Pretty little Wallflower

Chapter 15

After waking up every couple of hours to make sure that Quinns okay has drained me, so hearing the sound of my alarm, reminding me that i have practice doesn't make it an better, i'm running on a few hours of sleep, so practice is going to be bad, coach will have my ass for it.

 I still want to know what happened last night at that house and to find out what stacey meant when i found out she was the one who declined the calls, im happy that i was the one that went and got Quinn but i'm not happy about the calls being declined, that situation last night could of been worse than it was, god knows what could of happened.

Quinn starts to stir next to me. I need to get up and get ready for practice but we also need to have a conversation about last night and what happened. I'm not letting her do this alone.

"Morning, baby" i rasp

"Morning, what time is it?" Quinn says back while rubbing her eyes

"It's 5:30 am, i've got practice soon but i want you to explain everything that happened last night, beginning to end, you've got 15 minutes until i have to leave for practice " i say sternly.

"Okay i'll tell you, where do you want me to start?"

"Last night, when you missed my game, what made you go to that house" i ask

"I didn't hear of my dad for a while and i didnt want to go to your game so i thought i would go and see him instead, i got there, the house was a state, i didn't know if he was okay, or if he had been home at all, i was worried"

"Why didn't you just call your mom to see if he was okay instead of going over?"

"That would be hard to do since she's dead" her voice cracks, her eyes blinking fast, she looks away

My chest hurts for her, I shouldn't have brought that up, i didn't know but i just shouldn't have brought it up.

"Quinn, im sorry, i didn't know" i apologise

"Its fine, dont worry about it"

"Can you carry on telling me more about last night, if you want to we can carry this on later"

"No its fine, i'll tell you now, get it over and done with"

I stay silent waiting for her to carry

"I got there and i shouted for him to see if he was in because the house was silent, it sounded like no one was in ad the door was unlocked, so i went in and shouted for him, he came out drunk and started yelling at me, he couldn't even look at me, he hates me. He kept shouting at me to get out of his face. He went in his office for a while so i thought i would clean up the house a bit for him, the house was full of bourbon bottles, he's turning into a alcoholic and it's my fault, it's all my fault" her eyes are filling with tears, she's blaming herself for her dads selfish actions but none of it explains how that cut happened.

Once shes gathered herself, she carries on

"He came back out of his office after a while, so i told him that i tidied up a bit for him, i thought maybe it would make him feel better, its stupid i know, he just wouldn't stop saying that it should of been me, not her, me, that all i walked away with my life but she couldn't do that. He hates me for something i had no choice in"

Quinns crying now, she's not trying to be strong anymore, I stroke the side of her face letting her know that it's alright, she can stop at any time if it gets too much for her.

"If i had just done as i was told, i wouldn't be in this position, is what he kept saying, he's right, if i had just listened none of this would have happened. He hates that I lived and she didn't, he hates me for it but I hate myself even more for it. So i started to apologise for taking her away, for being the only one who came back from it, for being a brat and apologising for living, i just wanted my dad back but after everything i did i'll never get him back"