An attempt at writing tragedy. Beta reader: Gmp1000
Tags and Trigger warnings: Tragedy, Drama, Prostitution, Suicide, Suicide Attempt, Quinn, Valor, Vayne, Syndra, Lux. Rated M for adult themes.
"Please, don't turn me down, I really need this job." Quinn pins her worried amber stare against the hard scarlet glare of the other woman's sunglasses. The unemployed brunette's tense hands frantically encompassing the delicate pale digits of the adult actress attempting to change the black-haired woman's mind to no avail. But Vayne… merely shakes her head as she unceremoniously jerks her hand away from the grasp of the distressed young brunette.
"I am sorry." The fair-skinned actress smoothly mutters with unmistakable finality coloring her tone and Quinn's shoulders suddenly seem to weight twice as much causing her body to slump/ slouch forward.
With saddened and downcast eyes and a pair of feet that feel as if they are made of lead, the hunched brunette walks out of the cafe under Vayne's attentive gaze. The emotionless expression worn on the pale beauty's face remains in place for less than a second before Shauna's visage adopts a hint of pity and stark hopelessness.
Ahri takes a sip out of her tea and savors the taste of the fragrant liquid before the vixen's cunning orbs shift from the steaming porcelain tableware back to her coworker.
"You liked that one." The Ionian seductress calmly states in a flat tone of voice as she examines the strained visage of Shauna Vayne. "But you shouldn't have chased her away like that, God knows who else the poor girl is going to coerce into hiring her in order to pay back the loan sharks the huge amount of money that she owes them."
The pale movie actress grimaces and yet she avoids the cutting gaze of her part lupine friend.
"So you are telling me that we should be taking advantage of this girl in her time of need instead of letting others force her into something more tactless and hardcore?"
Ahri silently nods even though Vayne isn't currently looking at her way. The fox Vastayan's frown mirroring that of the Demacian actress.
"We have contracts, decent paychecks, and standards, while LeBlanc's place and Urgot's disgusting movie firm certainly does not. The poor girl will be better off working with us where we can keep an eye out for her, than being daily brutalized for pocket change in a sunless sex dungeon."
Vayne flinches at the last mention of her past even though Ahri is already muttering a hasty apology, one of the Ionian vixen's palms tenderly squeezing the firm rigid line of Shauna's clenched, chalk-like knuckles.
"It is alright, Shauna. You are still a good person." Ahri whispers with a forlorn expression marring her striking facial features. "You did the moral thing and sincerely attempted to save Quinn from the adult movie industry. But we both know that while that was admirable this isn't the right choice if you truly care for what is going to happen to her unless you bring her back here on time."
The tormented black-haired actress remains silent for a few seconds contemplating the seductress' words before Vayne slowly gets up from her seat and makes her way towards the cafe's exit.
"Shauna" Ahri tries to smile encouragingly when the pale Demacian turns her head to acknowledge her with a blank hollow expression. "We aren't Emilia. We are going to treat Quinn like an actual human being, you know that."
Vayne merely nods, the pale actress' silhouette tense and her face emotionless as Shauna steps outside, concerned red eyes already scanning the bustling streets of Valoran City for any sign of the desperate brunette woman.
But drawing this doesn't have enough drama!
…Fine. The reason Quinn was determined to sell her body for money was because her parents died when she was young leaving her alone in the world with the sole exception of Valor. Val, the little blue eagle was the last present Quinn ever received from her parents before they got into that terrible accident that claimed their lives when she was 8 years old. Quinn still has the scars from the car crash on her back and is secretly really self-conscious of how ugly they might look. Without any living relatives in the world Quinn stayed in an orphanage where people mocked her for her scars causing her to become a quiet introvert that only conversed with her pet eagle. Every night Quinn would wrap her tiny arms around Valor's cage and pretend that the cold metal was in reality her lost mother that would hug her back in return at any second.
