I Don't Recall

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Warning: Course language used below. If you are uncomfortable with reading this please skip the chapter or skip the dialogue after 'Dropped the nicknames I see.'.

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(Quinn's POV)


His behaviour was never really normal after that, and in turn, I didn't fully trust him again. It was sort of awkward between us, but he didn't seem to notice and seemed sort of... proud, I guess? Of what though? Maybe I was imagining things again? I was probably hallucinating due to dehydration. I stood and walked over to grab my un-opened plastic water bottle. I squatted down next to my bag and pulled it out of the little water bottle space on the side of the bag.

As I lifted the bottle up to my lips, I heard the door slam. Maybe I didn't close it properly when I came in? I shrugged it off. That's when I felt someone grab my shoulder. I quickly pulled the water bottle away from my lips and pulled my head, which was tilted up to swallow the water, down. The speed of these actions and also the surprise of someone tapping my shoulder shocked me, making me spit out the water that was previously halfway down my throat. I felt whatever was touching my shoulder drop immediately. I opened my eyes and saw Elias standing in front of me, soaked.

Under normal circumstances, I would have burst out laughing, but this was different, he wasn't my Elias anymore. He stood there glaring at me. I braced myself, waiting for him to burst out at me. Instead, I heard this inhumane noise come out of him... it sounded sort of like a bee when its stuck in a net, buzzing like crazy. I looked down, afraid to look at him and mumbled an apology. He still didn't answer and I glanced up at him, who was twitching. I gasped and didn't know what to do so I ran out and to my mum's car. I took deep breaths, scanning the car. I noticed a phone that didn't belong to me or my mum here... who's was it? I pushed the power button. There was a photo of me as the lock screen.

Out of habit, I held my finger on the home button and pressed down. The phone unlocked. I dropped the phone out of shock. Luckily, it landed on my lap. I went into settings and password, gave my fingerprint again and tapped touch ID settings. I read through all the fingerprints:

Me

Harley Quinn

'Mum'

'Harley Quinn' ?! That... That's what Elias calls me though. But why would my mum have his phone, and why would it be in her car? Well... since it's here, it wouldn't hurt to just... explore a bit, would it?

I looked around to make sure nobody saw me and went back to the home screen (which was also a photo of me). I tapped the little white speech bubble with the green background, the iMessage app. I hit the search button and looked up 'meet me'. The most recent message containing those words was with '10'. Who was '10'? I clicked it.

10

'Meet me same place as yesterday. I'll tell you the full story. Don't trust her.'

Me

Okay. Thanks, Anthony. I can't fully trust you yet, but I'm glad you've told me all this

10

It's no problem. I wouldn't lie to you.

Me

OK. See you soon.

10

See you.


I double clicked the home button and slid both tabs up, shocked at what I had just read. 'Don't trust her'? Is this why Elias was being so distant all of a sudden? What had Anthony told him? How did he get in touch with Anthony in the first place? I decided to ask him next time I saw him.

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