First Person P.O.V.
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All I heard was the gun cock. couldn't mumble very much before my vision went dark, as if a wave of sleepiness had washed over me.
I was set into a small, cheap bed. The mobile metal made my back ache as it dug into my vertebrae. It wasn't the worst pain I had endured this trip.
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My eyes slowly opened, my gaze traveling around the small tent. The table was full of gadgets and tubes. I wasn't sure what was happening. I just remember knocking out. That's when I saw him. Aris sat in a chair only a few inches from my bed, fast asleep. I smiled to myself.
My ankle throbbed and now my heart did, too.
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Quiet Ones//Aris Jones X Fem!Reader//
Fanfiction·Quiet ·qui·et ·ˈkwīət/ noun 1. absence of noise or bustle; silence; calm. "the ringing of the telephone shattered the early morning quiet." --- "What could you possibly know about love? The only person you've kissed is Thomas." "I know that you li...
