<span style="color: #FF0000">Fernando looked down at Jayee, grimacing every few seconds from the pain in his shoulder. By now, he wasn't even sure why he offered to get the bullet out of her leg. He knew he could, but he wasn't at all sure whether he would be able to stand seeing her in so much pain. The rain continued to fall, and for a moment he looked down at the ground, noticing all the ripples made by each rain drop on every puddle. <br/><br/>Fernando finally took a deep breath and faced Jayee. Ripping part of the sleeve on his shirt, he wound it up into a ball like shape and gave it to her.<br/><br/>"This is probably gonna hurt a lot, so bite down on this and try not to scream," he said. "You can do this. And I'll be here if you need anything. Just trust me and stay strong."<br/><br/>Finally, he put his hands on her thigh, opening the wound a little by pulling at each side ever so slightly. Then, he quickly put his finger inside and pushed through muscle and tissue, not daring to look at Jayee's face as he reached the very tip of the bullet. Once he did, he quickly put his finger behind its tip and as quickly as he dared, pulled everything out. His hand was now full of blood. Throwing the bullet on the ground, he turned now to face Jayee, a concerned expression on his face.</span>