Road Trip

#Chapter48 Road Trip

Emily's POV

It's been around 3 hours since Bobby left to go talk to some of dads friends, Christian and I have just finished cleaning the house. I don't know why Bobby said we had to clean it when someone goes missing your supposed to leave the place how it was not clean it, we were just sorting out the mess in the kitchen when Christian drops some of the glass he was holding

/"Are you okay?/" I was walking over to see him holding is hand blood covering it

/"The glass cut me/" he says

I grab onto his arm and pull him into to the bathroom where the first aid kid is, he leans on the counter top while I start taking things out like wipes and bandages

/"This might hurt/" I say taking one of the antiseptic wipes from the box and started cleaning it making him take a huge intake of air from the pain /"I'm sorry/" I say trying to clean the deep cut as quickly as I could