Collision Course | Billy Hargrove Fanfic|

6.Bruised

Quin flopped down on the couch with a sigh of exhaustion slipping from her lips. She pulled a light blanket over her bare legs while reaching for the remote for the tv. Her mind not particularly set on a movie, she began to flip through the channels as her teeth worried against her bottom lip.

It was a Thursday night, two days after having her knowledge of the universe widen a little bit. It took her a while to grasp her head around the story that her little cousin, Dustin had told her. A story about a mythical creature, a little girl with magical powers and an evil lab. To any other person it would seem like a childish thought. A dream that had come to his head one night after having too much sugar, or a game him and his friends played together at recess. But with the proof of Dart sitting in his turtles terrarium munching on Three Musketeers, it was kind of hard not to believe. To make things even more confusing, apparently Nancy and Steve know about this too. With the cherry on the top being her still red and angry cut in the middle of her forehead, which she got lots of comments and stares from.

Settling on Sixteen Candles, a movie that just came out of theatres and one of Quin's new personal favourites, she grabbed her tub go ice cream that waited on the coffee table and snuggled up into the couch as she watched. The good thing about having no parents around was, they couldn't tell you that a tub of vanilla ice cream was not a nutritious dinner.

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The ring of the door bell echoed through the empty dark house, startling Quin from her deep slumber. The tv was still running, a repeat of The Facts of Life playing on its slightly grainy screen.

Quin must have fallen asleep because her ice cream sat in a heap on the floor and her head was kind of fuzzy.

" Are you kidding me? What a waste of perfectly good ice cream." grumbling the girl slowly sat up and rubbed her eyes before the door bell sounded again, except this time it was rung twice with a sense of impatience.

" Just a minute!"

Looking at the clock the girl tilted her head, " Its 1:07 am in the morning, what the hell kind of prank is this?"

Grabbing the blanket and draping it around her bare shoulders, considering she's only wearing a t- shirt and a pair of sleep shorts, the girl moved to open the door, leaving the mess of ice cream to deal with later.

As she reached the front door a knock thundered agaisnt  the door this time. Reaching out, Quin unlocked the door and yanked it open, revealing a beaten down Billy.

She couldn't see his face because he wouldn't even meet her eyes. His shoulders were hunched and he looked like he had been in a scuffle with someone and actually lost for once.

Quin almost felt pity for the boy, almost being the key word, before the echos of his words came racing back through her mind. Her fist clenched and her jaw tightened, it had been a few days since the incident  and he still hadn't apologized for it.

" What the hell do you want, Hargrove?" Her voice was hard and cold, with no tone of welcoming laced within her words.

The boy stood silent for a moment longer before clearing his throat and looking up. When he did Quin's heart leaped out of her chest. Right there and then, she wanted to comfort and consul him but she had to keep up her hard front.

One of his usually ice blue eyes was shadowed by an ugly purple bruise already starting to form. His lip cracked, seeping blood onto his white ripped wife beater and his nose still held blood that sat just slightly above his upper lip. 

" Listen I know you don't owe me shit but I just- I didn't know where else to go. " His voice wavered and Quin could just tell that he was using everything in his power not to break.