I do not own the Night World Series, If I did I would write full out spoof dates and relationship stuff to be published as well. But sadly I Dont L. J. Smith Does.
(AN: Rashel's mad at Quinn how will this end up especially as the group went to a carnival but that's not all theirs a bet. A bet between Ash and Quinn how will it end up? Will Rashel forgive Quinn? Who will win the bet and who will get the Prize? )
Normal Day in the Circle Daybreak mansion, NEVER.
(Quinn and Rashel)
"Jezebel, Give me back my Pants!" is heard loud and clear throughout the house.
"Well sounds like the Crazies have woken up," said Rashel stretching out her legs, arms stretching to above her head, yawning in the process.
"Don't Call Me Jezebel,"
"Yup" says Quinn opening his eyes after giving up on returning to sleep.
BANG
Rashel and Quinn turn to look at each other.
"Ouch! WHAT THE HELL JEZABEL"
"That's it I'm going to go running I can't stand laying here and listening to our neighbors anymore," Rashel huffed, then started to change from her over-sized shirt to jogging clothes.
"Have fun, Kitten," Says Quinn sitting up yawning.
"By the way I know you haven't been eating very well please get yourself feed for me?" She asked.
"I'm fine MOM," Replied Quinn sarcasm tainting his voice.
"OH SO IM NOT ALOUD TO CARE?" She yelled, "I'M YOUR SOULMATE! IT'S MY JOB TO CARE FOR AND LOOK AFTER YOU! SORRY FOR TRYING! OBVIOUSLY YOU DON'T FEEL THE SAME WAY OR CARE OR LOVE ME ! "
"Rashel I do love you," Quinn said Getting up from the bed to take Rashel into his arms.
"No you don't, just leave me alone," She said as he reached her and tried to comfort her she just jerked away
This pierced Quinn's heart and burned far worse than any amount of wood that could ever penetrate his chest.
"Rashel," Quinn tried again.
"I'll see you in a while," replied Rashel as She walked through the door and he thought to himself now what?