No Strings

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I slowly walk to my car, watching the people chatter amongst themselves. The freshmen all bundled up in there books, realizing what they have gotten themselves into. There is so much noise, but at the same time, it is too quiet. Its all the commotion making it feel noisy, but the whispers I hear when I walk by are quite. My arm hits another, but I don't bother to look up, I just keep walking, feels like I am forever walking. I hear my name being called but I just keep walking. My eyes are glued to the door that I am about to walk through. I feel a hand slip through my arm and turn me around.

"Quinn! Wait up!" I look into the green eyes that burn a hole into me, guilt builds up inside my stomach after seeing the voice that was calling my name. Faith.

"I'm sorry." I shake my head. Faith shakes her head as well, and her long red curls bounce alive. I watch her hips move from side to side, she has such a nice hourglass figure. She has on a black crop top showing off her tiny waist, and a pair of stone-washed jean high waist shorts. I look down her long legs and land on her feet. The shoes she wore look unbearably painful, four-inch grey heals, with a closed toe. I look up into her eyes, then down to her mouth. Slowly, my senses come back, and I realize she has been talking.

"Hello?" She holds onto the O for a little longer.

"Yeah, hey" I gave a little nod, then push the door open to the outside. I feel my hair being blown through the wind as the breeze hits the back of my neck. My eyes travel across the parking lot looking for my car, once it is spotted I walk. I close my eyes as I walk, breathing in deep, and smelling the clean thick air. My car is only a few feet away and Faith is trailing behind me. She most likely is going to come over, and I guessed right. She ran to the passenger side of the car. I get in on my side and fiddle with my keys trying to find the right one. Finally, after what feels like forever the car is running, I press on the gas, and we headed towards my house.

Nobody in my family is ever home, my mom died when I was seven. She died giving birth to my sister, that is why me and her aren't close. Because even though I know it wasn't her fault, deep down I still blame her. Anytime I look into her eyes I almost cry because I think of what I lost because of her. My sister is always with my dad anyways on business trips so I dont deal with them very often. Also I have a big brother, Alec, but he is a dumbass. All he does is sleep around so I have nothing really to do with him. But that is enough about my family.

We walked into the house and went straight to my room. Faith kept going on about her boyfriend, the one she cheats on, about him kissing another girl. She is so... I don't even know what word to use. She and her boyfriend, in my opinion, should either just break it off or stop cheating. They both are miserable, I can see it. But they say they can't live without each other. I guess love is just weird that way. It comes in all different forms.

I open my doors as I listen to Faith ramble. And I see my pink bedazzled room, even though I don't like pink all that much. Its the cute color that I have to have. And of corse I have pictures all over my wall because I'm always the one in the picture and never the one taking it. And also I have the biggest room in the house because I'm here more than anyone else, so my room looks empty but there is a lot of stuff in it. 

"Can I see if Erin wants to come join us?" Faith asks, pulling me out of my thinking.

"Sure." she pulled out her phone and texted Erin.

"So what happened to that guy? Like you never talk about what happened. I mean y'all dated for like a month and nobody knew till last week and then all of a sudden you break up with him."

"I don't want to talk about it."

"You need to talk about it. Even he doesn't know what he did."