When Margo and I arived at the Motel where Ben, Lacey and Radar stay, I ask Margo wether she wanted to go in with me or not. As I expected, she said no. "I want you to have an good talk with them. You can't leave without talking to them. You may not be like me, Q." She explained. I nod. I get her.
I walk to room twenty-four, as the waiter told me. It was a beautiful room, actually. But unfortunately they didn't let me in, so that we must talk trough the door, wich was pretty hard.
"Q, bro?" I heard a male voice saying. I'm sure it was Ben. He always calls everyone bro.
"Yeah, its me."
Unhearable mumbling.
"What?"
"Why did you stay? You should've come with us." I really didn't have an answer to that.
"..."
"Q?"
"Yeah?"
"Why did you come back?"
"..."
"..."
"I, I wanted to tell you that I'm leaving. That I'm leaving with Margo."
More unhearable talking. I can make out the words Q, leaving and Margo.
"Ben?"
"Quentin."
Uh-oh. He was using my full name. He's going to rant, for sure.
"Ben."
"We traveled so long for you. We we're almost dead for you. We missed graduation for you. I had to pee in a bottle for you. We all did this for you, and now you want to leave us? You know what? You are a selfish sack. And you what else? Screw you. News flash: This is not the Quentin Jacobson show! My whole life I've been part of your idiotic story, and now I'm going to make my own story, starring Lacey Pemberton and Radar. Quentin Jacobson's aren't tolerated. Farewell."
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Paper Towns 2
FanfictionSPOILER ALERT IF YOU DID NOT READ PAPER TOWNS BY JOHN GREEN THAN GO READ IT AND COME BACK LATER What if Quentin did go to New York with Margo? What if he did choose her rebellish side? What would become of him and what new adventures will they have...
