Quincy & Malaika.. if y'all see this, I'm so sorry!
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re·mem·brance
/rəˈmembrəns/
noun
the action of remembering something.
"a flash of understanding or remembrance passed between them"
You will remember her...
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|Quincy's POV |
I sat motionless with my face buried in my hands as the cool air from the hospital A/C indulged me. I've been here with Justin since 11 PM.. it was now 1 in the morning and we still haven't gotten word back from any doctor on whether she was okay or not, not even if my son survived.
The media, however, didn't fail to amaze me at how quick they found out about it and made it a "hot" story. That same story came on the TV as the news reported on the car crash and Remembrance's hospitalization. The crash was so bad, it made news to states outside of California too, unfortunately other lives were lost as well. It was also all over social media, resulting in my phone getting blown up every minute by fans, other celebrities and profiles that updated the public on every little thing that went on in Hollywood. I shut my notifications off immediately..
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I rolled my eyes as I grew impatient and irritated at the way shit was right now, the last thing I wanted to do was listen to or replay the worst night of my life. I stood up to my feet and grabbed the remote from the desk, instantly changing the channel to a weird soap opera that was on and then sat back down with my head in my hands.
