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Xavion . "Aim it a little bit higher, Quinn. Focused on the target ahead. Think carefully about where you want to shot your subject." I gritted my teeth while seriously looking at her. I am standing behind her and notice her hand shaking slightly. She seems nervous and unsure about pulling the trigger. "There are two major spots to kill your target, Quinn. First, at the head, and second on his heart. Choose one. I know it's a crucial decision, but you must be strong to pull the trigger, Quinn. Holding the gun and aiming to kill someone is not easy," I reminded her as I wanted her to loosen up a little bit. "Oh, God. I can't do it." She sighed, and her shoulder dropped. "It's alright. It's your first time," I said, slowly touching her hand and removing the gun from her. I disassembled it, ensuring no bullets were inside, and handed it back to her. "Now try it without a bullet." I stepped a little bit and just watched her. She glanced at me, appearing more at ease this time. She
Xavion . I walked away the moment we arrived. I want to be alone for a moment. I don't know what's wrong with me lately. I have this feeling that she needs to survive without me. She's clingy at times and eager to learn things but scared. Something is off about her, and I want to know why. Looking back, I realise I should have conducted thorough research then. However, since I didn't want to reintegrate into her life, I neglected the critical tasks that needed my attention. "Dammit, Quinn, you are doing my head in," I whispered silently, and my body deflated on the chair. I'm inside the helicopter. Everything seems fine, except for the minor damage on the propeller. I'm just waiting for the boys to arrive and assist me. It has been three days since I last received a strong signal from them. Today, I am hoping for a positive outcome. It's easy for the boys to get here unless Bryce intentionally delays things. Damn, that lunatic. He is doing this on purpose. I connected a f
Quinn . Do I have the right to feel this way? God knows how much I want to escape from that hell. And now that I am here with Xavion, I am willing to comply with all of his requests, but I have no desire to return to that place. My grandmother is currently in need of rescue and is waiting for me. I will take the necessary steps to prepare myself before devising a plan to assist her. I've been feeling down lately. Xavion has been preoccupied with fixing the connection. I overheard him on the phone yesterday, and it was successful because the connection is working again. I should be thankful that his friends will be coming over. But why do I feel this way? I am sad. The thought of us getting separated brings me down. I don't want this to end. I don't want to be separated from him. I quietly placed the sandwich I had prepared on the small table beside him. He was about three meters away, focused on repairing the fence. "Lunch is here. I made you a tuna sandwich," I said, sitting
Quinn."So, Quinn. What's the best part of the Island that you like? Choose the one that reminds you of something here."Reeve stood up, smiling at me. I find him easygoing and attractive. His personality suits well with how he smiles. Very friendly."Uhm, the sea, of course. The white sand, the crystal waters and everything, I guess.""No. You have to choose one. Choose the one that made an impact on you."My eyes narrowed, thinking thoroughly. I have to get this right. Reeve promise to give me something that I can use here for survival."Okay. Uhm, I hate to say this because I don't really like those thorny weeds around the middle of the Island. But I guess they're the one that leaves an impact towards me."Yes, that was the first time Xavion had noticed me. It was also the first time we had interacted after all that had happened."You mean the ugly thorny hard weeds in the middle? Did it get you?"I nodded with a big smile."Geez, you are funny, Quinn." Both of his hands were now
Quinn . "What's this for?" I asked Reeve as I looked confused at the little device in my hand I raised my brow and asked, "Is this what you plan to give me?" "Yes. This is a tracker, Quinn. In case you find yourself lost in the jungle, it will guide you back to your base." He stated as he rose from his seat to demonstrate how to operate it. "All you have to do before you leave for an adventure is to turn it on and press this red button. Then you can put it inside your bag or pocket. The device will record like a GPS map. If you get lost on your way back to the base, just press the side here." He showed me the two little black buttons beside it. "See this one?" "Yes." "Okay, push this one twice, then it will display an indication colour. Green means you are walking in the right direction, and red is in the wrong direction. So you better go ahead to where the green light signals." "Wow, that's really cool! I love this one! Thank you so much, Reeve!" My eyes beamed in excitement
Xavion."Now that you made your choice, you should know what's coming, right?" Bryce's jaw tightened as he looked at me seriously.I whirled around, avoiding an answer to give him. I'm still thinking of my next move. I have to be careful this time because too complicated."I don't think it will get complicated anyway. Just play dead. That's the best course you should do," he suggested. He is now beside me, drinking his beer."Quinn's father threatens all his enemies to attack them if they don't get Quinn back. He suspected that Quinn had been taken captive by one of their adversaries. However, the search has been temporarily suspended based on Dominique's recommendation."I furrowed my brows and locked eyes with Bryce."They didn't know where to start searching, and their announcement made every mafia in the low-rank gang together to fight them. That's why Dominique suggested stopping searching for Quinn and staying low is the most proficient way, as they don't want to make more enem
Quinn . “Great job, Quinn! Have you had any experience with shooting?” I handed back the gun to Reeve. I felt much more confident this time. I was frightened when I held his firearm earlier, but Xavion’s face flashed in my mind. I recalled his advice, which helped me stay strong. “Yes. I was brought here by Xavion, who also taught me how to handle a firearm.” “Oh, really? That’s unexpected of him,” he said while shaking his head and packing all the gear. “Is it okay for me to ask you about something?” I swallowed hard. I’ve been meaning to do this, but I am holding myself. Reeve is the only person that is approachable and friendly towards me. I can open up to him quickly, but not to Xavion. I’m too scared to open at him as I don’t want him to misjudge me. “Sure. Ask me about anything, and I will do my best to answer your request.” He winked and continued what he was doing. I was following him. "Uhm, a-about Xavion?" He stops and faces me. “Hmm, what about him?” “How long do
Quinn . "Come on, guys. Is there no hug and a kiss? A farewell hug?" Reeve played a joke on us, and Xavion shook his head. He is smiling a little bit. "You dickhead. You take care of Quinn, okay?" "Of course, I will, Xav. You can depend on me. So, is that it? Not even a single kiss for me?" Reeve presented his cheeks, hinting for Xavion to kiss them, while Bryce chuckled and placed his hands on Reeve's hips. "Damn love hearts. I hate seeing people like this." Bryce mouthed, and then he turned around and grabbed the remaining things. He is heading towards the direction where the helicopter's location. I let out a sigh as I gazed at Xavion, hoping for his eye contact. However, it never came. I had been staring at him for an hour, but he seemed to be purposely avoiding me. "You know what to do, right?" Xavion's arm looped around Reeve's neck, and Reeve coughed slightly. "Y-Yes, alright. You don't have to choke me," he complained. And Xavion let go of him. He then looks at me in