Quinn
As I end the phone call, I let my gaze trail outside the car window, feeling a little bit silly for accepting Ian’s offer for a ride. I mean, he’s my friend now, even though it does feel weird having more than one friend. It’s also weird being chauffeured around in those nice expensive cars when my usual get go was the public transportation and stuff like that not so long ago. Mark said he’d get me a car but I am not sure I want it. I mean, I need to get a grip on my life and start taking smart decisions, including look after myself and not rely on others for s*hit. I know getting gifts is not a bad thing but I have to find a way to work it out for myself. On my own. Not that my boys won’t be there to have my back but I need stability. I can’t let people down again by doing stupid s
