where getting hurt was just a normal part of the game.

I felt a pang of fear, not just for myself, but for Kelvin as well. He was always so calm and collected, but seeing him injured like this made him seem more human, more vulnerable.

Silent tears fell from my eyes as I stared at him, my heart aching with a mix of fear and concern. I felt like I was feeling his pain on his behalf, like I was the one who had been shot.

His eyes flicked to mine, his gaze narrowing slightly as he took in my tear-stained face. For a moment, I thought I saw a flicker of something in his eyes, something almost like... concern.

But it was quickly replaced by his usual mask of calm control. "We need to get out of here," he said, his voice low and even. "Now."

I nodded, still feeling shaken, but trying to compose myself. I knew I had to be strong, for both our sakes. But as I looked at him, I couldn't help but wonder what other dangers lay ahead, and what the gathering would be like. This was way more serious than I thought.

"We need to get you to a hospital," I said, my voice shaking with concern.

His expression turned grim, and he shook his head. "I can't."

I frowned, confused. "What do you mean you can't? You've been shot!"

He glanced in the rearview mirror, his eyes scanning the road behind us. "We can't risk it. Whoever did this might be waiting for us at the hospital."

I felt a chill run down my spine as I realized the danger we were in. His eyes locked onto mine, and he nodded. "I know a place we can go. It's secluded, and we'll be safe there."

I nodded, trying to trust him. We drove in silence for what felt like hours.

Finally, we arrived at a small cabin nestled in the woods. Kelvin killed the engine and turned to me, his face pale with pain. "Let's get inside."

I nodded, helping him out of the car. He winced as he moved his shoulder, and I felt a pang of guilt. This was all my fault.

Inside the cabin, Kelvin made his way to the bathroom, returning with a first aid kit. He tried to treat himself, but I took the kit from him, my hands shaking as I applied the bandages.

Tears streamed down my face as I worked, my heart aching with fear and concern. I felt him watching me, his expression blank as always.

Suddenly, he chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. I raised my head, looking up at him in surprise. "What's so funny?" I asked, my voice trembling.

His smile grew wider, his eyes glinting with amusement. "You're crying over me," he said, his voice low and husky. "I didn't think you cared.”