What I did for Love

Chapter 4: Sister, Sister

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{Quinn's P.O.V.}

5 Years Earlier; June 10th, 2011.

Everyone left me alone that night. No call for dinner. No call for movie night.

I watched out my bedroom window as they all laughed around the campfire roasting marshmallows. Of course they're all happy now that we get to see each other pretty much 365 days a year. Meanwhile I have to leave ALL of my friends, for what? One boy? Pretty sure 3 best friends isn't worth losing for 1. 

"You'll make new friends." My subconscious tells me. I sigh. This is not the time to start over! I like my life as it is.

 I go back over to my bed and throw myself onto it in the starfish position. I feel sweat pooling on my back. I wish this house's AC worked better. 

I stare up at the fan on my ceiling and decide to go and take a cold shower hoping that it would take my mind off the situation. 

I walk out of my bedroom and into the upstairs hallway then directly into the 'kids' bathroom. I strip out of my t-shirt, shorts, bra, undies and then turn the shower on the coldest it could go. I grab a towel off the rack and place it on the toilet seat for when I finish my shower then I take a deep breath and step into the freezing cold water. My skin is shocked by the contact. The water feels colder than the Atlantic Ocean, not like I've ever been there but still, that's how cold it was. 

I let my hand rest under the freezing cold water for a minute letting my body get used to the water temperature then I climb into the shower fully. I shiver for a minute and then my body relaxes and I let myself sink to the shower's floor. I let the cold water flow over me like a waterfall. I sit down here for what feels like hours. Finally I start to shiver and get goosebumps all over my body so I decide it's time to get out of the shower. I wrap the towel around myself. My body immediately starts warming up in the warm atmosphere I'm in. Something's seriously wrong with the AC here.

I grab the clothes I'd left all over the floor and rush back into my room incase someone had come in the house while I was in the shower. I close the door quietly so no one knows I ever left my room and glance at the alarm clock on my side table. Only 10. I'd only been in the bathroom for half an hour. Only. I laugh to myself. 

I throw my dirty clothing into the laundry basket and sigh, sitting down at the side of my bed while holding the towel wrapped around my body. I sit here for a minute just thinking. I still haven't fully processed what's going on here. I'm moving, I repeat it to myself again and again and again. 

Someone knocking at my door breaks me out of my thoughts. "Can I come in?" A voice whispers from the other side of my closed door. I don't say anything but in walks my guilty looking mother anyways.

"Mom." I say through gritted teeth. "Get. Out." 

"Sweetie.. Let me explain." She says and walks over to me. "May I?" She asks, gesturing to the bed. Asking permission to sit down? I don't say anything and she sits down anyways. 

"What do you want." I spit out. 

"Sweetie, I'm.." She starts, unsure wether she should tell me or not. "I'm pregnant." 

"Ok? I thought we were moving. Is it April fools or something?" I ask, starting to fake laugh. "Cause I'm pretty sure it's summer and April was a few months ago.."

"No.. That's why we're moving. Your Dad isn't making enough money right now to provide for our family since we're having another baby. I plan on taking time off from work to take care of the baby and if we want to maintain our current lifestyle then we'll have to move to Boston, which we plan on doing so, so your father accepted a job offer he received from a firm in Boston. He's going to be making 3x what he's making in New York." 

I don't say anything for a while. "When are we moving?" I finally ask.

"End of July. We're leaving Nantucket early for the move and so is Todd and his family. They offered to help us unpack the new house. 

Oh yeah! New house. Cmon Quinn. Think pros here. New house, Todd. That's all I got..  Oh well. Better than nothing. 

"Now, maybe you should apologize to Todd. He was upset that you didn't want to move to Boston. 

"Maybe." I say, in a better mood. "Have you picked out the house yet?" I ask, excited.

"We have a few in mind." She laughs, happy that I'm finally accepting the situation. "Now lets go. You must be starving." She takes hold of my hand and we walk outside to join everyone else. My drunken father hollers. 

"Mama to save the day!" He cries out.

"What a great man to be having a child with." I laugh and walk over to Todd.

"Hey." I say. He doesn't say anything. "Still holding a grudge, I see?" Still nothing. "Fine. I'm sorry. I love you bro." I say, hugging him. 

"Love you too." He hugs me back. 

"Ok enough you two lovebirds, we have a vacation to enjoy and I don't really enjoy watching my son and his girlfriend making out." Todd's Mom comments. Um. Um. UM. 

"Mo-oom." Todd groans. "We were making up, not making out." He rolls his eyes at her though I'm not sure if she noticed since it was dark and the only light we had was from the campfire.  The rest of the night I spent laughing along with them and enjoying the cool summer night's breeze. 

So Quinn. You're going to be a big sister, I think to myself and smile.