Love Unspoken

Outside, it was dark as hell. Folks around here hit the sack early, so there wasn't a soul in sight, not even a stray cat.

Quinn just hovered by the doorway. She was wearing the new outfit she bought in town today a thin black floral dress that wasn't doing much against the evening chill. She rubbed her arms, feeling the cold. There was this old tree stump stool by the door, so she plopped down on it for a bit.

After about half an hour, she figured Alexander must be out cold by now, so she got up and headed back inside.

But the second she stepped in, the place was empty. She looked around, but there was no sign of Alexander.

The old window was wide open, letting in a breeze.

He bailed!

Quinn realized she'd been played again. She knew his injuries well enough to know he couldn't just walk out without her noticing. For a moment, she was fuming.

She kicked the bed in frustration.

"Go ahead and die out there for all I care!" Quinn muttered angrily.

in the car,

mirror, looking worried. "Mr. Kennedy,

against the car

glanced again at the blurry

leaving Quinn there alone?" Nathan

"Nope," Alexander replied.

we bail?" Nathan

how would Landon show up?"

getting

but the bar was still hopping, and the dance floor was packed with people who didn't know the meaning of

and oddly soothing; after a while, it started to make

to nod off, Matthew jabbed

open, and he saw Walter and the others

pack, with Alistair and

Matthew jumped up to follow