Nadia doesn't know the depth of her life. She only sees her mom as a workaholic and nothing more. Quincy sees his mom for who she is...a junkie, but is that the case? Who are they really deep down? Does Nadia even know who she truly is? Does Quincy know who he truly is? Why do these bad things keep happening in their lives? Why did they meet in the first place? "None of your business how about you worry about your favorite fucking child!" Nadia yells back (Jealousy) "YOU'RE A SORRY EXCUSE OF A MAN! YOU WILL NEVER BE NOTHIN! YOU WILL NEVER FIND LOVE! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU QUINCY! I SHOULD'VE ABORTED YOU AND THAT LITTLE MOTHERFUCKER CHARLIE!!!" she yells at me drunkenly (Hurt Piece) TW: This story contains abuse (child abuse), addictions, drugs, murder, death, sex, and mental disorders