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

Finally talking

POV. Quinn

Das parks his truck infront of the car.
„Quinn, please i know you don't want to go to school but you need to. Legally you do. But if something serious comes up and you are really struggling just have them call me and I will pick you up." Dad says.
I truly see him trying so I do my best and say: „thanks. That means a lot."
He tries to hide how surprised he is.
He smiles probably great full about my responds.
„okay, love you." he says stroking my hair lovingly once before i get out of the car.
„Yeah you too." I say awkwardly trying not to show how much I desire affection.
I mean he is by all means willing to give it to me but I'm not willing to take it. It makes me feel so small. So weak. When I'm desperately trying to seem like I'm handling it all just fine.

I walk into the school building not wanting too.
I don't really know why. I'm not being bullied or anything but these days I'm finding it very hard to motivate myself for anything. I mean look at my mom. She was doing so good in UC and all but she still ended up the way she did.

I slump down on my desk. Math. Gosh how I hate it. At least my teacher is pretty nice.

"Quinn?" I hear my teachers voice.
I open my eyes. Shoot.
"Were your dreams at least more intresting than what I had to say." She says.
"I'm so sorry miss devin." I apologise.
She chuckles but says. "It's okay just try and pay better attention."
If everyone would be as understanding and kind as she is the world would be a much nicer place to live on.

I rest my head between my arms on the table in the cafeteria. The food is disgusting an I just wanna go home.
One more hour Quinn.
One more hour.

I hear the saving sound of the Brel ringing. I grab my bag and leave instantly.

Dad always drives by during his shift to come and pick me up and he then drops me of at home.
But since getting in the back of a police vehicle is kind of embarrassing we agreed to meet up behind the school.

I walk around the building and through the back entrance of the fence.
I see the car standing there with dad and his rookie. I think her name is Lucy or something.

I open the car door, throw my bag inside and then slump down next to it.

„Hey how was school?" dad asks starting the car and hitting the gas.
„Fine." I say bound short not really wanting to talk. Enough people and voices for the day.
„I should probably let you know that there has been a change of plans. I'm not dropping you of at home right away. I'll take you with me to the station." he starts. I interfere confused.
„Why?"
„Well since you don't want to talk to me I've asked Angela if she would spend some time with you. I know you too get along really well." he explains.
„Really? Just so she can run to you after and tell you everything?"
„This isn't about me Quinn. Yes I want to know what's going on inside of you but most of all I want you to learn to let it out. To communicate. I think that's what's best for you. Besides you know Lopez she would never tell on you. She likes you way more than me." he adds chuckling.
„But don't flatter yourself, I made half of you I get the credit." he then throws in sarcastically.
„Ew dad!" I say disgusted but laughing.

Maybe this won't be so bad. Talking to Angela.