Wingless Angel

Chapter 2

The Offer

Quinn shook the thought out of her mind. "How much do you need?" Quinn finished washing her face and the woman tried to look like she needed the bathroom sink even though all she did was wash her hands. "I need a donor" As much as Quinn tried to ignore her, she couldn't.

"So?"

"Your blood type is the same as my client's blood type" She said still not looking into Quinn's eyes.

"You're looking for blood? Go to the blood bank or something. . don't go to me" Quinn said irritated.

"Not blood" She scoffed. "I am looking for internal organs" Quinn looked at the woman still not understanding. What the hell?

"I still don't get why you're asking me? Go get your client to the donor's list or something" The woman laughed and looked at Quinn.

"In this city there way too much stupid people. . they commit suicide because they don't have any money in the bank. They just don't know they actually can sell their internal organs. Do you know how much money you get? More than you can count with your little fingers" She continued. Quinn noticed now she doesn't even bother acting like she weren't following her into the bathroom.

"Well it's clear isn't it?" Quinn said.

"What is?"

"Why don't you go and find a stupid person who wants to sell their organs to you?"

"I don't pick a random stupid person" Somehow the woman sounded offended. Quinn looked at the sink not wanting to look like she was even contemplating the offer. . even when she is. "Well. . if you change your mind or something. . you can find me around the hospital" She put her shades on and walked out of the bathroom, leaving Quinn deep in contemplation. How much money will she get from selling her internal organ? Will it cover Frannie's bills? Or is it more? Stop! Quinn thought as she looked at her reflection in the mirror. She looked tired. .there are eye bags under her eyes. No . .this is not exhaustion. This is desperation. In a way it was exhaustion. Quinn was exhausted of her life. . of where her life was going. Nowhere.

Leroy Berry came from a wealthy family; he inherited enough money to get him by without working for maybe ten lifetimes, wealthy lifetimes. He thought everything would be just fine when he married Hiram, or when they signed their domestic partnership papers at that time. He thought when they were expecting their daughter that their life. . the three of them will be just fine. They had spoiled Rachel with anything she wanted . . only to get a phone call from her ballet teacher that Rachel collapsed and was taken to the hospital. Right now all Leroy could think about was what will happen when Rachel's time is up? When Rachel's heart gets too weak?

"When Dad passed away you did this too. .afterwards you said your knee was so red it hurts" Rachel said when she noticed her daddy's hand unconsciously tapped his knee. Rachel took Leroy's hand in hers and smiled. She knew why her father is so nervous and jittery. The result from that day's check-up was nowhere good. She was not getting better from the therapy or the medication. The doctor had warned them about this but somehow her daddy was still having a hard time taking everything in. A new heart is definitely the only way Rachel would get better but she can't see herself getting a new heart anytime soon.

Everything was still crowded in Quinn's head. The offer. . her sister she never really cared about. .her father. .her mother. Money. It was at that exact moment Quinn saw an unlocked car. She looked around and saw even the key was still in the ignition.

"They said Frannie's foot is infected, If they don't do something. . she could lose her leg" Her father's voice filled Quinn's head and she didn't even think twice when she opened the car and started the car. She slowly guided the car out of its parking lot before she heard a police siren. Shit.

Quinn didn't know what she was doing when she stepped on the gas instead of just leaving the car be. She stepped on the gas towards the highway and sped away. Quinn was panicking when she slammed the car to the fence and the airbag burst on her face. Juvie for sure. . shit. Fuck. The police car stopped in front of the car she tried to steal and the officer didn't spare her any word or anything when he pulled her out of the car, slammed her to the dashboard and cuffed her.

"Kids" He muttered as he closed the car door after he pushed Quinn in.

"What the hell were you thinking?" Russell shouted. "YOU ARE LUCKY! FUCKING LUCKY THAT THE MAN WHOSE CAR YOU STOLE ASKED THE POLICE TO LET YOU GO!" he slammed the door. "You know what the money I used to bail you was for?" Quinn didn't even want to think about it. Frannie's surgery. Again. . she ruined everything.

"Quinn. . is your father in?" The owner of the house they were renting asked when Quinn walked out of the house. "Do you know when you're supposed to pay?"

