[✔︎] 𝐈𝐅 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 ✫ POST-DESCENDANTS TWO ⁷

FIFTEEN: Always Here

[HANNA]

When Hanna came to check on Quinn later she found that her friend wasn't feeling well.

She had delved into her mind and was struggling to calm herself. She had instilled doubt into her soul. Hanna, Helia and Chelsea could only watch as she muttered to herself and thought aloud.

She was feeling all the things she had the day Maddie had failed her. She questioned if they were going to big and should rather go home. What if this didn't work? What if something happened? Would she be able to rebuild herself?

Quinn started hyperventilating, taking in deep breaths as she tried to catch her breath. Chelsea walked over, patting her on the back.

"It's okay." Chelsea said. "Scream it all out."

"Yeah Quinn." Helia said. "Everything will be fine. Don't overthink it. All things will go to plan. You'll get Maddie. You'll torture Maddie. Get Fairy Godmother's wand. Open the barrier. It'll all work out."

"Don't stress yourself out over nothing." Hanna said, steadying her tone. "Take deep breaths. Count to ten."

Quinn took their advice trying to catch her breath as she counted to ten. She closed her eyes, calming herself down.

"Thanks." Quinn mumbled, picking up her sketch pad and holding up her drawing of Chelsea. "What do you think?"

"Not too bad." Hanna said, she couldn't say it wasn't.

"Oh really?" Quinn said. "This looks terrible. You don't have to spare my feelings. I don't need you to. I'm perfectly content on getting constructive criticism and honesty from you people."

Helia got a gleam in her eyes, that Quinn quickly shot her down for. Nobody wanted Helia's critiques. They tore you down and left you vulnerable.

"Not from you Hel." Quinn said. "You'd insult me to oblivion. I don't need that in my life. You'd point out all my flaws, which are many. I'm not denying it. If you say you're not flawed, you haven't looked in the mirror correctly."

"Thank you Professor Hearts." Helia said as she mocked writing on a desk. "Continue with your lesson that I'm so interested in."

"I'll stop." Quinn said, sending Helia a glare. "You don't have to act so rudely about it. I would've stopped if you asked nicely."

"No you wouldn't have." Hanna said with a shrug. "We all know that. Now what were we talking about in the first place? This conversation seems to have strayed."

"Into a rabbit hole." Chelsea said, with a grin. Hanna sighed, shaking her head.

"Thank you Chels." Hanna said, shaking her head. "Your analogies are always needed."

"I don't like the sarcasm in your tone." Chelsea said, pursing her lips. "I didn't take you for one who insults others. I'm hurt Hanna."

"I'm not insulting you." Hanna said. "I'm not being sarcastic either."

"Oh really?" Chelsea asked. "I'm so used to sarcasm from Helia and Quinn, I thought you'd be the same."

"Hello!" Heather said. "Honey I'm home!"

"Shut up Heather." Quinn said. "Stop making fun of me."

"I don't think she meant to be insulting." HJ said. "She's just being Heather."

"Well I don't appreciate her attitude." Quinn said. "Sit down You two. Join the party."

"Actually I'm just dropping Heather off." HJ said. "I'm not planning on staying with you people."

"Rude." Quinn said. "I don't remember doing anything to you. But go ahead. I don't want to see your face now."

"Overdramatic much." HJ said.

HJ rolled his eyes, heading out the door and earning a farewell from the Queen of Hearts herself.

"How come I don't get a goodbye from her when I leave?" Chelsea asked with a pout.

"Because you never actually leave." Hanna said as Chelsea frowned. "I don't get a goodbye either and I'm not complaining."

"Actually I don't think she acknowledges any of us when we're here." Heather said. "It's not fair she acknowledges Hecky."

"Your brother is something else." Helia said. "Not in a bad way. Don't take offense."

"I'm not offended." Heather said. "But you know who else she acknowledges when she comes here?"

"You mean Sam right." Helia said. "Everyone acknowledges Sam, she's hard to ignore. It's hard to hate her. She had an infectious personality. If she's happy you're happy. If she's mad you're mad."

"True. Not that she'll ever come here again after my mom almost cut her head off." Quinn said. "I'm still fighting with you Heath. You're my new victim."

"Lovely." Heather said. "I totally need that."

"What's with all of you being sarcastic?" Quinn asked. "I'm not that bad am I?"

Her friends shared a look as she tossed her pillows at them.

"Don't look at each other like I'm crazy." Quinn said, crossing her arms over her chest. "I already know I am okay."

"We weren't." The three assured her though none of them believed it.

"Sure." Quinn said. "Don't you have places to be?"

"We get it Quinn." Hanna said, standing up. "We'll leave you alone now but know we're always here for you even if we're not there in person."

"Thanks Hanna." Quinn said, smiling at her friend. "I appreciate that."