The TO's kid (Tim Bradfords daughter ff) ON HOLD

After math

POV. Tim

I park my truck infront of the house and open the door.
I walk inside and toss my keys.
I see Quinn sitting on the couch watching tv.
„Your grounded! That means no tv! Is that so hard to understand?" I sigh out frustrated. I had a bad day at work. I overestimated myself and the ability to go back to work after beeing shot, and made a reckless decision on a call about a motorcycle gang. So I am not really in the mood to argue with Quinn.

„You never said I couldn't watch tv! You just said that I was grounded! And you didn't take my phone so I figured that this was fine!" she says.
„You where in the back of my shop! Of course I didn't think about taking you phone. But thanks for reminding me!" I say stretching out my hand to signalise her to give me her phone.
„Are you serious?"
„No no I'm kidding! You see me laughing?" I say sarcastically bur my face remains dead serious.
„Ugh you suck!" she groans handing me her phone.
„oh yes i know!" I say faking pity.
Then I take the remote and demonstratively turn of the Tv.
„Really? What do you expect me to do the entire day?" she says.
„Well for one part go to school! For the other, don't complain because you have to face the consequences to your actions!" I respond.

„have you had something to eat yet?" I ask changing the subject deciding we've talked about this long enough.
„not yet" she says.
„What do you want?" I ask walking into the kitchen.
„don't know don't care." she says walking past me into her room.
„What? Quinn! Come back here!" I shout after her.
After hearing her loudly display her frustration throughout a loud sigh she walks back.
„You do not get to act like I'm the bad guy for all this after you've skipped school multiple times and now it's coming back at you!" i explain loudly.
„Yeah! Whatever." she says.
„Quinn Bradford! This is not my fault! Keep acting like this and see what happens! Now sir your ass down so we can eat!" I state loudly.

She immediately sits down.
Well there you go.
I sit infront of her after shoving too frozen pizzas into the oven.
She's quiet now. It's always either quiet or war with this girl.
„Quinn, I want to talk about your mom. I know you don't but I think it will be good for you. It's been a year and you've been avoiding the subject like the plague." I start.
„there's nothing to talk about!" she says looking down at her fingers that are resting on the table.
„Of course there is something to talk about! Quinn! Your in denial! Your mother left you. She's a drug addict on the street and you have no way of getting in touch with her. No normal person can be okay with that! And I know your not okay with that because I know you! So we need to talk!" I explain.
„yeah gee thanks dad, for reminding me! Look I don't know what you want me to say!" she shouts out.
„How you are doing, why you are skipping school, what I can do to help. Those are all things you can talk to me about." I try to reason with her.
„Ok! How do you think I'm doing? Great? And I'm skipping school because Well because I don't want to go! And want you can do to help? Maybe... Piss off!" she snaps getting up, walking into her room and slamming the door in the process.

I choose to leave her alone and sit on the table alone.
I'm losing her. I'm slowly losing her just like I've lost Isobel.

Hey sorry for not updating in some time. I'm all done with the exams for the year now so I'm probably gonna write more <3