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

Morning drama

POV. Tim

Laying in bed I think about Quinn.
How I can possibly make any of this easier for her.

Then an idea shoots into my head.
She won't talk to me but maybe she'll talk to the closest thing she, now, has to a mother figure. Lopez.

So I decide that I'll ask her tomorrow at the station if she has time to spend some time with Quinn after school.

If the girl will even show up there, yet alone stay there.

I wake up to the sound of my alarm and get ready for work.
I look into Quinn's room to see her peacefully sleeping.
It's adorable i think but then I remember the piss of commend from yesterday and suddenly it's not that adorable anymore.

„Quinn?" i ask after ten minutes of waiting for her to get up, slowly wondering if she forgot to set her alarm.

Nothing.
I walk into her room.
„Quinn? Get up! You'll be late!" I say a little louder.
I shake her gently to get her to wake up.
She grumbles but opens her eyes.
„I don't want to!" she whines.
„You have to go to school so come on!" I say chuckling.
„Ugh fine." she says slowly swinging her feet out of bed.
„Did you forget to set an alarm?" I ask walking into the kitchen to make her breakfast.
„No I didn't forget I was just hoping you'll forget to wake me up." she says
I laugh „not happening." I add handing her a plate of pancakes.
„Can I just please stay home today?" she whines.
„Quinn, we've had this discussion you need to go to school!" I say tired that this is coming up again.
„why don't you want to go to school?" I ask frowning.
„I just... I don't know I don't feel that good."
„Well that's what I mean! That's why we need to talk! If I knew what was going on with you I could help you! Like let you stay at home every once and again." I say.
„oh my goodness! How are we back to this? I don't want to talk to you!" she almost shouts snapping.
„Well then it's settled your going to school!" I say.
„dad! Like do you just not care at all?" she asks.
„That is not fair!" I say raising my eyebrows and crossing my arms. „I'm trying so hard to understand how to help you! I'm trying! But if you won't open up I can not help you! So as Long as you won't tell me why you don't want to go to school and explain to me how I can help you your going to school and that's final." I say.
„Like dude! Listen to yourself this is so unhealthy!" she says angry.
„None of this is healthy! Quinn your mother is an addict! And not going to school isn't going to change that! I let you stay at home for the first freaking 2 months after she left I'm legally bound to send you to school! Don't blame all this on me! And for the record I am not dude to you! I am your father! And you don't get to tell me to piss of or tell me I don't care about you! Just because life is not easy for you you don't get a free pass to act like a disrespectful brat!" I say with a firm voice to keep me from yelling at her.
„Wow thanks for that dad." she says sarcastically.
„Okay! We're done with this conversation! Get your ass in the car I need to get to work and your going to school. I'll pick you up during my shift and drop you of at home if your not here when I get back you are going to be a lot more than just grounded, got it?" I say pulling the plate away from her and dropping it in the sink.
She rolls her eyes but finally moved to the car.

I sigh. How did we get to this?