"I need to go to the hospital" Quinn said not wanting to look to the man's eyes.

"I didn't ask you where you were going. . where is your father? Pay your rent" The man's voice slowly builds up. "Hey!" Quinn continued walking ignoring the man. It was his father he was looking for. . not her anyway.

"So you need money for your sister?" Brittany phrased it quietly. They decided to meet at the library since no one really cares what happens in the library. "What about school?" Brittany asked worried that Quinn would never go back to school. . never achiever her dreams.

"Forget about school" Quinn closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Right not Frannie is top priority"

"I didn't know you were this close to her before"

"She's still my sister" Quinn sighed and she took a step closer towards Brittany. "Britt. . please" Brittany took her wallet out and grabbed everything in it.

"I don't know how much there is but I want you to know . . don't worry about it. If you need anything just call me. . okay?" Brittany said as Quinn put the money in the pocket of her jeans.

"Thank you . . so much Britt" Brittany hugged Quinn tightly and smiled.

Then Quinn turned around and walked towards the hospital as quick as she could. Quinn slowly slides the money she got from Brittany to the receptionist. "I'll get the rest later" Quinn said. The receptionist was still playing with her phone but she looked at the small amount of money on the table. Beside them Quinn saw someone giving the receptionist a thick bundle of money easily. She knew the money was not enough and there is no way the hospital will operate on Frannie.

Quinn left the lobby and wandered mindlessly through the hospital hallways, unconsciously Quinn walked to the roof. The cool breeze hit her face as soon as she pushed the door open. She didn't stop walking until she was standing at the edge of the roof. She looked down at the people walking underneath her. They all look so small. But do they feel small? Do they know there are people feeling like they're being walked on just when they look down at them? Quinn let the breeze cool her head down and she closed her eyes. . for a moment not thinking about anything. Not caring about what people think.

"What are you doing here?" Quinn almost fell down surprised but she managed to keep her footing on the edge. "Be careful!" The girl said and Quinn looked at her and looked down now believing how close it was for her.

The girl didn't say anything but she just stared at the sky. . just like what Quinn had been doing. Quinn approached the girl, somewhat annoyed that she was always around.

"if you're afraid of height. . why are you here?"

"I'm not" The girl said and Quinn tried to remember what her name was. Rachel. .

"Really?"

"Well. . if you fell and I am the only one who saw it. . I'll be the witness and what if there's lunatic who says that I am the one who pushed you?"

"You really do talk a lot, don't you?" Rachel ignored Quinn's words and put her shades on. "What are you doing here?" Quinn's tone wasn't cold or fraternizing like before, not like it affected Rachel at all. When Quinn didn't get the answer she was expecting she smiled. "You're not answering?" When she continued ignoring her Quinn knew what to do. "Rachel. .right?"

"How do you know?"

"Last time we met, your dad called you. Remember?"

"You remembered?"

"I did" Quinn looked at the buildings decorating the blue sky. "Most unfortunate thing: the brain can't filter what it have to remember and what it have to forget" Rachel took her shades off. . the girl isn't uneducated. She's smart. Rachel could see it from her eyes.

"So . . back to my original question. What are you doing here?"

"Well" Quinn smiled. "That one I forgot"

"You're not thinking about jumping right?"

"Is there any person in this world who forgets that they're going to jump?" Rachel laughed at Quinn's words and she felt something tug at her heart. Rachel's laugh was somehow soothing.

"Who knows? Maybe you're desperate enough to jump?"

Quinn turned around so Rachel's wouldn't see her face. "Desperate. . not enough to kill myself" Quinn mumbled. Rachel wasn't expecting that answer. She thought all the angry façade was just that. . a façade. Who knew she was really desperate? When Quinn saw the woman she met at the bathroom walking into the hospital she knew just what to do. She turned around and smiled at Rachel. "See you around?" Rachel nodded and Quinn walked towards the stairs. Is it possible that giving away her life was the only answer? Frannie cannot die. . she haven't lived yet. She is so young and so eager to live. . she can't lose her leg. .she can't die.

Author's Note: An update to the story that didn't get any responses :) Tell me about the story . . do you like it? Or you hate it? Or you don't care about it. . . .

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