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Quinn finally fades into Consciousness as he tries to get up, only to be shot by an excruciating pain. He had a knife in his abdomen. As he came to the realization he had a knife in his body his eyes slowly started to blur.
Despite the stinging in his abdomen, he stands up and tries to walk, but fails miserably. He drops to his knees and starts to cry silently. Not because of the pain, but because of his girlfriend, Nyxie. 'What if she's hurt? What if she's worried for your life and starts going insane??' he thinks. Trying to ignore the burn in his body.
Then, he hears the door burst open. He thought it was the person(or thing) that brought him to this weird place but it was just Nyxie. Quinn lets out a yelp of pain as he stands up and flops into her arms. She grazed his head and whispered "I'm here, its okay, you'll be okay. I promise." Quinn's blood and tears start to wet Nyxie's shirt but she doesn't care one bit. She can slightly hear Quinn's gasps and shivers and pulls him into a hug.
"I thought you were hurt... Please dont leave me again" Quinn barely manages to mutter out as he starts to cry louder. He slowly realizes he still has a knife in his abdomen as the burn and stings start fading back into his knowledge. He groans as he regains his balance and grasps the knife with trembling hands. He giggles as he added: "also i have a knife in my body" Nyxie pulls her mask up trying not to laugh.
"Hey this is serious!!" Quinn says in a dramatic tone. Nyxie's muffled giggles make his heart skip a beat. Nyxie finally finished having a laugh attack and says "I'm so sorry love just the way you added that like an afterthought was really funny!!"
Quinn chuckles as his eyes finally clear up. "Y'know this really hurts" he groans "do you think i could get some bandages??" the groans in pain again as Nyxie intertwines her hand with his as she drags him outside the warehouse as Quinn tries to catch up with her fast walking.
They finally make it to Nyxie's motorcycle as she shoves a helmet onto Quinn's head. "What about your helmet?" Quinn asks as he adjusts the helmet roughly unbalanced with his head "Don't need one! All be all good my love, okay?" she says in a warm, soft tone, slightly calming down Quinn's worries. "Okay... Please dont hurt yourself" he says in a weak and quiet tone as another jolt of pain from his abdomen shoots through his body. He grunts as Nyxie struts over and plants a kiss on Quinn's forhead."We're going home now okay? Just hold out until then. I promise it'll be all good." she says with the reassuring voice that always makes Quinn's heart skip a beat.
Nyxie walks over to the motorcycle and hops on. Quinn does the same and gangles over to the motorcyles as well. As he sits down he puts his hands onto Nyxie's waist to balance himself.
The oddly fast ride home felt like an eternity. Drowned in his thoughts. 'Who?or- what, brought me to that warehouse??' he thought. Could he have been abducted? Or brainwashed into going to that god forsaken warehouse? He truly couldnt remember. He got snapped back into reality by Nyxie tapping his shoulder. His neck snaps to her worried gaze. "You okay?? You were zoned out for like 2 minutes!"
oh. Thats probably why the drive home felt longer than it actually was. "Huh? Oh yeah im fine love, dont worry. I was wondering how i got dragged into.. All of..this." he points to the knife in his body and waves his hands around as he explains what he was thinking about.