Can’t Win Me Back

The snow was falling heavily, and the chilling winds howled through the night.

Remy had no car, so he trudged through the snow alone, each step more exhausting than the last.

His thoughts were consumed with Alyssa—was she still alive? In danger? And Jasper's unrelenting resolve to reach her, even after being shot and drenched in blood.

Remy pressed his calloused, trembling hand to his chest.

His heart hammered in his ribcage erratically.

A sharp, searing pain shot through his temples, blurring his vision.

He collapsed to his knees in the snow, his body racked with agony.

The pain surged deep within him, and his eyes felt like they were going to burst from their sockets.

It was unbearable.

His breath came in ragged gasps.

His hands scrambled for the necklace hanging from his neck—inside it was a hidden medicine box.

Justin had told him that the medication in there could calm him down and relieve him of any pain.

It would be able to save his life.

But in his desperate haste, the pill slipped from his fingers and fell into the snow.

Remy's head buzzed.

Trembling, he searched frantically in the snow for it.

He had never felt such panic.

His headache was intensifying.

In order to relieve the agonizing pain, he removed his shirt and buried his scarred body in the snow, allowing the bone- piercing iciness to relieve him of his pain.

To his surprise, this method he tried randomly was effective! Slowly, he opened his bloodshot eyes.

his insides still felt tight and his head

as white as

had just put his shirt back on when

his caller, a look of

He hesitated for amoment.

his phone to ring

placed his phone by his

heard that you called for

Did something happen to you?" Sheryl's voice was emotionless as if she was just checking with him

glint flashed across Remy's

voice, he answered, "Yeah,

need a car to head back." Skeptically, Sheryl questioned, "You lost your car? What happened to it?" "Jasper stole it from me." Sheryl exclaimed in disbelief, "What? You

lie, which was

ask

car to ruins and fought against

snatched my gun from me and shot me." Sheryl fell silent for a

to

Jasper was once the best

was outstanding

that Remy wasn't a match for

have left to

of your failure this time

on your way back, think about how you'll explain yourself to Mr. Justin!" Upon saying that, Sheryl hung

the night, his breath

his hand slowly and

pure, white snow was stained with

of the pain, Remy's forehead became covered

so, none of the agony

he curled his lips upward into a resolute

Justin." Dragging his badly wounded body, Jasper tagged along with Elias and the rescue

you really

face covered in sweat as if he had just gone fora dive, Elias couldn't help

it to us to search for

Alyssa.

has