NovelEnglish"I've already told you, we're not the bosses here. Tagging along with us ain't gonna help," Quinn repeated.
"Don't care. As long as I can get swork, it's cool!" Casey shot back, stubborn as ever.
Quinn didn't jump to agree. She was barely keeping it together herself and couldn't drag Casey along.
Switching gears, she asked, "What did your mom do before she ended up here?" "She was a teacher. Said she got tricked into coming here as a volunteer," Casey spilled.
"Bet she really wants to go back, huh?" Quinn probed.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCasey's eyes got all sad, and she nodded. "Yeah, I see her sitting at the door, staring east, saying his that way." Quinn pressed her lips together, staying quiet.
Just then, the door swung open, and the clinic docs filed out.
Quinn jumped in, "How is he?" The doc looked serious, and Casey translated.
"He said the medical setup here sucks. Mr. Kennedy needs a big hospital. If we wait, it'll get worse," Casey relayed.
"Is it that bad?" Quinn asked.
"It's not that it's bad; we just can't check for internal injuries here. If we wait, a small problem could turn deadly," Casey explained. Quinn let out a quiet sigh. "Got it." The docs left, and the hallway went quiet again.
Quinn walked into the ward. Six beds, but only Alexander was there, lying by the window, shirtless and wrapped in bandages. Earlier, he had clothes on, so Quinn hadn't seen his state. Now she got why he couldn't get up after a few hits from Landon. As soon as Quinn walked in, Alexander's eyes locked on her.
Quinn moved closer, and Nathan wisely stepped out, leaving them alone.
Quinn stared at Alexander for a bit, neither saying a word.
Finally, she broke the silence. "Why'd you run out last night?" He leaned back, all casual. "Weren't you the one who ran out first?" Quinn was caught off guard and snapped back, "Wasn't it because of you..." She cut herself off, swallowing the rest.
"Because of me?" Alexander pressed.
Quinn switched topics, "The doc said you need a bigger hospital." He smirked, eyes twinkling. "Do you care about me?" "If I don't care, you won't go?" Quinn shot back.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Nope," Alexander said, cool as ever.
Quinn's face showed her frustration. "Go if you want! It's notwho's hurt." "Exactly, it's hot you who's hurt. Why are you mad?" Alexander countered. Quinn was stumped. She couldn't argue back and just bottled up her anger.
The more pissed she got, the more it showed she cared, giving him more ammo to mess with her. "Quinn," Alexander suddenly called her name.
Quinn looked up, meeting his gaze. The sunlight hit his shoulders, M making his eyes sparkle like gems.
e "If I took on all your pain, would you open your heart again?" he asked, dead serious.
Quinn's expression shifted as she looked into his sincere eyes, her breath catching.
His words hit her right in the feels.
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