Tell me with your Mind, Body and Spirit. (Brian Quinn)

Chapter 4

4

Rose's point of view-

"Hey! I know you!" The purple and blue haired girl in front of me, yelled as she turned around.

I move over so she could talk to whoever she was trying to talk to.

"Rose, right?" She said poking me repeatedly.

I looked at her and cleared my throat, "Me?"

"What am I speaking Japanese? Yes you!"she said pulling me in a hug.

I held my arms out not hugging back, and not so sure if I should.

She start mumbling things while hugging me.

I wiggled and tried to pry her off. She tightens the grip, she then let me go.

I regained my breathe again, breathing at a normal pace.

"Who are you?" I said fixing my outfit she smuggled.

"You don't remember me? My name is Kc, Kc Everdeen!" I've heard of that name, it was my best friends name.

"Oh my, how are you?" I said side hugging her lightly then letting go.

"I'm doing alright, I graduated high school, got a car, a Husband, a house, and almost a college diploma!" She said, naming the things she most proud of.

"Oh, that's great! Excellent, you got a great life so far huh?" I said congratulating her.

"Yeah. So what about you?" She said.

"Well, I got a boyfriend, a job, a house, a car, and a college diploma." I said smiling proudly at what I have accomplished in my life.

"Really? Who are you dating? What did you study in college? What college did you go to?" She questioned me.

"Uh, Brian Quinn, or as you know him, Q. Photography, Law, business. Marshal University." I answered.

"Oh wow, I'm in for fashion."

I nodded and smiled. I felt hands on my waist, it tickled me,. I laughed turning, around, expecting Q.

I was met with a pair of lips, I put my hands on the persons Chest, knowing that it not Q, and tried to push way, disgusted in the person. He just tightened his grip before letting go of me. I looked up at him, with a unpleasant look plastered on my face.

I turned around, just to find Q sitting in his wheelchair watching scene that just happened right in front of him.

"Q!" I shouted as he he rolled down the hall, the little boy following him.

"Rose? Give him some time, then tell him the truth." Kc whispered to me, rubbing my back in support, as I sobbed on her shoulder.

I looked up and stood back, I turned to face the man. He had a smirk plastered on his face. I walked closer to him and punched him. I know I broke his nose, I heard it crack.

I wiped my eyes and walk out of the hospital. Q would never want to see me again, and I would never bare to stand if I heard him say it straight to my face.

I walked to my car, and drove home.

5 minutes later §_§

I ran into my house, thrashing everything around. My 66in flat screen tv was in millions of pieces, three holes in the wall, and broken glass. I fall to my knees, holding a picture of Q and I against my chest with my upper arms and my hands holding my head. I'm a mess, I feel so guilty about something I didn't do, he kissed me, and I didn't kiss back. I would never hurt anyone like that. I don't even understand how other have a heart to even do that damage to someone-

"You got me in chains, you got me in chains for your love, tryin to break the chains, but chain only bring me-"

"H-hello?" I choked out, holding back a sob.

"Rose, what going on? Q won't answer us, he will only talk to a little boy." Murr spoked in a curious voice.

"I don't wanna talk about it, Murr, I'm so sorry. Please t-tell Q that I didn't kiss back, I never would do that thing." I told him, rethinking about telling Murr.

"Uhh, a-alright, yeah, okay, so I'll see you around?" He questioned me, unsure if he'll see me again.

I sigh, "I don't know if you will, Murr. To be honest, it all depends on Q and I's relationship. I'm in love with him, but I don't know if he loves me anymore, bye Murr. " I whimpered, hanging up the phone and throwing it across the room. I was wanting it to break, but just my luck, it still works, it ringing.

I mutter some colorful words, wiping my forehead, feeling the beads of sweat forming.

Brian Quinn's Pov

"James, what are you doing?"'I said looking at the young boy dancing wildly around the hospital room, singing Look After You by The Fray.

"I'm Peter Pan!" He yelled,posing like Peter did in the Disney movie. I laughed, and stood up getting into my wheelchair.

"Wanna go to the cafeteria?" I questioned.

"YES!" He said, running at the door.

We wheeled out the door, there was yelling, and people complaining at the front desk. The three nurses looked as if they needed a break.

"Hey, hey, HELLO? May I have your attention please? Ma'am no I have not seen your son-"

"JAMES!" A woman yelled running up to us.

James looked away, and whistled rubbing his hands innocently.

"Hi mummy." He said sweetly, giving her a giant smile, show his teeth.

"James where have you been, I was so worried? Who is this? Did he steal you?" She asked giving me the stink eye look. Only if looks could kill, I'd been dead by now.

"No mummy! This is my new best friend! Q!" He chirped hugging my leg.

I smile, bending down a little to hug the little guy.

"Alright enough, come on James, we are leaving." His mother said picking up James' hand and pulling him away.

"Bye Q! Don't forget me." He said sadly.

"Bye James, I'll never forget you! Pink promise." I shouted so he would hear me.

He turned around while walking and sadly weekly, a tear shedding for his bright brown and blue eyes.

I sigh, I'm alone, James is gone, the guys are at the studio, and I don't have a Rose anymore.