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Seeing him like that tore out my heart.
    I tried to wake him up, but he didn’t even move a single finger. The blood was still flowing so I grabbed a bandage and placed it on his wound. My heart was continuously praying to God to make him well. God, please, save this child.
    I rushed to the elevator. Carrie was already out. I ran out of the house; Carrie was outside already in the car. The nearest ER was ten minutes away, I was praying and praying for my son’s safety. My heart was bleeding heavily; I couldn’t see him unconscious.
    “If anything happens to him I won’t be able to forgive myself. I was responsible for this and I should be punished.””
    “Don’t worry. Nothing will happen to him. He will be fine,” Carrie said.
    Carrie almost crashed into a parked van, but I didn’t care. I walked out of the car and another car almost hit the van from the other side. I was frozen for a second and then Tristan jumped out of the car and rushed to pick Stephen from me. He grabbed him, held him to his chest and rushed inside the hospital.
    “I called him. We need him right now.” Carrie patted my shoulder and ran inside.
    I walked inside; I knew Stephen was in safe hands. If anyone could help him better than me, it was Tristan. I knew he loved Stephen like his own son.
    As I walked in, I saw Tristan was quarreling with a doctor. I don’t know what he said to him, but that doctor admitted the kid and took him inside.
    “He is a star here. The doctor knew him and only because of him he admitted that child.” Carrie came to me with a thin smile on her face.
    “Thanks for calling him. He is the best.”
    We waited there for fifteen minutes. Tristan was gone inside with the doctor.
    Tristan walked out with a worried smile on his face.
    “He is stabilized now. But, did you know his blood type is OH-” He came and wrapped me in his arms. “Don’t worry, everything will be all right.” He wiped tears from my eyes.
    “Yes, but why?”
    “What is yours? Mine is O+,” he said, his face ambivalent.
    “How is he, Tristan? Is he okay?” I clung to his back tightly. I needed his support at that darkest hour of my life.
    “Yes, he is fine, but he needs OH- blood immediately. Any one of you have that blood type?”
    “No, Gerome had it. But he is not around.”
    “What do you mean he is not around? Where is he? Shouldn’t he be here at this time?” His voice cracked.
    “He is not around, he is gone somewhere.” A fresh burst of tears came out. I wanted to tell him the truth, but I couldn’t. My tongue was stuck inside.
    “What?” He pushed me to arm’s length away. “Are you serious? He is a jerk.” His cheeks turned red. His fingers stretched into a fist and he hit a nearby wall.
    “I’m sorry, Tristan, but he is not here now...” I cried more, my heart was hurting. I was the reason for everything.
    “Don’t worry. I’ll find someone who has that blood type.” He darted at Carrie, “Can you look after her, please.”
    “Sure,” She said.
    He walked away, calling someone.
    “Damn, not OH-” Carrie whispered.
    “Why?” I couldn’t understand the concern. “The hospital should have it, right?” I was still shocked.
    “It’s very rare and hard to get. Few in millions have that blood type.” She rubbed my shoulder.
    I watched her in horror. The world was falling in on me.

 
    Chapter 4
     
     
    Tristan
     
    “Trisha, Tristan here. Call me back as soon you get this one.” Damn it, why isn’t she picking up the phone. I’d been trying her cell for the third time in a row, but it went to voicemail.
    I bumped my hand on the  steering wheel. The horn went on. “Fuck it.” I needed her and she wasn’t picking up the damn phone. “Where the hell are you, Trisha?”
    I hit the horn again, this time on purpose. I was about to hit a van on the highway. I was driving like crazy, but still it was nothing in front of the emotions I was holding in my heart. I couldn’t let that kiddo suffer