Chapter 7

Quinn

The sunlight coming from the window woke me up. I sit up and look around. I was on the floor. My whole body was sore from sleeping on the floor. My mind went to Jack but I shook my head to stop myself from thinking about him but I couldn't help it. How dare he do that to me, he was my friend or at least I thought he was. That was not Jack yesterday, he was another person entirely. Relationships are not forced, he acted like a total deranged person. Is Jack going through some mental problems I didn't know about? Because that behaviour yesterday was totally out of it and I never want to speak to him again. I am better off all alone.

I stood up from the floor, my back was hurting real bad. I went to my room and removed my clothes. I went to my bathroom and stood in front of the mirror, my hair was scattered, my face has dried tears on it with black eye bags. There was also a hand print on my face from where Jack slapped me. I still can believe he can get that violent, he was always so happy and cheery, what it all a pretence to woo me to love him? Has he been pretending for who he is not since when I knew him? A tear fell from my eyes. I quickly clean it off.

"It's okay Quinn, you just have to forget about any asshole named Jack. You are going to be fine and you are better off by yourself, you don't need any body to function" I said to myself, out loud. I went inside my bathroom and took my bath. After bathing my face looked a little better but the eyebags and hand print was still prominent.

"I just have to cover it up. Nothing a little make up can't handle" I said to myself. I went to my wardrobe and took out my underwear,with a red mini gown and brown sanders. After wearing my clothes, I did a little make up to hide the eye bags and hand print. Then I went to my bakery.

Dave

After dropping off the bakery lady I went home. After we left her bakery that day Liam couldn't stop talking about her, he talks about her all day and how he wants to see her. Her cookies are so delicious, Liam and I couldn't stop eating the cookies until it finished. He has really been disturbing me, he really wants to see the bakery lady, I don't know why he got so attached to her in a day. I mean the lady is lovely, I am not the type to hold a conversation since when Samantha left me but I started a conversation without being forced. I was really surprised with my self yesterday, but it is a nice change. Liam has also been having his little temper tantrums, he refuses to eat, he doesn't allow me bath him or carry him. He has been so quiet and that is so unlike him. Liam is always a happy going child so I left work early so I can surprise him. I got to the front of my mini mansion and packed. I don't want him to know that I am around. He will know if he hears my car sound. I opened the gate and entered inside. The gate is like 2 minutes walk from my front door.

So I take my time walking. The house was very quiet, only Liam and Esther his nanny that would be at home. I don't really like too many people in my house, I value my privacy a lot. I got to the front door and quietly opened the door. I removed my shoes and walk quietly up stairs to Liam room but before I got there I heard Liam's cry. Panicking I ran upstairs like my ass is on fire and what I saw shocked me to the bone.