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"Quinn, don't speak okay? I'm going to get you." My dad said shakily as he slowly emerged from the car, holding his hands up.

"How about you two girls come with us? Your friend here looks hurt, we could help." He guy laughed roughly 20 feet away as the people in the distance crept closer towards us.

The air around us got colder every second, the darkness consuming our surroundings.

"Quinn, I don't feel good. My hand is hurting me." Jules whispered, her eyes flickering again as my heart dropped.

"Shh, stay quiet. Stay awake for me J, you have to stay awake." I cried silently as the guy got closer and closer to Jules and I.

"Don't cry Addie, shh, don't cry." Jules smiled weakly as she held a hand up to cup my cheek, wiping my tears.

Jules was a mixture of exhausted, injured, and extremely high.

I was helpless.

I couldn't protect her like this.

All of the relief rushed through my body when my dad finally placed his hand on my shoulder, whispering for Jules and I to get into the car.

"But dad-"

"Get in the fucking car Adeline," He insisted as he gestured to the car, "Go!"

"Dad you don't-" I tried before immediately getting cut off again.

"Please, let me handle it, go wrap Juliette's hand." He commanded as I looked around, backing away slowly.

My gaze went from the man, to my father, to the car, and then to Jules.

Jules.

I just got her back, I couldn't risk losing her again, that was too risky.

After I heard my dad fire his first round of gunshots, I knew I needed to take her away from this.

I slowly backed away further, adjusting my grip on Jules before quickly running to the car, gunshots replacing the silence that once consumed the place.

It was supposed to be over.

That was supposed to be it.

"Quinn I can't feel my hand-" Jules said softly as she brought her hand closer to her face, starting to hyperventilate at the state of the blood, "It's never looked like that before..." 

"Don't look, please don't." I begged as we reached the car, Desmond immediately opened the door, blood covering his shirt.

"Hurry inside, c'mon!" Spencer yelled as I stopped for a moment at the car door.

"Des, my hand!" Jules said in a quickened breath, barely being able to speak.

"I'll take her Quinn." Desmond assured me as tears began to stream down his face at the sight of his sister.