Patrick Mahomes Took a Bullet for a Little Girl – What He Said While Bleeding Out Will Break You

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“Sometimes being brave means doing something even when you’re scared.”

Patrick Mahomes, the star quarterback of the Kansas City Chiefs, was a man known for his lightning-fast reflexes on the football field, his resilience, and his leadership. Off the field, however, he was just Patrick—a down-to-earth guy who cherished his family and the quieter moments in life. Fame had never been his goal. He had experienced the highs of professional sports, but he stayed grounded, finding peace in simple pleasures like spending time with his wife, Brittany, and their children, enjoying motorcycle rides, reading, and grabbing a quiet meal away from the media frenzy.

One evening, after a casual dinner, Patrick decided to take a walk through the city. He had the night off from his training and was craving a bit of solitude. He zipped up his jacket and pulled his cap low, hoping to blend into the night’s calm. The world felt distant, and for a moment, he could forget about the pressure of being one of the NFL’s biggest stars. But fate had a different plan.

As he walked down a dimly lit street, a sudden scream shattered the quiet night. Instinctively, Patrick ran toward the sound, his heart racing. He entered a convenience store and found a woman clutching the hand of a little girl, no older than six or seven. The child’s big brown eyes were wide with fear. The woman looked panicked, gasping for breath. Something was terribly wrong.

Patrick asked gently, “Everything okay?” His voice was calm, but the worry in the woman’s eyes told him otherwise. She quickly nodded, but her hesitation made him uneasy. Patrick didn’t press further but instead crouched down to meet the little girl’s gaze. “Hey there, you all right?” he asked with a soft smile.

The girl clung tighter to her mother’s hand and whispered, “Mama said we need to be safe.” Before Patrick could inquire further, the door to the store slammed open. Two men entered with a cold, predatory air, scanning the room. Patrick’s stomach twisted. He had spent enough time on the football field to recognize danger when he saw it.

The men were here for more than just money. Patrick could feel the tension in the air as the taller of the two men stepped forward and growled, “Everybody stay cool. We just want the money.” Patrick’s mind raced. There were five people in the store—the cashier, the mother, the little girl, and the two armed men. One wrong move could escalate the situation.

The cashier, hands trembling, opened the register. Patrick’s eyes flickered toward the mother and child. The little girl was shaking, her face buried in her mother’s side. Patrick clenched his fists. He didn’t know these people, but he couldn’t let them suffer. Not today. One of the men turned his attention to the mother, demanding that she empty her purse. But it wasn’t just the mother he had his eyes on—it was the little girl.

Patrick’s body tensed as the man took a step toward the child, muttering something about “taking insurance.” Without thinking, Patrick stepped in front of her. His stance was firm, his eyes locked on the man. “Not going to happen,” he said, his voice steady.

The man hesitated, then barked, “Get out of the way.”

Patrick didn’t move. “You don’t want to do this,” he said evenly. The air was thick with tension. For a brief moment, it seemed like the men might retreat, but something shifted. The taller man’s hand shot toward his jacket, and in a split second, a gunshot rang out. Patrick felt the sharp, searing pain in his side.

He staggered but didn’t fall. The robbers bolted, their footsteps fading into the night. Patrick clutched his side, vision blurring as warmth spread beneath his fingers. He had been shot before—on the field, during games—but this was different. This was real.

The mother screamed, and the little girl sobbed, but Patrick could barely make sense of the sounds. His legs gave way, and he collapsed to the floor. Everything seemed distant, the world slipping away as sirens wailed in the background. He could feel his breath catch in his chest, the pain sharp and overwhelming. But despite it all, his thoughts drifted to the little girl, still standing a few feet away, her tear-filled eyes fixed on him.

“You saved me,” she whispered. Her voice was fragile, but filled with gratitude.

Patrick managed a weak smile, his voice barely a whisper. “Always choose kindness,” he said. “The world needs more of it.”

As his vision faded to black, his world disappeared, replaced by nothingness.

