The Ripple Effect

Their Ripple Effect 17

Sam

When we arrived at the party we all went our separate ways. Chanel went to make out with her boyfriend. Valerie went to upstairs and Quinn was asked by so random intoxicated teenager to dance with him.
I was left all alone. A baby giselle in the wild, surrounded by wolves and vultures.

I went outside to catch some fresh air and I really was alone. I walked around the cabin, until I saw the trapdoor that led to the basement. I don't know what came over me, but I decided to climb down.

It was dark and smelled like rotting wood. I went fishing for my phone in my pocket and turned on the flash. It didn't make much of a difference, but it helped. One of boxes in the corner caught my eye. It was marked: Quinn Matthew.

The box was filled with a bunch of records and contracts. Her adoption file, school record, but the one that caught my attention was her police record and her psychology report.

Her psychologist was a Dr. Bennet. She was diagnosed with ASPD. If I remember correctly ASPD is a personality disorder. She was diagnosed about a year ago and it says that she will have gone to prison if she wasn't.

She assaulted a woman on a train, because her voice was annoying. After a month of therapy Quinn attacked her psychologist at the pier and she had to serve a month worth of community service.
She beat him so badly that he had to get surgery done.

I couldn't believe what I read, it shocked me.

"What you got there?" A familiar voice said behind me. I spun around and tried to hide the box and documents.

Before I could say something, a hard object collided with my skull. I fell to the ground my head feeling dizzy. I was hit multiple times until I couldn't breathe. My eyes were swollen shut.

I exhaled my last breathe and heard: "Sweet dreams, Princess."