Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas

“What?” Will shouted.
He must be who was driving.
“GGet the flashlight on your phone,” Rika told someone.
“Look at it.”
I kept my eyes closed but winced when a bright light
shined on me.
“Oh, my GGod,” Alex cursed. “He’s soaked. Damon, how
long have you been bleeding?”
I just grunted, their voices fading.
“Will, just go,” I heard Rika bark. “Speed. Hurry up.”
“Fucking Miles Anderson,” I growled under my breath.
“We gotta kill that motherfucker.”
This was really going to ruin my day.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” Winter cried in my ear.
“It’s fine.” I relaxed into her, her arms still around me. “I
could die happily right here.”
“You’re not dying,” Winter argued. “You haven’t even told
me you love me yet.”
Oh, that.
“Someday,” I teased.
“Damon, wake up.” She jostled me. “Come on, we’re
doing this, right? We’re in love. We’re doing this.”
Their voices trailed off as if I were listening and not really
here, and for the first time in my life, my entire body was
relaxed. So completely relaxed.
“Is he gonna be okay?” I heard Winter cry. “Please, Will,
hurry! Please, just get there.”
“I’m calling the ER to let them know we’re almost there,”
Rika said.
Winter’s body shook under me, but fuck if I didn’t ever
want to move from this spot. I let my body give in—falling,
falling, falling—and soaking it up as long as I could, because