Batcat and I :D

I wasn't sure what to do so I asked,"Why did you shoot him?"I kept the gun aimed at her.

"We have a history." The girl sneered. At her voice, Donovan spun around on the ground to face her. The recognition blossomed instantly on his face when he realized who she was.
"Miranda?!"

"I take it it was bad history...?"I asked,wanting to know the details.

Miranda nodded fiercely. "Oh, yes." Donovan dragged himself over to the talking pair in an obviously painful way.
"Don't listen to anything that slut says." He yelled.

I looked between the two,then knelt down so I could see how bad he had been shot."And why shouldn't i listen to her?"I asked,keeping the other girl in my sights as I checked out the bullet wound on Donovan's leg,"Yuck."I said wrinkling my nose at the sight.I looked around,hunting for something to tie around his leg so I could stop the bleeding.I didn't see anything and sighed as I took my jacket off and ripped one of the sleeves off.I then tied that tightly right above the wound while I used the other sleeve to clean up the blood that had already spilled out.