I still get jealous

"Drop him!" Yelled the man at Quinn. "Drop him now or I'll shoot!"

What! My mind yelled.

Quinn growled in response, his teeth sinking further into the man's shoulder as he dragged him further across the ground while the latter squealed in pain.

He wasn't laughing now, was he? I thought. It didn't feel so hot either, having teeth in your shoulder.

My eyes darted between the two enemies, neither willing to become a prisoner or surrender and between both, this was about to get down right bloody and ugly.

"Hey, " screamed the nervous man. "Didn't you just hear what I said? Spit him out!" He stomped his feet and I rolled my eyes.

Honestly what did he think that would achieve?

As much as I wanted to just stay hidden, I couldn't. The man cocked his gun this time and when he pulled the trigger, I had an instant headache.

I fell to my knees seeing Quinn fall over, thinking of how much blood he was actually losing.

My mind had conjured so many episodes of this, except accepting the real