Chapter 10: The Secret Life of Quinn

"Um, excuse me. You guys, my, um, well… My wife would like to speak with you." Michael stared at Mr. Pensky with a sympathetic face. Quinn's dad had never really been much of a talker, but this was worse than ever. With a shrug of his shoulders, Michael got up, the others following suit, and walked down the hall to Mrs. Pensky's room. She had been moved down to the regular floor a week ago. The doctors said that she was getting better at a slow pace, and that it was best to put her in an easier environment to help her mental stability.

"Hello," Mrs. Pensky said; her voice barely above a whisper. She struggled to release a quaint little smile, but it immediately turned into a grimace; a reaction to the pain.

"Hi, Mrs. Pensky," Zoey said, her eyes red and puffy from crying earlier.

"I need to talk to you all. Come and sit down." The group of friends sat down and gathered round Mrs. Pensky's bed. "Not you, Logan."

"What?" Logan asked, confused. He and Chase shared a quick, confused gaze before Mrs. Pensky spoke again.

"I have a special place for you to be. Go grab your stuff. You're going with…with Mr. Pensky," Mrs. Pensky said, struggling to talk, and trying to hide her pain.

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About an hour later Logan stood in front of one of his favorite places in the world; Quinn's house. The light blue of the house warmed his heart. And the little patches of yellow and green that adorned different, random spots made his breath catch. He slowly walked up the stone steps leading up to the house.

"Head up to her room," Mr. Pensky said before closing the front door and heading into the kitchen. Logan nodded his head and walked up the steps. Once he reached the light blue door with the words Quinn written in pink across it, Logan stopped and took a deep breath.

"1…2….3!" He burst through the door, and stopped as he was hit with a million memories. He looked at the pictures that decorated one side of the wall. They were mostly of their friends throughout the years at PCA. He smiled at the one of Quinn and him at the prom, right after they confessed their love for each other. He walked around in the room, and sat down on the bed; leaning back and taking in the room. Then he saw it. He reached up behind her Einstein picture frame, and found a little book that he had never noticed before. Opening it, Logan smiled and released a little laugh.

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"Quinn was always a rather interesting child. She loved anything and everything, but her favorite thing to do was dance. She told us all that she was going to go pro, but when she got in front of a crowd other than family, she was positively terrible. People always watched her though. They couldn't help it; she's such a captivating person.

Then her sister got sick. It was one of the scariest things to ever happen to her. Rilieh never meant to hurt anyone, but she couldn't help it. You see, Rilieh was in a violent stage of depression. It was just a natural thing tat she inherited from her great-grandmother. But she started to get worse when Quinn turned nine. Then a year later, we got a phone call. Rilieh had gotten into an accident. It was really bad. They rushed her to the hospital, but it was too late. They lost her within seconds of her arrival. They told us that it might affect Quinn in strange ways because the two were so close. They were right. Quinn started to get extremely interested in science. She was always good at it, but she started to become obsessive with it. She was determined to find a cure for depression. We told her the main thing that she could do was to give as much happiness as possible, but she never accepted that answer. She soon let that idea go, but she never stopped hoping to get a chance for her big discovery.

She changed that year. She started to become less social. And more, well, strange. But we loved her no matter what. She loved everyone. And she was so sweet. She still is."

"She'll be okay," Lola said, tears falling down her face.

"I know, sweetie. I know."

"Look, I just wanted you guys to remember that she needs you. When she loses people, she becomes a depressed and obsessed version of herself."

"We need her," James said, speaking for what seemed like the first time in a while.

"Just stay strong. And never stop fighting for her okay?" Mrs. Pensky said, as she closed her eyes. Taking the hint, the teens got up and walked out of the room.

"Mrs. Pesnky?" Logan asked, coming back into the room holding the book.

"I thought I answered all of your questions, Logan," Mrs. Pensky said without opening her eyes.

"You did. But you need to know something."

"And what exactly is that?" Mrs. Pensky asked, curious.

"That Quinn needs you as much as you need her. So that means that you can't stop fighting either; you have to stay strong, and alive, for Quinn."

"I will. Thank you." Logan smiled and walked out of the room, leaving Mrs. Pensky alone. She opened her eyes and sighed. She looked up at Mr. Pensky who had just entered the room.

"I love you," she said, catching him off guard.

"I love you too," he smiled. He and his wife had been at odds lately. He leaned in and gently kissed her. "Now what are we going to do with that boy?"

"Let him marry her. He's her world. And she his."

So this one is pretty short, I know. I needed to be able to explain some things that are going to happen in the future, so I took the time to do it now. I also needed a bridge to the big thing that happens in the next chapter. I know that most of you will probably freak out because isn't actually present in this chapter, she's only spoken about. But don't worry, she'll be in the next one; but I'm not promising that it's going to be happy, at all. I know this one took me a while to get out, but I have been extremely busy!!!!! But thanks so much for every review, alert, and favorite to my story or myself! You guys rock!!!!!! Chapter 11 will either be out on the 27-29, or the second of April.