Everyone rushed into the place, to see Hallie on the ground, Gary beside her.
"Are you okay?" He asked.
"My leg hurt." She groaned.
Logan bent down beside her, checking out her leg. "We'll have to take you to the hospital." He said.
"Gosh."
Gary looked at her, sadness in his eyes. "I'm sorry, Hallie. It's my fault."
"It's not your fault. It's because they screamed. Why did you guys scream?" She looked at them.
"Your face is clearly contorted in pain and yet you are worried about something else. Unbelievable from you if you ask me" Jerald replied with a smug look.
She looked at him and flattened her lips.
"This is not the right time to do this. Let's take her downstairs and to the hospital." Logan said, fixing his hands under her legs and carrying her up.
"Let me–" His glare made Gary stop talking and he made his way forward, out of the house and into the elevator. He quickly pressed the button before Gary could enter and the door closed.
