Tell me with your Mind, Body and Spirit. (Brian Quinn)

Chapter 20

20

Brian Quinn's' Pov

"Man, I've screwed up big," I drunkly to the bartender.

"What has happened to you so big that your sitting here tonight." He asked, wiping some glasses off.

"My girlfriend, well, she was sick so we went to the doctor. That day after went to the doctor she would barely speak to me. We went home and she went to the bedroom, I give her a few second and walk to the room. I attempt to get her to talk to me but she just keeps on give me short replies and it pissed me off. I told her to get out, and she left!" I cry louder I went on.

"Give me a Jack Daniels and Crown 16 ounce glass mixed." I commanded.

"Are you sure mate? You look wasted enough."

"I want it now!" I yelled.

"Alright then, I tried." He said setting up the drink.

"So I think you should go to her, maybe apologize to her, maybe something big is wrong and she doesn't know how to tell you and is scared." He went on.

"We tell each other everything, literally, I know when she is on her period, when she takes the birth control pills, she'll fart in front of me, and man she'll lay some on you, I still beat her at it though. My point is there are not any secrets between us." I complained.

"I don't know mate, think of why she might do this. Someone could be threading her and she afraid to tell you cause they told her not your else. You never really know." He said pulling a stool over and sitting in front of me.

"I think it's too late now, I doing know where she is. And last time this happened I had to ho all the way to West Virginia." I spoke, "can I have some water, and wings." I added, trying to sober up.

"Wings, and water!" He cheered handing me them both.

"Thanks, you can have some if you want." I offered grabbing one of the wings.

"No thanks man, thank you though. I think you should go after her again." He passed on the offer.

I finish the plate and the cup of water. I'm fully sober now, I pay the bill and get the bartender, whose name is Zayn. I leave and head home, I try calling rose but I have been declined, and sent to voice mail.

I called all night, I have been declined and she had possibly turned her phone off. I texted over at least a million times, I know I can't take back what I said, I know. I start to cry at the thoughts of her not coming back, I close my eyes as everything just turns black.

-:-:-:-:-:- The Next Morning:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:

*knock knock knock*

Ugh why would someone be here?

I get up and rub my eyes, I didn't even undress last night so I'm fully clothed. I open the door and look to see Rose.

My first instinct was to hug her, so I did.

"Rose! Oh goodness Rose, thank God your back, I love you, I'm sorry, so sorry, please never leave me again." I cried on her.

"Q! Be careful, please let me go. I need to get the rest of my things, I told you I would come back to get them so please let me proceed." She asked.

"What? No, please come back home, I miss you and I'm sorry, it will, if I can control it, never happen again what happened that night. I know what the problem is I've been thinking about it and I know why you didn't tell me what's wrong. However you have nothing to worry about, you will be okay we will beat this together, we'll get rid of it together, as one." I say grabbing her hands and getting on my knees, begging her to stay.

"What the hell are you even talking about? I will not beat anything! I am not getting rid of them!" I screech.

"What? Rose, I will make sure you beat this disease together, you will be fine." I reassure her.

"What the fuck is you problem?" I yell at him.

"You would tell me what the problem is because you have a cancer, right?" I asked confused.

She opened her mouth, but soon closed it, bringing her hand to my face slapping me. She stormed past me, going to get a garbage bag, putting everything she owns in It, clothes, knick knacks, pictures, pillows, stuffed animals, anything that is hers.

"Rose, rose, wait I'm sorry I had an misunderstanding! I thought you had cancer and was afraid to tell me. I just want to know what's wrong." I grab her by the shoulders and hold her down. She had tears running down her face.

"Want yo make the way I tell you more special than this Q, it's big but I don't want to break the news like this!" She stated.

"Alright, alright, then if you would please come back home, here, and move your stuff back in, and cuddle with me like we use to before. I won't ask again, I let you tell me when your ready." I compromise.

She nods, hugging me, I hug her back, snuggling.

"You know, Christmas is in a few weeks." I teased poking her side.

"Mhmm, I know, and I'm really excited." She spoke.