Relatives and Relationships [ON HOLD]

I Think I've Gone Mad

Welp, so much for the double update. I typed most of this up last night but didn't have time to finish and update. Sorry, hope you like this chapter though.

Enjoy~

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(Quinn's POV)

He was gone...

This was all I ever thought about anymore.

It was a month after his death, I still cried myself to sleep.

I had decided I would rather him die than me. If I had died, he would have to live with the pain instead. I could endure it. I'm not saying that he couldn't, but I didn't want him to have to.

I didn't fully understand what was going on. Was he a robot this whole time? No. He can't have been. Then what else can explain what you witnessed? I don't know, okay? Shut up, stupid annoying voice in my head! Oh, great, now I was going mad, too. I rolled my eyes at myself and screamed into my pillow for what felt like the 100th time today. My throat was screaming, but this was the best way to get my feelings out while I was still alone. I don't want anyone to see me like this; I don't want anyone to worry about me.

I decided to check my texts and only now did I realise my phone had been vibrating non-stop. I checked the number and immediately turned my phone off.  I had deleted her and changed my number but apparently, she had found it again. I didn't care how, but I wasn't going to answer. I know it technically wasn't her fault, but again, I didn't care. I thought she cared about me more than that, I guess I was wrong.

That was annoying but sorta helped out a bit? The annoyance was more commanding for my attention than the sadness, well, for the day anyway. Reason: it didn't go away. Legit, the whole day all my phone did was vibrate. I got so annoyed to the point where I had this huge urge to throw it across the room and buy a new one, and I'm not gonna lie, I almost did it. Almost. Then I finally realised, I could just turn my notifications off. Wasn't I a smart cookie. I would eventually block Trinity if she didn't just stop, I wasn't in the mood to deal with this.

The next day didn't change much, apart from the fact that I was now less annoyed than I was sad. Again. I just blocked the source of my annoyance on everything I had to make sure she didn't come back. Even then she would spam me with requests, which I ignored, hoping she would give up. I was practising random stuff, waiting for Eli to come for his afternoon class. I realised how much Eli's name was like Elias's. I practised harder, trying to get every single thought out of my head. I hate Anthony. I hate my Father. I hate everyone who works for him. I hate Trinity, too. I hate them all.

"I hate them, I hate them, I HATE THEM!" I chanted out loud. Without thinking, I turned behind me and punched the stupid mirror, cracking it. Well, at least it's not broken...

"Quinn?" I heard a young voice ask, followed by a small thud as he put his backpack down.

"Eli," I muttered. "I'm sorry you had to witness that." He shrugged to tell me it was fine, though he still looked worried. Great, he's only three and he's already witnessed acts of madness. He looked at me like he was deciding something and then he walked up to me with his arms open. I turned my back to the mirror, crouched down with my arms open and wrapped them around him in a tight hug. He pretended he couldn't breathe. I giggled and, still hugging him, I stood and spun him around with me. He giggled and when I put him down he acted all dizzy and faked falling on the floor, which made me shake my head, though I was laughing.

"Okay, are you ready to start today's lesson?" I asked. So the lesson started and eventually ended. Eli didn't get as sweaty as he used to anymore after a lesson, and this time he was barely even tired. He was so well behaved it was almost impossible, he was only 3. He must be a fast learner if he can learn that many life lessons in three years.

That temporary joy was short-lived; as soon as the lesson was over, I went back to hating everything again. So I was sitting in the lunch room at the 'mentors' table' and hating everything when my mother approached me. I hadn't seen her much in the past few days, I knew she'd see something was wrong. I looked up from the chicken noodle soup that I was playing with. She looked really happy, the look she'd usually get from a 'successful day at work'. I raised my eyebrow.

"I need to ask you something," She started. "Follow me to my office, I need to give you your first 'Goal'"

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Oooo what's a goal? Gonna have to wait to find out ;) Probably won't be long 'till iI update again, I don't have anything better to do... Apart from, you know, holiday homework but i have loads of time I'll be fine~ (watch me scramble to finish it last day and still not finish all of it). Haha JK I'll find time to do it... maybe.

Go check out XxSilverMarexX coz she's awesome and I'm in love with her books: ||BTS Eighth Member|| and Angel. Saranghae Unnie, thank you so much for introducing me to Wattpad (and BTS and EXO and GOT7 and K-Pop generally and-- well, you get it) and you're awesome, glad we met in year 4!

So, as I said, I'll probably update tomorrow or the day after, sorry for not updating yesterday (if I did, I would probably update tomorrow) and tysm for reading, sorry for any punctuation or grammar mistakes or typos, take care! *bows*