A/N//Lmao…I swear to god my little brother treats me the same. He’s smaller in age and bigger in size. I swear I’m gonna beat him up one day, lol!
“Here, hold this. I showed you the controls, Quinn, if you f*ck this is up, our lost will be on your head.” “I…Why? You’re forcing me to play, and now you want to blame me if you lose.” “I’m not forcing you…you can choose not to play if you want…but either way, you’re playing.” “That’s forcing me
Zayd’s sleep was disturbed when he felt Quinn slowly and silently freeing herself from his arms. Her breaths were slow and shallow, as if she were afraid he’d hear them. His eyes peeked open, watching as she carefully shuffled off the bed in the darkness that swamped the room and stood to her feet.
Her hands trembled as she wiped her eyes, getting rid of every trace of her tears…but she could’ve not bothered. He’d already seen them. When her face was dry of sweat and tears, she stood to her feet, awkwardly walking over to the one of the punching bags. She didn’t even get a proper rest and yet
Upon hearing that, Quinn yanked herself out of his arms and finally looked up at him with wide and angry eyes. “I told you not to come, why did you?!” “I wasn’t going to…I only came because I was worried, and I’m glad I did.” “Well, I’m not…there are things that I don’t want you to see.” “Like wh
“I’m sorry I overreacted…I’m sorry for saying something like that.” “You didn’t overreact, I’m always the one pushing my nose where it doesn’t belong. I deserved it.” “Don’t say that.” “Then what else do you expect me to say? Have I not done enough, Quinn? My f*cking mark is on your neck and yet
“What?” Derrick looked away. “Yes…her mother died after giving birth to her.” “Then Kathrine…?” “It might not be biologically, but Kathrine is her mother too.” Zayd’s face twisted into confusion. “I don’t understand…explain.” “It’s a rare case since twins aren’t necessarily popular, but Kathrin
Zayd didn’t come home. No matter how long Quinn tried to keep her droopy eyes open, he did not walk through that door. ‘Had her words angered him that much?’ she continuously wondered until eventually, those eyes fluttered shut, only opening again when the daylight glistened bright through the thin
Quinn plucked the fork out of the sausage and glared down into her half-eaten food. Should she go back to his office? And then what? Angrily storm out again? She pushed the plate aside and swallowed what was in her mouth. She was embarrassed. She went there to apologize and ended up doing nothing