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Chapter 21 – Help
*Vibration of the phone* "Urggggh.. this thing is annoying" Quinn groaned and reached out her hand to find her phone on the nightstand while her head was still on the pillow. After a few tries of searching her phone blindly, she finally got hold of the device and unlocked it.
Hey, feeling better Q? I'm sorry for all the things yesterday. – Leon
Yeah, I'm fine now. It's alright. It's not really your fault either. – Quinn
After sending the reply to Leon, Quinn moved her arms to the other side of the bed and found it empty. She opened her eyes again to check the time; it's a quarter after nine. Brittany might have gone to work, she thought. Then there were sounds from the kitchen, which made Quinn's assumption invalid because only Brittany will be there to make breakfast for her before going to work. She smiled to herself and got up lazily to the kitchen. "Morning Brit" She said while walking past the woman in front of the stoves in the kitchen with her eyes half-opened. She opened the fridge to check what drinks Brittany has in store before she choked when the woman coughed out a small laugh.
"Morning Q!" I chirped while flashing the best grin which absolutely suits my current mood.
Have you ever had the feeling of your heart running at a pace that might be concluded as over speeding? No? Then you would be unable to relate to what Quinn was feeling at that moment of time when she woke up and found me cooking breakfast for her.
"Q, are you okay? Did I scare you?" I asked worriedly and I could hear her heart skipped a beat before it resumed to the abnormal pace. Quinn shook her head immediately at my question and stuttered, "Yes, I – I'm fine. Wh – why are you here?" I shot her a questioning look before returning to the breakfast that I was working on. While flipping the pancakes onto the respective plates, "I just thought you needed breakfast then it seems like you are not a morning person, huh?" I gave her a smirk as I brushed past her to place the food on the table. She closed the fridge after getting out a jug of orange juice. That reminded me of my first breakfast with Brittany and I couldn't help but smiled at the sweetest memory.
"I - I'll get the glasses" Quinn said after she placed the jug on the table and that snapped me out of my thought. "Oh by the way, Q, did I wake you up?" I asked gleefully as the sleepy image of Brittany was stuck in my head. "Er.. nope. I woke up by a text from Leon. My phone just won't stop vibrating" Quinn shrugged but I didn't notice, eyes focusing on the bottle of syrup on the table and an idea strike me. "Oh, is it? I thought it was me who woke you up because I heard you groaning or mumbling something inaudible whenever I made some noise while cooking."
The water continued to flow out from the tap as Quinn froze in front of the sink. Her hands were under cold water but her face felt like a heated oven. If her heartbeat was abnormal before I mentioned the actions that she did sub-consciously, her heart was about to run out from her chest at any moment. "Hey, Q? Need any help over there?"
Quinn shook her head vigorously before she caught her breath. "N- no. I'm done" She turned around and placed the two cups on table. Her eyes went wide when she saw my production for her. Three layered pancakes were letting out a steam of hot air and the very top one had heart shaped syrup flowing down to the remaining two at the end of the heart shape. She smiled and stood still admiring at them.
I felt a tug at the sides of my lips watching her admiring my masterpiece and ushered her to sit down and dig in before the food got cold. She reached out her hand for the jug to pour us a drink but I stopped her with my hands. The moment our hands contact, I felt a sting and she withdrew. "Let me, I'm supposed to take care of you" I said awkwardly while pouring the orange juice into our cups. "Wait, what do you mean by you're supposed to take care of me?"
I placed the jug back down on the table after both of our cups are full and she took her cup to her mouth immediately, as if her throat was burned by her own words. "Brittany asked me to take care of you today before she went to work. We are still worried about what happened to you yesterday. You may have taken everything in easily but we're still afraid you might be traumatized or something.."
"Oh, so you didn't come to cook breakfast for me without a purpose" Quinn blurted out before downing another mouthful of orange juice. "I beg your pardon?" I asked confusedly, not knowing what she meant exactly. "I – I mean, I thought we were good friends. And that you may have come to cook for your friend instead of Brittany asked you to"
"Q, don't misunderstand," Quinn jerked in her seat but I continued "I came to take care of you willingly. Not because Brittany asked me to but also I want to. Cooking breakfast for you make me happy and I'd love to do it again if you want me to" and ended the sentence with a smile to reassure her. I could hear her heartbeat slowed down and she breathe normally again.
"So do you really have this issue of controlling bloodlust like what Leon said?" Quinn questioned as we sat down on the couch with another cup of juice in our hands. I let out a sigh and placed the cup on the table and sank my head back down on the couch. "Yeah, but I'm getting better I guess"
"I don't see Leon having this trouble, why don't you ask him how he manages it." She took another sip from her cup and watched as I grumbled. "He only bothered to tell me 'it takes a lot of time to master it fully, just let yourself face it naturally'" I impersonated Leon's tone with a serious face and Quinn chuckled.
"What if I say I can help you?" My 'Leon expression' dropped and I met her eyes with mine. "I mean, I am thinking of giving you training.." I raised one of my brows to signal that I still did not get what she meant exactly and she sighed. "I'm thinking of me making artificial wounds then you stay near me to fight the impulsion of drinking from me." I jumped up immediately at her words which made her flinched. "Are you crazy? I might lose control and ended up drinking from you!" I exclaimed and reached out for my cup to take a sip and calm myself.
"If you think that's crazy, it just means that you are not willing to give yourself a chance to improve. If you are not willing to take risk, you will never win the fight." I put back my cup on the table and ran my left hand cross my forehead to brush my hair back. "Are you sure? Why are you doing this for me anyway? I could have killed you yesterday, you should be afraid.."
"Yes, I'm sure. I'm doing this because.." Her eyes searched mine and those hazel green orbs were indulged in brown ones. "You're my friend. And yes, you could have killed me yesterday but you didn't. Instead, you saved me. I want to help you, San."
I shrugged and found myself considering her offer to help.