If You Knew Me (#Wattys2015)

Chapter 9- If You Knew The Pleasure

Quince's POV

I COULDN'T BELIEVE IT!! I'd slept with Ace. It was his first time too so don't worry. I was ecstatic. When I woke up we were in his room at the Orphanage. Both naked.

I cuddled more into him and he groaned. He looked at me, realized where we were, and smiled. He stroked my hair and whispered sweet nothings into my ear. I kissed him and we made out a little.

"I love you." He stated.

"I love you too. And I always will." We kissed again and I slowly got up. It was a Saturday and we had the whole day to ourselves.

We got dressed fixed ourselves and went downstairs. Everyone was eating and chatting. We sat at the end and just ate silently gazing lovingly at each other. It was stupid but he was adorable. I couldn't help myself.

I could notice Jorge looking at is with disgust. I ignored him and talked to Ace about school. I told him I was failing my History class because I didn't give 2 craps. He didn't take History so he couldn't help me.

"You should ask for a tutor! Then they could help you." He beamed at his idea. It actually wasn't bad. It was good.

I nodded and kissed his cheek.

"I gotta run, have to do something before school so I'll meet you at the front ok?"

"Anything for you!" He stated cheesily.

"I love you." I stuffed a bagel half in my mouth and ran out as he said I love you too.

I knew where I was going and was proud I worked up the courage to do so. I walked up to the hospital only a few blocks away and went in through the sliding doors. I went to the front desk and asked the lady at the front desk for my father. She asked his last name and I told her Harrison.

"What is your relationship to him?" She asked

"Daughter. My name is Quince Harrison." I replied firmly

"Sweetie he's in Room 24. Second floor."

"Ok thank you!!"

I pressed the elevator button and went to the second floor. The room was all the way down hall. I finally found the door and debated on whether I should knock or just go in. I raised my hand but changed my mind.

I slowly opened the door to find my dad sleeping. His face had a huge scab on his left cheeked and burn marks all on his hands. I could tell he was my father but he was pretty hurt.

A part of me was glad this happened because it might give him a wake up call but another side of me wasn't happy because he could've died and I would've never been able to say goodbye. Like my mom. I didn't want that to happen to him and me. I wanted to at least say goodbye.

I stroked his hair and stared at his face. I had inherited the nose and ears where I got my mom's lips and eyes. His chest was breathing which was good because I didn't want it to stop breathing. I was glad he was alive. Even if he does start drinking again I'm glad he didn't die.

I took my hand out of his hair and realized if I didn't leave now I'd be late for school. I took out an envelope and placed it on his bedside table. Hopefully he'll be able to read it before one of the nurse's does.

I left the hospital happy I had come. When I reached school everyone was heading to class. First period was History so I rushed in so I wouldn't get a tardy and made it 5 minutes before the bell the would ring. I decided to ask Ms.Hamilton about the tutor but she hadn't come in yet so I would have to wait till after class.

Class dragged on and on. Time: 8:00 what felt like an hour later. Time: 8:01.

So the class dragged on like that until the bell rang at 8:45. I waited until everyone had exited the class except for some people and went up to Ms.Hamilton.

"Miss, I haven't been doing to well in your class and I was wondering if I could get a tutor to help me study because I just can't by myself. " I asked rushed.

"Quince you are right that you haven't been doing too well in my class. I agree. You should have a tutor. And I'll have a student from my other class join because he isn't doing too well in History either. " she answered

"That's awesome!! Thanks Miss H." I ran out the room happy! I might actually do well in history this year.

All was well in the world.

*bzzz* *bzzz*

My phone vibrated so I took it out my pocket. I had gotten a text message.

From: Unknown (Private Number)

To: Quince😜

Stay. Away. From. Ace.

I glanced around nervous. I expected the worst to come out of this.