Perception of Trust

T W E N T Y O N E

Trigger warning. The second half of this chapter may be triggering to some readers. Reader's discretion is advised... seriously.
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I decided to spend the weekend with the girls. Josephine had texted and called me nearly a hundred times, but I didn't answer. Tyrese called me today for the first time since the rink, but his call also went to voicemail.

I hadn't heard from Quincy after he drove me home that night, but I found myself thinking about him often these days.

*Flashback*

I stepped out of the car and closed the door.

"Thanks for inviting me."

"Thanks for coming," I reply.

"My pleasure."

"And for saving my ass." I chuckle.

"Also my pleasure." He smirked slightly.

I fell into a trance staring at him. It was at this moment that I realized something.

"You wanna get back in?" He laughs.

"What?"

"You're looking at me like you wanna get back in or don't want me to leave." He giggles.

"No, I just really appreciate you giving me a ride." I smile.

He reaches his hand out to dap me and I complete the gesture.

"Never a problem" He replies, holding the handshake for a few seconds longer.

"Goodnight," I tell him, and he replies before driving off.

This is when I realized that, whether I could help it or not... I was starting to feel something for Quincy.

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I hadn't said it aloud, and I was still trying to understand my feelings, but it seemed that I was starting to grow fond of Quincy.

I was still doing everything in my power to convince myself that I was just stuck in such a picture-perfect moment... but the more I tried to find a logical reason, the more I was convincing myself otherwise.

On the other hand, Brianne and Ashley hadn't come home since the rink either. I think their guardian angles have been working overtime on their behalf cause if they had pulled up this weekend, I would have been ready to tell them both off!

The girls and I had planned to stop by the movies and maybe go to dinner, but my body was still sore as shit from falling on my ass so much, so I had to take a raincheck and beg to reschedule for next week.

I was currently on my way back to my dorm room.

I wasn't excited to see Josephine, but I needed to lay in my own bed and change my clothes. I unlocked the door and opened it to a dark dorm room with Josephine lighting one of about 20 candles. On the kitchen counter.

I walked in confused, think she was trying to do some witchy shit, until I looked around.

The couches had been rearranged and there were a bunch of pillows and blankets in the middle of the living area while the TV was playing Snoh Alegra on Spotify.