Chapter One Hundred And Three

Adriana’s POV

“What are you doing here, and with… Amy?” I spat at Jamie, feeling a rush of different emotions run up my spine, and none of them was good.

My anger flared when she eyed Chris’s unconscious body on the floor, kicked him around his midriff and sighed when he didn’t respond.

“He may be dead.” She said nonchalantly, turning to share a mischievous look with Amy. “I think you hit him pretty hard.”

Her nonchalant response made me suddenly see a red scorching rage and with the anger boiling down my body, I strained against the chains and yelled; “You should both take him to a hospital! You can’t possibly just leave him here to bleed to death do you?!”

My attention was torn between worrying for my saftey and worrying for Chris’ as well. I was scared on his behalf that I momentarily forgot that I was in trouble as well, and even more scared as he didn’t move even a finger. “Please do not allow him to die, do something!” I yelled, making both Amy and Jamie laugh hysterically.

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