“Give those keys to me right now!” he shouted.
“Fine, here, get yourself cleaned.” She said as she threw the keys to him.
“Thanks…” he smiled.
“See ya.”
“I knew you never changed.” He said then he left. He went straight home and parked the motorcycle outside of the garage.
“And where have you been?” Quinn asked.
“None of your business.” He answered.
“My bike better not have scratches.” Quinn pointed.
“Go ahead and look.” Quentin said then he went straight inside.
“Hey Quentin!” Quinn followed him inside.
“What?”
“where have you been?” he asked again.
“I’ve been at the pub.” He said.
“Were you drinking?”
“Why do you care?!”
“I just want to know.”
“A little bit…”
“Why?”
“It’s nothing serious, I just met someone there so we had a couple of drinks.”
“Who did you meet up with?” he asked.
“You don’t need to know.” He said.
“Uuuh, I think I do need to know, and I want you to explain to me about those thorns sticking in to your arms.”
“Oh…I forgot about those.” He said.
“Come on let’s go to my room, I’ll get my gear, and you are going to explain this to me.” Quinn sighed.
Quentin explained what happened while Quinn removes the thorns from his arm…
“Ow! Dude! Careful!”
“Sorry, their pretty deep in there. Oh my god dude, you have more on your back!” Quinn exclaimed.
“Ugh, Damn it…” he sighed then he took his shirt off and lied on his stomach burying his face on Quinn’s pillow.
“Eugh…Aw man, you’re bleeding…” Quinn said putting cotton balls on Quentin’s wounds.
“So, Fionna’s still loves you huh, that’s crazy…”
“No, SHE’S crazy.” Quentin said then Quinn chuckled.
“So…about Claira and I…” Quinn said.
“I’m still not over that you know.”
“I know, I’m sorry…I’ll talk to her when I get the chance and I’ll call it off, I’ll tell her, I don’t like her, is that good enough?” he asked.
“Why would you do that?” Quentin asked back.
“Well, I just want my brother back, I can’t bear seeing you like this.” He said then he pulled the last thorn that was stuck on Quentin’s neck.
“Ow!” he shouted.
“Sorry.” Quinn said.
“Quinn? What is happening in there?” their father asked opening the door.
“No dad wait!” Quinn exclaimed.
“Holy Sh-what happened to you?!” he exclaimed.
“I dived out of a window and into some roses.” Quentin answered.
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Love is DEFINITELY blind
RomantikA blind girl who lived her dream of having the sense of sight meets A guy who is about to live his nightmare of losing his. Quentin, who is has cone-rod dystrophy, falls in love with Claira; a girl who is about to discover new things. They became v...
