Chapter 13Too many thoughts are ripping through my mind to simply focus on one. I don't even realize Oliver has called my name out and he is rushing to Quinn's position.
I hurriedly move to where they are standing. My heart racing like s**t. What if he dies here?
Jesus!
"What are we going to do?" I whisper at Oliver.
He raises his eyebrows. "Hospital, perhaps." He says sarcastically.
Quinn withers beneath our hold, "No." It is a weak plea from him.
I follow where his hand is trying to stop the bleeding and realize he is stabbed just below his ribs. I feel an overwhelming dizziness slam into me as I gaze down at the wound.
"Let's stop the bleeding first before anything." Oliver suggests.
I agree with his line of thought and help him lay Quinn on the sofa. Quinn is trying to hard to
