Page 9 of Deadly Web
Quinn is going to be the ruin of me, but slaying her demons one at a time is my favorite nighttime activity.
Chapter 9 - Quinn
As I’m getting ready for school, my phone buzzes on the nightstand. Picking it up, I see a text from Charlee and slide the screen up to unlock it.
Charlee
Hey don’t worry about picking me up this morning. I’m not feeling so hot. I guess I’m coming down with something.
Immediately, I reply to her text.Great, guess now I’ll be walking the halls of hell alone.
Me
Do you need anything? I can always run to the store for you if you need something.
Charlee
Nope, all good. Just going to try and sleep it off. Love you.
Me
Love you too!
Sliding my phone into my pocket, I look around to make sure I need nothing else from my room and walk down the stairs. Grabbing my keys from the hook, I slide the key ring over my finger and reach for the front door to open it up. There’s no sign of Dad still being here, but I heard him all morning tossing shit around.
Throwing a tantrum like a child. Little does he know, mother dearest won’t be coming back. Making it to my car, I sit in the seat and strum my nails on the steering wheel. Something seems off, but I can’t quite put my finger on it. Maybe it’s Charlee being sick. Maybe it’s the fact I just killed my own mother a few hours ago?
Shrugging my shoulders, I pull away from the curb and head to school.It is what it is.Today is the day, I feel a crash out coming, and I don’t have the time or the patience for anyone's bullshit.
Pulling into the school parking lot, I sit and watch as everyone walks through the double doors and into the building. I should be walking in there too, headed into my first class, honestly. Instead, I sit here and think about how good it felt to kill my mother.
I thought she was only a monster to me because of the way Dad treated her. No, she was a monster long before I came along. Her and my father both. She acted like she gave no fucks about stabbing Savannah or watching her get raped.
That was her best friend.What in the actual fuck?I’d kill someone over Charlee, she’s more like a sister to me. It’s just disgusting to think about, because no, I couldn’t just have one shitty parent. Both of mine are pieces of shit.
The rage inside starts building and building, it feels like I’m going to explode. It's as if my vision turns red. Balling my fists up, I throw punch after punch into my steering wheel, the horn honking with each blow, knowing it’s not going to do any good. Maybe make the airbag deploy? I’m not sure, and I really don’t care.
Grabbing the handle, I push the door open with so much force that it damn near swings and closes back on me. Stepping out, I scream, yelling out into the morning sky. I shout until I’m heaving for breath. I’m not sure if I’m mad at myself or what, but what I do know is she was my fucking mom.
Someone who was supposed to love me and show me how to grow up in this world. Instead, all she had shown me was hate and gave me the idea that one day if I ever become a mom, it won’t be one like her. Don’t even get me started on my dad. I just feel like it’s all been a lie. My whole life is one big fat lie.
“Fuck it, let's go to school, bitches,” I say out loud to no one in particular.
Walking up the stairs and through the front door, I sway my hips as I walk to first period. It’s senior year, does anyone really do what they are supposed to do months before they graduate? There’s nothing left for me here, not really.
No one wants a girl who's built like I am, who's demons constantly rear their ugly heads. Especially when that’s one of the main things I get bullied for. I can’t help that I have curves. Having made it to the classroom, I push open the door, and obviously, I’m the last one to arrive.Putting all eyes on me. Way to go, Quinn.I exhale a breath and find an empty seat and sit down.
As I sit and listen to the teacher spew on about the importance of all these numbers in the real world, I huff out a breath of irritation and lean back in my chair. That’s when McKenzie leans over to me.
“Couldn’t find clothes to fit over that fat ass or what, Quinny?” She giggles. “Or maybe you were too busy shoving food into your mouth this morning to worry about everything going to your wide ass hips,” she finishes, leaning back into her chair, rolling her eyes and flipping her hair over her shoulder, like she just won some big prize.The only thing she’s about to win is a swift death.
Ignoring her for now, because there are way too many witnesses in this room, I turn back to the front. Feeling a tickle on my hand, I look down to swipe or scratch the feeling away when I see my deadly little friend crawling up my hand.How the hell did he even get here?I stare at him in confusion.
One thing I do know is he and Sadie have never come to school with me.What’s changed?Moving my arm to my lap, I try to hide him so people don’t freak out if he’s seen. Most people can’t handle seeing a spider, they would fall flat on the floor and have a heart attack.
For the rest of the class period, I listen as McKenzie whispers and jokes about my looks and weight to all her little friends.Whatever, it’s nothing new.She, along with plenty of the other girls here, have done nothing but run their mouths since I didn’t want to be a part of the cheer squad. I did try out and it turns out I’m actually good, but I didn’t want to follow in my mother's footsteps.Thank God.
So when they offered me a spot, I declined it right away. Plain and simple. They have hated me ever since, and I can’t help but laugh about it. The bell rings and everyone leaves, ready to swap classes. Not me, I stay seated, and just as McKenzie gets up to leave, I stand and push her back down in her seat, setting Kai on her shoulder.
