Charley & Quinn [ON HOLD]

Chapter 9: Ass Surgery

Quinn

When she kissed me, I was like I wasn't alone anymore, like I was whole, and my other half had been found.

"You can't reach the clouds without wings, but someday, someone will be strong enough to push you up there."

I kept reciting that in my head, over and over again. Charley was my strong hold, and now we were drifting apart.

Ugh, why are you being so slushy. You're suppose to be the man of this relationship.

"Shut up," my conscious mind was bothering me today.

Get up, move you lazy lump, go after the girl and-

Before I could stab myself in the head, a knock approached my door.

It was a mighty fine Saturday, and although I was close to strangling myself, it was better than being at school, seeing Charley with him.

"Come in!" I yelled.

As if anyone knocks anymore, I thought. Everyone seemed to be barging in on my life when it seemed fit to them anyway.

I slid off my bed, my feet reaching the grey carpet floor. My moms tall, skinny, boney and quite honestly, scary head poked around the door, her ice cold blue eyes making their way to mine.

"Hi, mother, to what do I owe you the pleasure," I smirked.

She hates it when I call her anything to do with being an actual mom. She said so many times before it makes her feel old.

She scowled at me, coming into the room for her full presence to lurk on me, chocking me with her perfume.

"Why hello my son, I can see your very, what's the word, oh yes," she covered her smirk with her hand, "dismayed today, something to do with that pitiful girl, Charley?"

My hands burned, there was nothing more I had wanted to do than yell in her face. Tell her that she was the pitiful one, the one who was so weak, for what she did...

"What do you want?" My voiced cracked, but I showed no signs of anger. That would give her to much pleasure.

"It seems you have a guest, I'll tell her to come up," she turned her back to me before leaving, "and, please do something about your room," she eyed the closed curtains, and my unmade bed, before closing the door behind her.

Charley, I thought. Charley has come here, she's come back. Come back to me, so that I can protect her and love her. So that I won't let anything hurt her again. I shot out of bed, walking over to my closet and throwing on a clean, plain white shirt. I threw my black bed spread over my bed, quickly sorting the pillows and opening the blinds. Today is going to be good.

I heard a knock on the door, and I slowly opened. I'm it seemed to be taking forever, and I could hardly wait to see Charley's beautiful face.

I cleared my throat, "Charley, I knew it was y-"

"Quinn!"

Oh.

What the hell?

Aleisha?

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"Well, don't look so surprised to see me..." She waited patiently with her arms wide open, expecting the semi hug I was about to give her.

"I-I uh, Aleisha, I didn't know you were coming-"

"Oh come here!" Aleisha grabbed my arms and pulled me into on of her big protective hugs.

Oh, I missed this.

"What are you doing here A?" I was so happy, she was the second person who understood me and loved me for who I was.

"Well, work let me off for a week and a half, so I came into the neighbourhood, hope you don't mind me staying in your humble abode," she looked at me with a grin, a devilish one.

"Well this 'humble abode' used to be yours..."

"Yeah, but know I couldn't handle the bitch downstairs, who is right now pretending to be a homey mother, trying not to burn the chicken that's in oven," Aleisha lowered her voice, "but secretly, it's the body of her last victim."

We both erupted with laughter, and a relaxing vibe was sent down my spine. It felt good to be happy.

"Man, do you know how longs it's been? I honestly believe you've grown three more hairs on your chin since I last saw you, and that's impressive!" She pretended to pull at my jawline fluff, squinting her green-grey eyes.

"Hey! It's not like your chubby baby fingers have grown either," I grabbed her hand, inspecting it like she did with my 'invisible hairs'.

I'm working on the beard situation, okay.

She swatted me away playfully, jumping off the bed that I now realised we were sitting on. She looked at me playfully, and I realised what she was doing, like when we were kids.

Oh no.

"You ready?" She grinned evilly, her plan over-flowing in a red demonic mist.

"Wait! Don't do it-"

"HERE I COME!"

Aleisha came hurtling towards me, doing a magical bomb-like pirouette onto the bed. Let me tell you, my bed is a water bed, and that automatically spells trouble. She landed right next to me, the energy pouncing me off the bed.

I felt like a bird flying high through the sky, my problems melting into the clouds, and then falling like rain.

Kidding.

Once I was mid way in the air, my legs spectacularly flopping about trying to regain the ground that was now sacred to me. I missed the bed by a clear 5 centimetres, landing my ass to the ground.

I heard cackling above me, the sound of a witch who just brewed a magical spell.

"Surgery. Your paying for my ass surgery," I got up slowly, rubbing my behind like a cat.

"Yeah yeah quinno, land one here," Aleisha patted a spot beside her on the bed, and I reluctantly went and sat down, my body making a groove in the wateriness.

"Ugh, man. Life's been so hectic lately," she sighed stretching her arms out in front of her.

"Yeah, tell me about it," I scratched my neck, thinking about Charley, thinking about Ethan.

"You know what? I'm starving," all of a sudden, Aleisha jumped up, rubbing her stomach vigorously.

"Now that I think about it, I am too," I looked up at the clock, it was half past one, "I know a really good place, let's get some lunch."

DRAGON REPORTING FOR DUTY! Sorry there was no charls in this chapter, but she will be in control of next chapters charms! LETS DO THIS CHARLEY AND QUINN FANS! Don't forget to like a comment k folks xx How do you like Aleisha so far? Things are about to get stirred up