When Patrick woke, the sterile smell of a hospital room filled his senses. The pain in his side was intense, but his thoughts were not on the pain. Instead, he thought of the little girl and her mother. Was she okay? Was she scared? His questions were answered when a nurse came in, reassuring him that the surgery had gone well, and that he was lucky to be alive.

News of his heroism spread quickly. By the time Patrick was fully conscious, the world had already branded him a hero. His phone buzzed incessantly with messages from friends, co-stars, and even people he had never met, all reaching out to commend him. The hospital staff treated him with a reverence that left him uncomfortable. He hadn’t done anything special, just acted on instinct. But the world saw it differently.

Days passed, and Patrick’s recovery was slow but steady. He thought of the little girl often, wondering if she was feeling safe. On the third day, the door to his room opened, and the little girl, her mother, and a man who appeared to be her father stepped inside.

The girl hesitated before walking up to Patrick, holding something in her hands. It was a drawing. Patrick took it gently from her hands and unfolded it. The picture depicted a superhero—him, with a cape, standing protectively in front of the little girl. The speech bubble read, “Always choose kindness.” Patrick’s throat tightened. He smiled, fighting back the emotion rising in his chest.

The mother wiped away a tear, her voice filled with gratitude. “Thank you,” she whispered. “You saved our daughter’s life.”

Patrick shook his head, the pain in his side still lingering. “I did what anyone should do,” he replied. It was the truth, but seeing the relief in their eyes made him realize that what he did mattered.

The little girl tugged at his sleeve, her voice soft. “Were you scared?”

Patrick paused, thinking. The fear had been real, especially as he stepped between her and the gun. But sometimes, he realized, bravery wasn’t about the absence of fear—it was about doing what’s right despite it. “Yeah,” he admitted. “But sometimes being brave means doing something even when you’re scared.”

The girl smiled and hugged him, a moment that would stay with Patrick forever. When she pulled back, she whispered, “I think you’re the bravest person in the world.”

Patrick chuckled. “Nah, that’s you, kid.”

The days that followed were filled with reporters, fans, and people calling him a hero. But to Patrick, the greatest reward was knowing he had done the right thing. He didn’t need the recognition or the headlines. He had acted on instinct to protect a little girl, and in doing so, he had shown the world that kindness, even in the most frightening moments, could change everything.

Patrick Mahomes wanted to cut all of his hair off after Super Bowl loss

Maybe he should get bangs?

Patrick Mahomes wanted to cut off “all” his hair following the Kansas City Chiefs’ crushing loss in the 2025 Super Bowl against the Philadelphia Eagles — until his longtime barber stepped in.

DeJuan Bonds, who has been working with Mahomes for years, told Us Weekly he had to convince the quarterback, 29, not to make any rash decisions amid his heightened emotional state.

“The whole time that I’ve been cutting his hair, he just lets me do what I do,” Bonds told the outlet Tuesday. “But when he asked for a change, he basically was like, ‘Just cut me all off.’”

Patrick Mahomes stepped out for his first post-haircut public appearance on Monday night.Getty Images

The NFL star cut off a few inches earlier this month.Getty Images

“I was like, ‘No, no, no. We’re not just going to cut it all off,’” he continued. “We’re actually going to collab on this and go a little bit at a time, take it a little bit down. We kind of came to a common ground like, ‘OK, this is the cut, this is the cut, this is the length.’ It was a collaboration on this last one.”

The pair ultimately decided to ditch the NFL star’s signature mohawk for a clean, cropped cut.

While Bonds admits the look has been a bit polarizing among fans, he and the “humble” athlete were happy with the final product.

Mahomes’ barber, DeJuan Bonds, said the quarterback wanted to go even shorter.purplelabel_barbershop/Instagram

However, they agreed to just “take it a little bit down,” Bonds told Us Weekly.purplelabel_barbershop/Instagram

Mahomes first debuted the new look at his grandfather’s funeral on Feb. 17 — over one week after the big game.

Although he took a step back from the spotlight following the loss, Mahomes stepped out for a date night with his wife, Brittany Mahomes, on Monday night.

The high school sweethearts, who wed in 2022, attended a college basketball game between Patrick’s alma mater, Texas Tech, and Houston.