The hand that grabbed her upper arm easily spun her around, eyes of the same dark blue with specks of green as hers glared at her, she rolled her eyes at him.
"You can't just leave again!" Quinn watched her brother's hands frail wildly as he tried to control his anger.
"Watch me, Joe." Quinn turned to leave again but her brother jumped in front of her cutting off her exit.
"Running away is not the answer Quinn." He looked sincere, his eyes determined to get through to his younger sister, Quinn sighed lowered her head away from his sight too ashamed to show any weakness, their Father had taught them well. Too well
"I can't stay Joe, not with her gone everything is a memory that kills me." Tears stung in her eyes, moving her hand along them she tried to clear away the menacing things that showed her weakness.
"That is why you must stay, to mourn and grieve." Joseph Wilson placed a hand on her upper arm, he was one year older than his sister but in this moment he felt more like her father.
"Screw that it's too much to ask me to do." A trapped sob escaped her before she could smother it.
"What do I tell Dad? Mom?" Joseph knew for Quinn their parents was a sore subject but he had to know, they would ask. They always do.
Anger burned in Quinn's eyes at the mention of their parents, her hands clenched harshly. "You can tell them anything you like, I don't care." She took a deep breath and focused on a small patch of paint on the wall that was coming away from the wall. " My fiance was just murdered and where are they? "
"She wasn't your fiance Quinn."
Quinn pushed her hands through her long thick black hair until it fell about her shoulders. "The day before she died she asked me to marry her." The words escaped almost at a whisper.
"And you said yes?" His hands slowed as he took in the new revelations.
"I said I needed time to think." Eyes filling with tears she let slip the act to be tough and looked into her brother's eyes, her heart in every word she pleaded. "Why didn't I tell her yes? It's what I wanted to say."
The tears fell then, unfiltered and wildly, each branded her skin. "She thought I didn't want her Joe, she died thinking I didn't love her."
Wasting no time Joseph pulled her closer, holding her tight as the emotion racked through her.
"I never told her she was the only one I'd ever loved." The pitiful sound muffled by his shoulder as she buried her nose further, his jacket becoming wet and disheveled, but he didn't care.Joseph sighed he recalled the time he and his sister were estranged from each other, she had slept with his girlfriend and hadn't been very repentant.
Holding her now he regretted his anger, his decision to abandon her she had been a wild young woman full of hate and unrequited love. I should have forgiven her, she is my little sister.
"I can't stay it hurts too much."
Pushing away from her brother's arms, wiping away the tears she breathed in a deep breath. "Goodbye Joseph, I'm sorry."
"Goodbye Quinn, I love you." Looking at his hands she smiled sadly, affectionately, the night her mother was called to the hospital was still burned into her mind, she was a young teenager seeing her brother laying in the bed, his neck bandaged up, his face pale white as his eyes fluttered as he slept.
He had been kidnapped and held hostage by Jackal, as revenge on their father for killing an important colonel in the Quarac military, no one knew then her father was leading a double life as a Mercenary called Deathstroke, before he could save Joseph Jackal's men cut his throat, rendering him mute for the rest of his life.
She remembered her mother's anger, then the sound of the gunshot the nightmare had gotten worse. Not every teenager get to see their mother shoot their father in the eye.
Adeline Kane was a force to be reckoned with, the gunshot hadn't hindered Slade Wilson though, Quinn doubted anything would, at one time she had been used as a mere pawn in her father's games.
Waving a bittersweet goodbye to her brother she walked down the hallway, out of her apartment building only Joseph knew she was going, no one not even Quinn knew where she was heading.
She knew she would have to travel a million miles to free herself from the hold one vivacious blonde had on her.
I'll always love you, Sara.
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In Two Minds
أدب الهواةQuinn Wilson is scarred and damaged, heartbroken and plagued with guilt because of the lose of the woman she loved, but long before that being the daughter of Slade Wilson and Adeline Kane will do things to a person. Fate has bigger plans than she...