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"An Airport?" my squeaky voice comes out as a disappointment.Quinn casts me a quick look and picks up a six-pack of beer before getting out of the car. I follow his action, pick my frozen yoghurt, which he bought begrudgingly and get out. I look around the deserted area with dirt and the fence that separates the airport and us. Can't deny we have a great view of the runway. But I can't picture Quinn enjoying plane spotting.He sits on the hood of the car and I do the same. "What is so great about this?" I ask. "I just love seeing a big powerful machine float in the air. " He sighs. I give an inward groan, "Men and Machines." "That should be on a T-shirt, M&M.," He says.I give him a toothy grin.He opens a beer. He hands it to me and picks up another one. I watch him take a gulp. I swing mine and take a sip too. "What is your dream destination?" He all over sudden asks. Some noise hinders my immediate response. I turn to its origin. It is a 747 taking off. I watch how it i
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It's drizzling as Quinn stops outside my apartment building. I watch a drop stream down the windshield.I prepare myself to welcome him inside but he is quick to speak, "You should get going." His eyes are set on three guys that are walking towards his car. The trip from his penthouse he spends most of it on his phone. I remember he ended the call assuring the caller he will be there. Now seeing the muscular and tattooed guys striding towards us I connect the dots and conclude, Quinn was talking to one of them. He moves and reaches for the shotgun door and opens it ushering me outside. I step out and the rain mercilessly pounds on me. "Just go, please," Quinn begs as his eyes hold a queer emotion. The fact he said please is enough to for me to know there's more to this. I take some steps forward before turning to give Quinn a last glance. The three guys are already boarding his Lamborghini, but not before the one at the shotgun shoots me a long glare. He has dreadlocks and an eyeb
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I allow her in, putting my arms around her for support. "What happened?" I ask and guide her to sit down. "I caught him cheating on me with Marya, on my bed in my Condo." She sniffs. "That snake!" I spit. Ryan leans on the wall like a statue as everything unfolds before him. "I will get you some water." I offer. "Let me do it." Ryan offers to assist. I point to him where the kitchen is. I settle beside Roxana and pull her closer. "My own best friend betrayed me." She says absentmindedly. My eyes travel to where she's clutching her arm. I push her fingers away. She is hurt, there's dry blood on it. I then realized her face also has handprints. "Oh my God! He physically assaulted you." I say anger building inside me. She weeps more and I push a box of tissue towards her. "We got into an ugly argument after and he beat me up like I wasn't a person. I still can feel his blows on my body." She lifts her legs to her chest. I have never seen Roxana this broken. "He told me
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At least twenty pair of eyes are on me. I run my tongue over my dry lips and clear my throat. That is enough for me to get out a spluttered, "Truth."Courtney snorts beside me, "Coward." She mutters.I hate her.Her eyes twinkle with a mix of vengeance and hate once they find mine. She sticks her tongue out, "Are you a slut?"Gasps erupt from some of the people. There gazes on me with intent interest. It takes my brain a moment to register her question. She looks least bothered by her insulting question. Her lips are drawn into a content smug. I frown at her, feeling my eyes fill up in tears. I hate getting drunk, it makes me an emotional wuss.I miss Quinn and his annoying habit of acting as my spokesman. If he was here, he would answer on my behalf."Courtney..." Jermaine calls out her name as a warning.She remains unmoved until she finally gives me a victorious smile. Having had enough of her insult, I spring to my feet set to get away from this mean crowd. I take a few strides un
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Oliver leaves before Roxanna wakes up. I am pretty glad cause I know Roxanna will have questions like, 'I thought your brother was in Europe?'Other than the awful hangover, she looks better compared to yesterday. Talking about Chad only harms her. She hides her fear but it very visible. "Don't judge, we both know am good at other stuff." She says and places a plate of pancakes on the table "Other than cooking... " I concur. "And cleaning." She adds. "Pretty much everything that would discredit you as a woman if you lived in the '50s," I say. "Thank God for civilisation." She sits beside me. "What are we watching?" She asks. We both say in unison, "Anything that is Chuck Lorre."I take a bite of the pancake, my gag reflex goes on to activate the mode and I spit it back."I will just have a toast," I suggest. "When will Ryan be here?" Roxanna enquires. I stand and pick the plate with pancakes. "In the next two hours."He told us that he will pick us up today for a weekend getaw
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What? He never waits to see my reaction. The moment the car halts, he's out. Roxanna does the same. I stay seated and rooted. Shocked and sad. "I remember where I met you." Lee's hisses at me. I look around and realise we are the only ones in the car. Ryan is removing the bags from the boot. "I said I remember where I saw you," Lee repeats when I don't acknowledge him. My mind is still preoccupied with Quinn's announcement to care what he has to say. "The Chix xxx club." He says with a smug and that is when he captures my attention. All of it. He smirks when he sees the raw surprise on my face. Like someone who has conquered several kingdoms, he alights victorious. How did he find out? Am always extra careful not leave any loopholes.My hands fly to my chest when Ryan knocks on the car's window and asks if am okay. Am still mad at him for bringing us here. I get out and follow him."Quinn... " His little brother Mets us at the porch. He launches at him and Quinn holds the little
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I am glad when the short trip to the small town centre comes to an end. Courtney kept on talking about Quinn and the engagement. I don't know if she was just rubbing it on my face or she was just simply happy.It is an old town with dusty paths. I dig my hand deeper into my jacket and shut my eyes for a moment when the wind blows my hair. I open them and look around and realise the natives are staring at us with questionable looks. "Pfft! Haven't these people seen a Porsche before or a pretty girl?" Courtney flips her rainbow coloured hair. The small town defines what the gap between the rich and the poor is. On our way, I saw acres of lands which the rich owned and then there's the other side of the coin that looked more like the projects. Houses crammed to one another."Let's keep up with time before night falls," Lee warns and casts me a sideways glance. I have been meaning to ask him to keep his finding a secret. Courtney leads the way she seems to know her way. I wonder how ma
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Quinn's POVHer sight brings relief. She's the high point of my day. I have craved her presence since we arrived. She isn't aware but her presence is always soothing. Something I will take to my grave than admit it to her. She stands by the open door unsure of what to do. My nerves take a spike as her strawberry scent mix in with the earthly scent that drifts in from the open door, accompanied by the harsh wind. She attempts to smile to cover her blush. She looks sad but smiles to hide it too. I want to unravel what she hides but am afraid of what will come later, I tried that with Misha, look where it left me. Shattered and broken.I'm a Nickel, everything we touch crumbles. I'm just a shell thanks to my father? I shake my head to clear my thoughts."May I come in?" Her smooth voice travels with the wind to my ears. She is a sight to behold. Enticing. "You aren't supposed to be here." I quip in. My eyes travel her hourglass form and the robe that is standing between me and my wi
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