Author's note: Eh. Sad Chapter. Please read and review…

"What do you mean?"

"Craig I don't know what I mean"

"I'm always here for you and you know that, right?"

"Of course"

Quinn pulled her bra off of Craig's floor and put it on. She didn't care if he was watching; he had seen her enough times anyway

She pulled up her underwear, and pulled over Craig's shirt. She walked around his dresser and seen something that caught her eye. It was weed.

She held up the bag and directed towards him. "What's this?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing. It was just so amazing last time we, you know, smoked some together. I got it yesterday. I was sad, and depressed. Jimmy and I…"

"Jimmy?"

"Well, my life is in ruins anyway, so why not"

Craig, still in his boxer went up and stood next to her. "Yeah, why not"

"Joey and Angie aren't home are they?"

"No, and I have a window right over there. He'll never know"

He went and down on the bed and she plopped on his lap. "So, roll it"

"I will" he playfully pushed her over and got on top of her again. He started kissing her again, until they were heavily making out.

"Why'd you buy it Craig?"

"I missed you"

"Please. Let's just escape. And, pot. Great escape."

"Are we stoners?"

"I don't think so"

Quinn seen Joey pulling up

"Oh shit, Craig, I have to go"

"Why?"

"Look who's pulling up"

"Damn him"

She pulled on her shorts and grabbed her sweatshirt. Craig nodded for her to keep the shirt. She climbed down the fencing on the side of his house.

Quinn decided to take a long walk. She thought hard about her life. She came to the conclusion, that it was no longer worth it. Her boyfriend was becoming a stoner, and only wanting her for sex. Her family didn't love her, and she had forgotten about her friends, and they had forgotten about her. She walked towards the beach in Toronto. There was a 200 foot high bridge that sounded quite nicely to her. This would be it, and this would be the end. She was going to go through with it, because nothing mattered anymore. She was a nothing, who was pregnant for the second time. This was her second chance, and she had ruined it.

The sky was starting to turn gray. It was like an out of body experience. The depression, the drugs, the everything. Nothing mattered, and she wouldn't be missed.

Children frolicking were passing by. Old aged couples were walking towards the beach. Families of all sorts were enjoying the day. The bridge appeared and she gulped.

"Go through with it"

Her conscience was nothing. Her mind had gone blank. She was a use less rag doll.

Quinn started having flashbacks of her life. The bridge was coming closer and closer…

"Charlie, no!"

"You're pregnant"

"Mom, Dad, I have something to tell you…"

"How could you let someone do that to you?"

"I told you, you're a slut. A good for nothing slut who deserves to die"

"But I missed you"

"I missed you too"

"I love you and we'll stay together, forever"

"Everything will be alright, just don't cry"

"It's a girl"

"I named her Rylee. Rylee Marie"

"But mom? Can I keep her?"

"Please sign the consent forms here"

"It's for the best of the family. Your education and life are at stake"

"There is a 90 chance that there won't be any complications. We'll make sure you stay safe"

"You stupid bitch"

"That's Craig Manning. He's a monster. He's out to destroy lives…"

"You look like a grade 11"

"Welcome to Degrassi Ms. Jacobson"

"I love you Craig"

"What do you mean you had an abortion?"

"I'll miss you so much. I'll call you everyday, I promise. Don't cry, everything will be alright"

"Are you okay Quinn, like emotionally?"

Quinn climbed onto the bridge. The wood was rocky, and it was starting to rain. She turned backwards, pull her arms out to the side, and hoped that when she opened her eyes, she would be in heaven…