Love Unspoken

Quinn got up, carefully stepping over the bodies, and grabbed some branches.

Alexander lit the fire and stashed the lighter. Quinn told him to strip so she could check his wounds.

His arms and back were a mess, with one gnarly cut running from his shoulder to his waist, still bleeding like crazy.

If they didn't do something, he'd bleed out for sure.

"How am I supposed to treat you with nothing here?" Quinn asked, all flustered.

"Then don't. Just let me die," Alexander said casually, propping himself up and looking at her. "You don't want me around anyway."

Quinn was speechless. She wanted to argue but couldn't find the words.

She sat down next to him. With what they had, she could only use his torn clothes to stop the bleeding and figure out the rest tomorrow. She ripped his clothes into strips and made a makeshift bandage.

She wrapped up the deep wounds, but the shallow ones had to stay open.

When she tied the knot, Alexander yelped. "Take it easy."

Quinn paused, then lightened her touch, but if she didn't tie it tight, the bleeding wouldn't stop.

with it," she

at her all pitiful, as if he was about to

me to do?" Quinn asked, out of

leaned in and said, "Kiss

stunned, then glared at him and

she could, Alexander grabbed her arm and pulled

went wide, her mind

her lightly and then

can't take it.

knew he was partly faking it, but

her hand, and

fire attract other wild animals?"

paused, his

noticed and was

at her, or more precisely,

are your words always

she saw

her, in the bushes, were several pairs of glowing eyes. She