I Hate That I Love You ✔️

Heartbreak

Quinn saw Oliver running at Elijah and shouted a warning for her boyfriend, but it was too late. Oliver had already jumped at Elijah, tackling him to the ground. They were rolling around, punching and kicking each other, waving their knives each other in an attempt to stab, their anger and frustration fueling their attacks.

Quinn watched in horror as the man she loved most in the world fought his roommate to the death. She could feel the blood pumping through her veins, her heart racing in her chest.

Her boyfriend was the most important to her so she had to help him somehow. Quinn rushed over to them, her heart beating wildly in her chest. She just had to act like the killer that she knew she could be and protect Elijah.

She got herself mixed into their fight with her knife meaning to kill Oliver. He had betrayed her. He was supposed to wait for orders, but he was too impatient and impulsive. Now she was going to have to kill him. She swung her knife wildly at him, but he managed to dodge her blows and roll away from her. They kept going at it, neither one giving up, their movements growing more desperate and frantic.

When Quinn finally had enough of Elijah's roommate and not wanting him to get hurt anymore, she took the initiative to kill Oliver herself.

She charged at him with a fury she didn't know she had, her knife held tightly in her hand. He saw her coming and tried to dodge out of the way, but she was too fast. She tackled him to the ground, her weight pinning him down as she raised the knife above his chest.

"You should've waited for orders!" she hissed, her voice shaking with anger. She brought the knife down, feeling the cold steel sink into his flesh. Blood seeped out, staining the ground beneath them.

She let out a shaky breath and rolled off him, feeling a mixture of relief and accomplishment wash over her. Ethan was still alive, clutching at his wound. She looked at Oliver, who was lying still on the ground, his eyes staring blankly at the ceiling. His chest rose and fell slowly, but she knew he was gone.

Quinn glanced over at Elijah, who was lying on the ground, struggling to catch his breath. His clothes were torn, his face and arms covered in blood. She wanted to go to him, to comfort him and tell him everything was going to be alright, but she knew she couldn't. They had a job to do.

She looked back at Ethan, who was still alive and bloody, and felt a pang of guilt. He was her brother, after all.

But her feelings for Elijah was stronger than for her brother.

Quinn looked at Ethan, her heart racing. She couldn't just leave him there to die. But she couldn't abandon Elijah either. She had to make a choice.

But what caught her attention was when Sam and Tara were climbing onto the ladder to reach the second balcony of the theater. Quinn felt a surge of panic and adrenaline rush through her veins. She couldn't let them succeed. She had to do something. Anything.

While she went another way to reach to the balcony, Elijah was trying to comprehend the fact that Quinn just saved his life from Oliver.

He couldn't believe that she was able to do that. He looked at her and saw the blood on her clothes and hands. She was covered in it too. He remembered everything that happened and couldn't help but wonder why she did it. Did she really care about him that much? Or was it just part of the mission? He didn't know. He didn't know which side she really was on.

Quinn climbed up the balcony, her movements quick and efficient. She had to reach Sam and Tara before they could get any farther. As she neared them, she saw that they were almost at the top.

Elijah saw Quinn and he tried to follow her. Just so she wouldn't get to Sam or Tara.

Tara was struggling to climb the ladder and Sam was trying to help by pulling her sister up. Quinn let the blade of her knife glide along the old, rusty railing of the balcony as she silently approached them. It was way too easy to scare the two sisters. They were so preoccupied with their own problems that they didn't even realize they were being followed. Quinn could easily kill them both before they even had a chance to react.