Cole's Point Of View
"Cole! Are you okay?! What's happening?!" Tristan cried, as my knees buckled before hitting the floor.
I was too caught up in the pain that was currently wracking my body, to even attempt to focus on what Tristan was saying to me. I knew without being told, that Bellamy had been shot, in his endeavor to protect Tristan.
"Tristan, you are no fool, and I would never disrespect you, by acting as if you were... So I'm willing to explain to you what I know, but only if you agree not to freak out, or act impulsively... Can you do that?" I asked, as I pulled myself up from the floor, using the wall to steady myself.
"I would never agree to do something so–"
Tristan abruptly stopped speaking, as his body went ramrod stiff. I peered into his eyes nervously, searching for the cause of his unexpected silence.
"I-It's Bellamy... Isn't it?" He asked fearfully, his eyes brimming with unshed tears.
