09-14-2013, 03:20 PM
"He's lying, he thinks your an ugly crack wh*re too." Quinton said between breaths.
Heather certainly was looking rougher with each passing day. She was looking rather frail, her hair greasy and in a messy ponytail, and her makeup smudged and looking like it was probably just left on the night before. She ignored Quinton and said, "Thank you, Alex. I'll see you around, I just wanted to tell you that I was working on it. Anything else you want to say before I go?"
"I have something else to say. You're a f*cking idiot trusting him."
Once they were inside, Ella asked to hear all the details of what happened.