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Quin was walking to her apartment, looking across the street at the pool hall there, slipping her hands into her pockets, dragging down the waist of her jeans to show off her stomach. Feeling lonely, and vulnerable, Quin darted across the street without thought, entering the run down pool hall. This had been just the sort of place that she’d haunted in her days on the road with her brother and their band, the good old days, thought Quin.
“Can Ah help ya?” asked the man at the bar that graced the front of the building, his thick southern accent flooded Quin with memories of New Orleans and Bourbon Street.
“Yeah, got a table free?” asked Quin, pulling out some money and tossing it at him.
“Take ya pick, sweetheart,” he cooed and Quin grabbed the rack of balls he had pulled out from under the bar. “Want somethin’ ta dwank?”
A moment of thought and then Quin said, “Yeah, jack and coke.”
“Ya gawt it,” he said as she proceeded to the table the farthest from the door, finding a cue and racking the balls. He came over and put the drink on the table by the wall. “Ah’ll run ya a tab, sweetheart.”
“You do that,” muttered Quin and as he walked away, she said so that he didn’t hear, “…you sexist pig, I’ll give you a sweetheart right up the….”
Forgetting the grinning sleazeball that ran the place, Quin also ignored the drink sitting on the table, teasing and taunting her. Pulling back and slamming the cue ball into the one ball, breaking the rack, intent on taking out her life’s frustrations on the balls. Nothing was working in her favor as of late, her love life, her working life, she’d fallen in love with acting, but now that was over. She couldn’t see herself going out on auditions either, trying out for every role under the blazing sun.
Sinking a ball, Quin moved around the table, the glass now in sight, what would it hurt? One drink?
The problem with the one drink theory was that it never ended at one; it grew to three, and five. Then a bottle and two bottles a day until she was no long a functioning human being. She’d be the stumbling around drunk that she’d once been, the one who’d gotten hooked on just about every drug that was available. Then again, Quin had stopped feeling the pain. The loss of her brother’s health, the loss of someone she loved once, the loss of so many things. Then again, as a drunk she’d never messed up a good relationship as she had with Tina. At least, it had been the beginning of a good relationship, but Tina had stomped on it before letting it get to far because Quin had displayed a characteristic that Tina loathed, being a liar.
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And you don’t think THIS is real fiction?!!!! You may think of this as practice, but I enjoy every word of your story, real fiction of not. So hurry up, I want to read some more! ;)
yes, you are killing me with your slow, torturous twists… but it is such an enjoyable demise! As for your practice, it certainly does make perfect. Can’t wait for your next post. I’ve got my seatbelt tightened for the bumpy ride!!
I’ve been checking every day this week for your update after your cruel and unusual cliffhanger last week. Was worth the wait! This story is great. That frikking frakking Gab is a piece of work. Can’t wait for next chapter’s “huge turn”. Thanks for writing! :D
I can never post right after reading coz I need to rest!!!!! It’s remarkable that you have better stuff than this that you save for your other fiction.Hmmm…Matching auras for those in love or who PROCLAIM (another hmmmm)to be in love? Angie could hear Jo and Spencer? That wasn’t Angie last adventure? Where the heck are you heading? You should consider rating your chapters to prepare the readers–something like–“TT” (lots of twists and turns), “TN” (the plot is so dense and so many chatacters appear that you should take notes), “DM” (death and mayhem ensue), and “ASS” (you have to be an IDIOT to think you know where this chapter is heading).As I read, I can feel the relentless tug of destiny and I think I should start feeling sorry for these flies caught in your web.
Gabe so needed taken down… Jo ROCKS!!! I do wish she’d forgive Bette though. I guess in time? But it’s been pretty much underlined that they aren’t ever going to be together again, so that’s that. I’ll let it go and move on, like Bette. I wonder about Angelica though… what was up with that? Girl got powers? Wedding bells… for whom? Noooooo, I don’t want for Quin to go back down that road… I hope she stops at the one. I really do. Loved it as always, JM. And Spumoni’s rating system… that was classic. Thanks for the post! Next one is soon-ish, yes? Cheers
Quinn fell off the wagon, why? Pretty please let her fall be temporary, JM. more Jo ’till…(Huh)? Since its plot oriented I won’t bitch. Shane should get her cut looked at. Gotta love how Angie was oblivious to the whole kidnapping thing, & her waving to cars passing bye was too cute. My favorite line though came surprisingly from Tina when she tells Bette, “You’re always going to have me, stop being melodramatic.”
Yes my Dear this is another WOW. If you write any better,my poor old heart couldn’t stand it. Angie is so smart. Jo is my hero. Bette knows it time to start living her life again. Lets talk about Quin,that is a No No. She will find the right woman,it just wasn’t Tina. Oh,before I go to bed Gabe is so low the sewer runs over him. The sorry sucker. Thanks have a nice Sunday thanks bvh
Great update. It’s got it all…action, suspense, romance, and little of the otherworldly, too. You rock!
This is the ONLY story I read that Bette isn’t with Tina. I do hope Jo and Bette can have a happy ending.
that was great can’t wait to see what will happen next please post soon
If this isn’t real fiction, then I don’t know what is. Like Bette, I too wonder where this leaves them all. So what’s up with Angie and her supernatural talents? So who will Bette move on to?