My heart started pounding through my chest. I glanced around making sure this wasn’t a trap. When I didn’t see a single car anywhere, I knelt down next to the person. It was a boy who appeared to be my age. He had brown hair, which was kind of short, but very fluffy looking.
I tried to drag him off the road. After about 5 minutes, I got him into the woods nearby. I didn’t want anyone to see me helping him. I pulled off my jacket and looked at it. It was my favorite. I reluctantly ripped the sleeve off, and tied it around his arm, making it as tight as possible. Next I moved down to his side. I once more looked around and gently pulled up his shirt a little. When I saw the intensity and bloodiness of his wound, my stomach turned. I wrapped the rest of my jacket the best I could around him. As soon as I pulled his shirt back down, he moaned in pain. Startled, I looked up at him. His eyes slowly opened, but only got to be about half way. He looked at me, confused as to why I was there and who I was. I gently touched his face and said “Don’t try to move, you’re hurt too badly”. Instantly, he tried to move. I could tell this kid didn’t like to listen. I pushed him back down, and he winced. I sighed as I realized I had pushed on his rubs, which probably had a few of them broken. “I’m sorry…” I said. He managed to talk and said “It’s okay… Who are you?” He had a semi deep and raspy voice, which surprised me considering he looked my age and half the guys in my town haven’t hit puberty yet. I looked up at him, seeing bright green-brown eyes staring at me. I glanced away, blushing as this was the most attention I had ever gotten from a guy that wasn’t directed angrily at me. His eyes suddenly shot open as he realized what happened. He sat up before I could realize what he was doing. “What are you doing?” I asked curiously. He replied “We have to get out of here, before they come back. I don’t care how much pain it is going to be, we have to get out!” Before I knew what was going on he grabbed my hand. Out of instinct, I grabbed his too. He closed his eyes, and I felt his grip get tighter on my hand. There was a loud bang, and I was transported to a mystery world, unsure of my return. I closed my eyes, blinded by brightness. I could hear him moaning, probably because we were moving.