Candy Apples

Orion eats, but I can't. Nothing is making sense.

"You should go to the hospital..." I suggest. Orion takes an obnoxious sip of his soda while staring at me.

" You're so weak. A little blood never hurt anyone."

My eyes widen briefly and I scratch my head.

"Orion ... there's a bullet in your side and your bleeding all over the fucking restaurant. There's people staring at us and you're gonna get us thrown back in that god forsaken place."

"Chill sweet thing."

I roll my eyes at him, "You're ridiculous." He replies to my insult with a wink before biting into his burger.

I eye him warily, my stomach rolling as mayo, cheese and ketchup drip unto his tray.

"How can you eat that?" I ask him.

Before he can reply, someone grips my shoulder tightly, and I barely prevent myself from screaming out.