You're My Trigger. Quinton Griggs

Chapter 17

QUITON POV
Chanel walks off the to the bar I was about to go sit on the couch but got stopped by a hand on my chest. I look up and see Cynthia. "Ughh, what do yo-" I aak but get cut off.

"Your gonna listen to me okay?" She says with her same bossy attitude she had when I first met her. "Excuse me." I say raising my eyebrows. "So I work for Chanel's psycho ex boyfriend. As you know he's still in jail, but just cause he's in jail doesn't mean his work can't continue. You have two options Quinton. Either you break up with Chanel or Chases crew will kill her. You choose." She explains

"Your crazy." I say. "It's just love baby. Love makes you crazy and it makes you do crazy things." She says smiling. I was thinking off the last couple of years.

Everything with Chanel how she made me better, how I couldn't imagine my life without her, how I wanted to be with her forever, but that could never happen if she's gone. I nod." Fine I'll break up with her tomorrow. Just give me o-" Cynthia cuts me off my kissing me.

I try pulling away but she whispers as our lips are just an inch apart. "Shes looking. Kiss me or I kill her." I sigh, grab her hips and kiss her.

She pulls away and whisper one last thing to me. "Tell anyone including Chanel about this and she dies." She then walks away.

CHANEL POV
They pull away just a little bit. I was expecting Quinton to walk away or push her away but no he grabbed her hips and kisses her again. I started crying.

They pulled away and Cynthia walked off flipping her hair. Quinton turns around looking me in my eyes. "Nel" he mouths. I shake my head and run out of the house. I get outside and wait for a cab to pull up.

"CHANEL!" He screams. I don't even turn around but then he gently grabs my arm. I rip my arm away. "WHAT DO YOU WANT QUINTON!" I say wiping away my tears.

"Please please Chanel let me explain." He says tears running down his face. "NO! FUCK YOU AND YOUR LITTLE WHORE QUINTON!" I scream. "Please let me explain myself!" He says crying.

"THERE'S NOTHING TO EXPLAIN! YOU CLEARLY DON'T LOVE ME ANYMORE!"I yell out. "I DO CHANEL I LOVE YOU MORE THAN ANYONE!" He screams.

"YOUR CRAZY IF YOU THINK I'M GONNA BELIEVE YOU WHEN YOU JUST KISSED ANOTHER GIRL YOU KNOW I DON'T LIKE!"I explain while yelling at him.

"Baby please just come o-" I cut him off. "NO! I DON'T KNOW WHY YOU DID IT BUT I HOPE YOU KNOW THAT YOU FUCKED UP!" I yell at him.

QUINTON POV
"NO! I DON'T KNOW WHY YOU DID IT BUT I HOPE YOU KNOW THAT YOU FUCKED UP!" She yells. "I KNOW I DID I'M SORRY PLEASE JUST LET ME E-" She cuts me off once again.

"No... I'm going home." She says opening the door of a cab that just pulled up and before getting in she turns around and looks at me. "You broke me." She says getting in and the car drives away.

As those words hit me I feel this rage of anger and sadness wash over me. I turn around with my hands tangled in my hair before punching the wall off the house. I continue punching it untill and I start bleeding.

I turn around to see the one and only Fletcher standing across holding a video camera. He runs up to me still recording. "Quinton are you okay?" He asks me.

"How long have you been filming?" I ask fulled with anger. "Since you and Chanel ran out here." He explains. "FUCK!" I yell.

"Quinton do you think that Ch-" This motherfucker really just saw me and Chanel have a argument and he wants to ask God damn paparazzi question. "Fuck off Fletcher, I don't have time for this shit. Leave me alone!" I yell.

I then start running back to the Sway house. I push all my anger and sadness aside and just keep running and eventually I arrive.