The introverted toddler stayed at the orphanage for a few years before she took Valor and run away to escape the teasing of the other children that called her bird-brained and scarry-pants. Quinn survived on the streets doing odd jobs and searching in dumpsters for leftovers. But then! When conveniently enough Quinn had just reached adulthood Valor developed a heart condition! At a complete loss of what to do and scared of losing both her only existing connection with her deceased parents and her beloved childhood friend Quinn decided to star in adult films to get the money she needs for Valor's heart medication.
But wait there is more! Valor realizing that he is anchoring down Quinn and being a burden to her, decides to commit suicide by jumping off a building. Thankfully enough Valor survives the suicide attempt, but lands on his left wing breaking every bone in it ensuring that he will never fly again. To make matters worse the building Valor crash-landed upon was Syndra's penthouse and so the shady Ionian politician demands compensation from Quinn, ordering the broke brunette woman to sleep with allied political parties and other election candidates or be arrested for vandalism and sent to jail while Valor dies alone in some shady pet shop.
A twisted sex rectangle forms between Syndra, Shauna, Quinn and Luxanna Crownguard, Syndra's biggest political rival in the upcoming elections that Syndra is trying to set up by tasking the poor orphan with seducing the blonde Demacian candidate. And yet while Syndra is whoring around Quinn and threatens to hurt Valor if the brunette refuses to keep serving her the Ionian politician starts falling for the tormented orphan. Syndra secretly uses her wealth to bring the famous doctor Shen into Valoran City and have him operate on Valor in order to fix the wing of the depressed eagle. But it turns out that Val was allergic to the medicine that was used for his anesthesia and so he dies due to an overlooked medical mistake. Syndra is terrified, knowing that Quinn will rightfully assume that she had intentionally killed Valor as she had threatened to do so because seducing Luxanna took longer than was expected.
Meanwhile Lux is treating Quinn like an actual human being and the orphan experiences kindness for the first time in her life. It isn't like when Shauna is being gentle with her and kisses her more than it is necessary during their mutual scenes or when Syndra doesn't mock her for being dirt-poor. Lux is like a radiant sun that washes away Quinn's pain, a person that the abused brunette can depend on even if the orphan knows that Lux will likely shun her if she ever learns about her being a spy for Syndra's party. While slowly becoming more and more self-conscious after realizing that her relationship with Lux is build on a lie, Quinn starts distancing herself from Lux in order to protect the blonde politician's image and career.
Later that day Quinn returns back to Syndra and throws herself at the other woman's feet, begging her to let her and Valor go all the while sobbing at the shaken politician that she is prepared to star in the most disturbing and hardcore of adult movies in order to find the money to repay the penthouse damages.
Unable to keep watching Quinn demeaning herself Synra reveals that Valor has died that day and as she had predicted the orphan reacts with shock and sheer horror looking at Syndra as if she is some kind of a heartless monster. The white-haired politician attempts to explain herself to the loudly crying brunette, she tries to squeeze Quinn's hand and beg for forgiveness, honestly apologize. And yet Quinn moves away, step after step the shaken brunette orphan moves closer to the fire-escape. And it is only when Syndra begs for the younger woman to stop for a second and listen to her that Quinn flees whilst sobbing her shattered heart out.
The white-haired politician follows Quinn downstairs, but a terrifying sound coming from outside suddenly makes the Sovereign's heart plunge within her chest. An abrupt and violent screech of car brakes and the screaming of tires. Syndra stumbles outside of the luxurious apartment building in slow motion as if drunk. She sees the burnt tire marks on the asphalt, the splatters of red on the road's dark-great canvas. Lastly Syndra lays eyes upon Quinn's unmoving body splayed underneath the wheels of an immobilized truck. The Political Sovereign falls to her kneels, dull and unseeing eyes thoughtlessly observing the yelling reporters and the grim-faced paramedics that rush on the scene after a while to inevitably confirm the brunette's death.
Unable to cope with the terrible result of her horrendous actions and the fact that she had pushed her crush into ending her life, Syndra suffers a mental breakdown. Bitter tears raining down the maroon-colored asphalt mixing with the blood of the unfortunate dead woman.
Yeah, I can't write tragedies.