𝐒𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞
𝐒𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧
𝐍𝐨 𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬
𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬
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Quinn Laurence is a troubled kid who had a terrible childhood. Once the apocalypse starts, she can res...
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━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ THE LIGHT SHINED IN MY EYES AS I WOKE UP FROM MY SWEET SLUMBER. Memories from last night flooded my head. I felt bad but the feeling was amazing. Not the whole Pete situation but, you know what I mean. I rubbed my eyes and got up. The clothes I wore last night looked wrinkled so I decided to get changed. I realized that this was my last pair of clothes and I needed to get some new ones. I went downstairs and Jessie was sitting on the couch.
"Hey Jess?" I asked. She looked over.
"What's up sweetie?" She asked.
"Um where can I get some of my own clothes instead of, hand me downs?" I asked. She smiled and began to walk to her room, I followed her and she closed the door once I was inside.
"Since we didn't have our little girls day, this can make up for it." She said as she rummaged through her drawers. Clothes went flying in the bed as I stood there in pure confusion.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"We're gonna have our own little fashion show." She said. I laughed.
"You're serious?" I asked. She nodded. I rolled my eyes and went along with it. She gave me the first outfit and I began to strip. I had forget about my scars on my back, well now forgotten but didn't forget last night.
"Your back.." She said with worry.
"Oh, it's from the past, I don't really think about that much." I said.
"Oh o-okay." She said. I got the last part of the outfit and turned around.
"Okay give me a spin." She said. I spun around and she had a "serious" look on her face.
"Hmm, I think you look amazing in that, it really compliments your body shape." She said.
"Really, I feel like I'm a model." I said. She laughed as I took the outfit off. I folded it neatly and gave it back to her. She pushed it back to me.
"Keep it, you look amazing in it."
"But these are your clothes."
"Girl I have way more where that came from." I laughed as we continued to put on clothes and laugh. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
I placed most of the clothes in the dresser that was in the spare room and laid on my bed, the light from the outside illuminated the white wall of the room. I smiled and took a deep breath. I had finally found a place where I can call home and not worry about anything, well except that bitch ass hoe Pete, but I just pretend he's dead or he doesn't exist. I hear a knock on my door.
"Come in." I said as I continued to stare at the ceiling.
"Hey." Enid said as she closed the door. I jumped up and felt a wave of guilt come down on me.
"Hey." I said. She sat down on my bed.
"I heard what happened last night."
"Which part?" She gave me a confused expression.
"The only part?" She said.
"Oh, sorry I thought he might've told it in 2 parts."
"I didn't say who told me it was a he, but you would be correct anyways." She said as she tucked her hair.
"Yeah um I'm not trying to think about last night that much, it just brings me down." Or makes me want to make out with him.
"I understand. But there is something I've been meaning to talk to you about." She said.
"Okay, what's up?" I asked.
"I think I want to start over with Ron. We didn't get off to a right start but I thought maybe I should give him a second chance. I smiled but on the inside, a piece of me broke off.
"Well, I think that's a great idea. You should go see him." I said. She smiled and left the room. As I heard the door click i stopped smiling. I don't know what's come over me but, I don't want them together. But then I do because that means I don't have to worry about Ron being alone. Another knock came from my door.
"Come in." I said. It was Ron and he had a smile on his face.
"Hey." He said. I smiled.
"Hey." I said. "Enid's looking for you by the way." I continued.
"Yeah, I told her I had to do something really quick." He said.
"And what was that?" I asked. He smiled and wrapped his arms around me. His lips connected with mine as I cuffed my hands around his face. I wanted to go further but... I can't. And I won't. I know he wanted to but I can't let him. He let go and gave me a look of worry.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
"You should really get to Enid. She has something that she needs to talk about with you." I said.
"Did you send her to me?" He asked. I shook my head.
"Just go talk to her and find out." I said.
"One more kiss before I go?" He asked. I nodded and he pecked my lips one last time. And that would be the final time. He hugged me and left me by the door. A single tear slowly slid down my face and I walked over to the window. I could see Enid from the window and she saw me. I waved to her and she waved back. Ron came out there and he had his best face on. Enid had a look of nervousness but determination. I stood my the window while biting my lip. I see Enid finally tell him. Ron's face was in shock, but then he hugged her. I felt, happy for them.
"Quinn?" I heard Sam say as he knocked on my door.
"Come in!" I said as I wiped the tears away.
"Do you think you could make me some cookies?" He asked. I smiled.
"Of course Sam. Where's your mom at?" I asked.
"I think she went to Stacey's house." He said.
"Is your father home?" He shook his head. "Then lets make some cookies." I continued. He smiled and ran back downstairs as I followed him. The one thing that me and Ron didn't have was that true spark. But at least we would be friends.
