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.

it,"

all pitiful, as

me to do?" Quinn asked, out of

in and said, "Kiss me.

stunned, then glared at him and got up

she could, Alexander grabbed her arm

her mind

kissed her lightly

hand to slap him, but Alexander clutched his arm, wincing, "It hurts. I can't take it. I'm gonna die." Quinn's hand froze

was partly faking it, but the pain was

and threw some firewood

attract other wild

paused, his expression

and was taken aback.

still looking at her, or more precisely,

your words always so

to look. What she

behind her, in the bushes, were several pairs of glowing eyes. She swallowed hard and looked at Alexander. "What