xviii. delusional

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logan

The following morning, I went downtown to a retail store. The one where Quinn works.

I was seeing red, I couldn't slumber, I couldn't eat. I had words I wanted to release. I felt like thunder in the clouds cracking over rain.

This woman has embarrassed me twice. Her and I have a massive fucking issue. I didn't want to see her, but I had to confront this shit.

I marched into the store and looked for Quinn, she was restocking clothes. "You and I need to talk." I told her.

Quinn didn't even answer or look at me.

"Hello?"

"I'm working." Quinn uttered, still not looking. "Quinn, do not fuck with me." I said. "I will scatter those clothes all over the floor."

Quinn breathed out and shook her head, she took me outside, near the trash.

"You have some fucking nerve sending Roi to the restaurant." I started. "Excuse me?" Quinn was confused.

Roi was Quinn's little brother, the familiar face I noticed.

"Roi and his rat looking friend caused a fuss in the restaurant last evening."

"Um, what Roi does with his friends doesn't have shit to do with me. I don't own him."

"You're his sister." I stated.

"And what about it?"

"You sent him?"

"You're fucking delusional." Quinn shoved me so hard, I stumbled. "I'm heading back in."

Quinn started walking. I snatched her wrist and made her halt. "You know, I let totaling the truck slide, but this..."

"Roi does not live with me. I do not see him. And what's this shit about the fucking truck? You mentioned that last time."

"Your lunatic ass wrecked it."

"Me? Is this true? I'd never do something like that. I don't care how much I've been hurt."

"I don't believe—"

"I didn't do it, I swear, I swear on Roi, I didn't touch the fucking truck." Quinn stated. "I know I've threatened, I've broken shit, a vase is fine, but a vehicle... that's different."

Quinn snatched her wrist from me. "You're the fucking worst."

"Quinn!" I called out.

Quinn shook her head and went back into the store. I leaned on the wall.

...all of this time, I assumed it was her... if it wasn't, then who the fuck...

I exhaled.

Is this karma for having too much sex? Am I being chastised because I love the touch of a woman? Is it because I was mean to Quinn?

Fuck.

It's like he said. "At your highest moment, be careful. That's when the devil comes for you."

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