Looking at Mr. Ng as a father rather than a chef at the moment, the expression he was giving was something I've seen plenty of times in my life. He looked to be someone that had a momentary breather from carrying the world on his back because as messed up as this would sound, the father figure was always the one presumed to put up with some heavy shit without the need to talk to others about it.
Granted that there were always exceptions, let's just say that Mr. Ng's situation was also… an exception.
It's not everyday I could talk to a person that forgave his son's killer and if I was in the same situation, I was not 100% sure that I would be able to do the same thing that he did—even if I knew Quinn beforehand.
He had been walking on different shoes that I myself haven't been able to walk on yet though if ever the time comes that I had to be in the same situation as him, I wish I would be able to think clearly and not act rashly.
At this point, the room had never been so quiet but Mr. Ng let out a faint smile before he slapped his lap and stood up, "Alright, we've spent too much time here. I'll see what I could do to make our next meal a little special while the three of you walk to the lion's— no, lioness' den."
Kaley scratched the side of her face as she chuckled, "Actually…" then she turned to me, "Why don't you just go instead? I feel like you'd do a better job than if we three come together."
"Me?"
Tatiana added, "Yeah~ I dunno about you two but I don't do emotions that well. I'd just tell Quinn to have a good fuck or get piss-drunk and I doubt that's what she needed after hearing that. Besides, she doesn't look it but I think she'd listen to you more than anyone else."
Mr. Ng nodded, "That sounds about right actually. I've never seen her listen to anybody besides you. Just do it, kid."
I shook my head as I sighed, "Alright… I'll do what I can."
With that said, I parted ways with the group before I made my way to Quinn's garage, but to my surprise, she closed it completely—locking all the doors and rolling down the roll-ups. However, I dabbled in a little bit of burglary myself but I chose the most difficult route to get inside.
I found myself some rope and a makeshift grappling hook and the look on everyone's faces when I was jauntily making my way to the roof was fucking priceless. Kaley and Tatiana were used to my shenanigans but Anne followed after me because I took the grappling hook from their armory.
"Uh… What are you doing with that again?"
"Have you seen Mission: Not Possible?"
"Don't tell me—"
"Yeah, I wanna try it at least once in my life—"
"She's gonna kill you."
"But it's gonna be funny! It's gonna cheer her up, I'm sure of it!"
"..."
"Anne?"
"You know what? Imma grab some ice just in case…"
"Thanks!"
At that point, I had already secured the grappling hook to a pipe and easily opened the skylight window right above Quinn's domicile. The preparation stage had never been so easy because Quinn was blasting music at full volume while she was drinking every bit of alcohol from her collection.
She looked like she wanted to be alone to organize her thoughts but I know full well that doing it with alcohol involved wasn't gonna do shit. So, I securely tied the rope on myself and slowly lowered myself right above her.
'Slowly but surely…'
I was inching closer and closer above her head, and for the life of me, I just realized that I could've just easily gained access to this place if I used my lockpicking tools. However, I was already in too deep—and only a few inches away from her head—but the moment she raised her bottle of Absinthe to take a huge swig, I plucked it away from her hands.
"That's enough, young lady—"
"PUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!" Quinn spat out everything on my face.
"AH! MY EYES! IT BURNS!"
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
Quinn was screaming at the top of her lungs and for some reason, she had several backup bottles, and just from pure reflex, she smashed two fucking thick-ass bottles on my head. Just the look on her face—filled with pure terror and fright, sent her over the edge, calling over her strength from other dimensions.
Those fucking bottles could definitely survive a drop or two but they easily shattered when they came into direct contact with my head because of the amount of force she used and my primordial-grade skull taking direct impact.
I had no fucking way to dodge them and I just felt my consciousness drifting away.
'Fuck…'
-
-
-
For fuck knows how long, I was awoken with a mind-numbing headache but once I got to open my eyes, I saw Quinn above me with tears flowing down her cheeks and trying her hardest to shake or slap me awake. I definitely felt both my cheeks stinging for some reason but once she saw me open my eyes, she quickly wrapped her arms around me and gave me a hug.
A strong fucking hug.
"Ah! Ah! AH! YOU'RE GONNA SNAP ME IN HALF! STOP!"
"YOU FUCKING DUMBASS! WHY'D YOU COME FROM ABOVE?!"
"Because the doors are locked— GRCK! AHHH! STOP! STOP! MY BONES ARE CRACKING!"
At this point, Quinn had already let go of me but she didn't know what to do. She was still partially drunk while she just had the greatest scare of her life but this time, I needed to do what I came here for. The music was still going at full blast but we could perfectly hear each other.
I slowly reached out to her and wiped the tears from her eyes before I slowly leaned over and gave her the warmest hug I could give at the moment.
"W-What are you doing?"
"I'm sorry…"
"F-For what?"
"For scaring you? And—"
"I… I thought… I thought I killed you… I… It was… I was just—"
"Nah, it's all my fault."
"..."
"You did nothing wrong. Not today, not ever…"
"..."
"Quinn?"
"Did… Did they tell you? About—"
"Yeah…"
"..."
"Are you mad?"
"..."
"Sorry, I made them tell me—Kaley and Tatiana too. I just wanted to—"
"N-No… It's okay… Also… You did all of this bullshit to what? Cheer me up?"
"But is it working?"
"It's not—"
I hugged her even a little tighter, "How about now?"
"You fucking— A drink and a good fuck would've worked for me, you know?"
"That's what Tatiana said, actually."
"Hah! But yeah, this feels nice… besides the coming from the ceiling part… That was just pure dumbassery. I peed myself, did you know that?"
"Oh~ You peed yourself. Is that it? Poor you, I think I might have a concussion or two but yeah—"
"AND WHOSE FAULT WAS THAT?! HMMM?!"
"Shhh~ Calm down, calm down~ Just feel how nice this hug is—"
"I'm already bored with this hug, I want something else—"
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah, I want—"
"Two hugs?! Quinn, you're so greedy! But yeah, here ya go~"
? "Godammit! You're so fucking stupid— Oh! It is nicer, I'll give you that… Mmm… Mhm… Ah…"
"You like that?"
"Y-Yeah… But I need more… A LOT more… You have a lot of shit to make up to me… I still haven't forgiven you for that— And don't you dare fucking do it again!"
"But how about now?"
Quinn let out the most seductive smile as she placed her hand on my crotch, "That's better."
At this point, Quinn was about to push me down and assume control but I completely stopped her. Instead, I overpowered her in the softest way possible by grabbing her arms, slowly pushing her back, and pinning her down with her arms above her head. She was trying her best to fight back at first but once I kissed her neck and moved on to her lips, she gave me complete control over her.
Quinn was always outspoken or just straight up needing soap with the words that would come out of her mouth but this time, she was completely different.
"Make… Make me yours… I know that you already have Kaley but… but while we're alone here… can you just think of me?"
"I… Of course—"
"Promise me!"
"I promise."
With Quinn hearing me say that, a faint smile appeared on her face before she started to move from under me. She was moving her hips just to have my huge bulge somehow brush against her crotch but her eyes were completely fixated on me. Despite that, I continued to be on top of her as I tasted her sweet lips over and over but the area we were in wasn't that entirely comfortable.
"Can we—"
"Move to the bed?"
"Yeah—"
"But you gotta carry me— Wah— Not like this!"