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5. Why does he do that?

Dreamy was still standing helplessly in the middle of the crowd. Her thoughts really tumbled, then she still couldn't really concentrate on what was happening around her, even if she tried almost desperately. But the question of what she should do now still dominated her thoughts and did not let them banish from it that quickly. She looked around for an answer, but then she heard Raoul's voices screaming her name.For a brief moment she was happy about it, even if she didn't immediately understand why he had done it. But then the next unexpected event happened. When she looked in the direction from which she had heard her friend's voice, she last saw the face of a boy who was completely new to her before she was pushed hard to the ground.
Brown eyes met their greens. Her rib cage rose as it fell excitedly. Somehow it was very strange for Inés at that moment. Her back was on the cold asphalt, while a boy above her was only propping himself up with his arms from the ground, the rest of him was lying on her body.
It was Javier who pulled the young redhead to the ground. He couldn't really explain why he'd done that, but it was best. What he'd done that day. "Are you all right, little one?" He asked softly.
Totally confused, Dreamy nodded absent-mindedly at first. “Well, then.” The sound of his voice triggered a gentle tingling sensation in her stomach that she hadn't felt for a long time.She kept looking into his eyes. It was really hard to believe he'd put her on the floor. Not, she knew why. At least until her gaze turned away from his eyes and fell on his left upper arm. Since he was only wearing an armpit shirt, the young woman could see the wound. It must have been a graze, she already knew that much. But why? Did he want to save her?
Nothing at all went through his head at that moment. The only thing that counted for him was that she hadn't taken the bullet. The main thing was that she was fine. Even a little puzzled about his feelings for a single woman, he tried to get up, but then he also realized that the whole thing had not gone completely harmless. He rolled over to the side so that Inés had enough space for herself. He got up and held the bleeding wound. He cursed inwardly. If Rique had gotten that sharp, Javier would have been even worse at that moment.Slowly, Dreamy's heartbeat and pulse calmed down again. The feeling could have lasted even longer. She looked up at the young man. So that was the savior in need. B she would have preferred a prince on a gray horse at that moment, she did not know. Then he held out his hand to her, he had wiped the blood off his pants again. "Come on up, little one ..." "Um ... yes!" She took the hand immediately and wanted to pull herself up when a very suspicious crack in her ankle interrupted the action. Her face contorted with pain, she sank back to the ground. "Ouch ..." came from her miserably.
Finally, Raoul, who had been standing motionless until now, got hold of himself and ran to Inés, completely ignoring the black-haired man. His thoughts were too mixed up for that. If only he would have been more careful. If something serious had happened to her now, he would not have been able to forgive himself, and certainly not her father.He quickly knelt next to her and asked her again if everything was okay with her, but she just pointed to her foot. He looked at it briefly before looking behind him again. Javier was still standing there unchanged.
The black-haired man was still holding his upper arm and hoping that the wound would finally stop bleeding. The whole thing was only half as bad as it looked and the greatest pain was now behind him. There really were worse things, but he hated the eternal bled. Then he noticed the young policeman who was looking up at him. You couldn't say what he was feeling at that moment, because you couldn't read from his eyes whether he felt thanks, for the rescue of the young girl, or hatred. The rebel could well imagine why Raoul's eyes radiated this hatred. He had probably recognized him as a demonstrator and a possible resistance fighter and that the police did not speak well to the rebels was an open secret.The brown-haired man suddenly took Javier's hand. At that very moment he regretted paying more attention to his injury than anything else, because escaping would not have been unwise. It was still worth trying to get away quickly and so he tried to free himself from the other's grip, which initially succeeded. "Marquez! Baez!" The young policeman called to his colleagues while he jumped up and grabbed Javier's arm again. Thereupon two other police officers rushed on him, against whom he had no chance, also because of his wound on the upper arm. The fact that he still had a gun with him was what worried him most about it. If they were to be found, he would have a huge problem. In the end, he was then taken away by one of the three law enforcement officers. Three against a rebel. That showed the black-haired man again what unfair means the police used.
Dreamy looked at the scene in slight protest at first.The young man had done no harm. Of course, he was a protester and maybe a rebel, but something in her resisted the arrest of the black-haired man. "But ... Raoul ... wait." "Inés, he is not allowed to walk around freely ... please see it" Raoul continues to talk to the redhead, so that she finally tried to convince herself that this feeling was probably because of that that he must have just saved her from a bullet. But that didn't matter to her job. Surely the others were really right, with what they were doing, the young woman told herself. Then she only saw how the stranger was brought to a car by two colleagues. Standing on one leg again, Dreamy hopped to a wagon, always supported by Raoul. Suddenly a blond boy came up to the two of them. Inés' eyes rolled just like that. Did the guy have to show up right now? "Inés! My beauty!" He shouted halfway across the square, running towards her with a concerned look.She really needed that ... Serge. But then her view of the young man was blocked when Raoul's back was in front of her. The blonde stopped in a flash. "Let me see her, Raoul" "I don't even think about it ... you still have to do, and now shiver!" "Why do you always stay with her?" "Because that's how it is!" After another evil look, turned Serge turned around and walked away, bent. He was never allowed to take care of his beloved.