Love Unspoken

At the crack of dawn in the forest, Alexander woke up. He blinked his eyes open and saw Quinn.

She was wide awake, her eyes clear, but her cheeks were a bit flushed.

Alexander reached out and touched her forehead. "You feelin' hot. Got a fever or somethin'?" Quinn didn't look at him, just swatted his hand away and looked elsewhere, mumbling, "Maybe." "Let's get down first," Alexander said.

He grabbed the tree trunk, made a few jumps, and finally caught a branch, then hopped down to the ground.

Quinn wasn't as nimble as him and had to climb down slowly. There were two branches that were far apart, and she wobbled her foot for a long time but couldn't reach them. Alexander stood below, sneaking a peek up her clothes.

What he couldn't see clearly last night, he could see clearly now.

It was black.

Quinn struggled a lot; her toes finally touched the trunk. But as soon as she let go, her toes slipped, and she fell from the tree.

Alexander, quick-eyed and deft, took a big step forward and caught her, and then they both tumbled to the ground together.

Quinn landed on him, heard his groan, and quickly scrambled up.

Her fall made Alexander, who was already hurt, feel even worse.

"Sorry, did I press on your wound?" she asked nervously.

Alexander lay on the ground for a moment, then slowly sat up. "It's okay."

"Let's head back to the cave," Quinn suggested.

The light in the forest was short, only five or six hours of daylight. When it was dawn inside, it was at least nine o'clock outside, and when it was five o'clock outside, it might already be dark inside. So they had to find the cave quickly.

Now they didn't know where they were, and whether they could find the cave depended entirely on luck.

He leaned on his gun and walked slowly with Quinn in the forest.

They didn't know how long they had walked, but they found a stream.

Quinn was a bit delighted, she pointed at the stream, exclaiming, "There's water. Let's clean your wound first."

Alexander grabbed her and reminded, "Be careful."

Quinn nodded, cautiously approached the stream. The water was green, not sure if it was the reflection of the trees on both sides or the color of the water itself.

The stream's water wasn't flowing, like a pool of stagnant water. There were many branches hanging in the water, whose surface was covered with many leaves and some miscellaneous things. She approached the stream, her foot slipped, and she quickly pulled back in fright.

The soil on both sides was very soft, and she almost sank in.

She returned to Alexander's side, warily looking at the stream, "Do you think there are alligators in there?"

"I don't know, but there are definitely snakes," Alexander said.

"How do you know?" Quinn asked.

Alexander pointed with his gun and said, "See that?"

Quinn followed the direction of his gun, looked carefully for a long time, and finally saw what he was pointing at. There was a snake, lighter in color than the branch, hanging on a branch in the water, and it was moving. Quinn instantly got scared, goosebumps all over her body.

This place was really full of scary and disgusting creatures.

"How is your eyesight so good?" she couldn't help but ask.

She had looked for a long time and didn't see it. The place she had just stood might have had one too, so now she didn't dare to get close to the water source at all.

He moved closer to her, despite his dirty face, it didn't affect his deep and defined features. "You are by my side. How can I protect you without staying alert?" Quinn pulled at the corner of her mouth, rendered speechless by his words.

She pushed Alexander and demanded, "Go. Get some water."

Alexander glanced at her resentfully. "I'm injured."This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

"Just go get some water. I'll clean your wound," she said.

Alexander chuckled and said leisurely, "You dare to use this water to clean my wound? If you don't like me, wouldn't it be quicker to stab me with a knife?"