Bicycle Girl

Quinn Mason is not a normal girl... Yet she wishes she was. The world can be a cruel and twisted place for a teenager, but is Quinn who she thinks she is when she talks too Tate.

This book includes alot of twists in... things are not what they seem..


4. Four - Smells Like Tate Spirit

Tate's P.O.V


"GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME" She screams, I cover her mouth. 


"Shh you're gonna draw attention..." 


"You murdered people Tate, Kids, like us!" She runs her hands through her hair, "I need too go... I need too go.." She fast walks too her bike and get on it, but I notice her chains come off....


"Stop Quinn..." I grab her arm to stop her and then get on my knees too put the chain back on, She gets back off her bike. 


"Where are you?" She whimpers softly. 


"The right side of your bike..." She walks too the right side and holds out her hands obviously too figure out were I am, but I just grab her, pulling her into a tight hug, letting her cry into my shoulder... 


"Let's get you home, Your dads at work right?" 


Quinn's P.O.V


I nod and stand up, my stomach starts turning... I've never felt like this before been with Tate... I feel weird.. I feel like I'm losing it. What is this. Why am I feeling something? Love? I was never able to really feel love before... I mean  I loved my mum before she passed but not like I love Tate.. I wouldn't call it 'love' yet... It's a strong feeling oh god what if he knows what I'm thinking....  It's the darkness, it has me... 


Tate walks next too me as I cycle. I feel safe. After about 10 minutes of silence we reach my house and I unlock the door. Thank god my dads not home. We walk up too my small room and I lock the door. I sit on my bed, and cover my face.


"Quinn... somethings changed in you, pardon me, your distant, cold, I don't know what I've done... but I'll leave you alone from now on, if that's what you want... is that what you want? I would never let anybody or anything hurt you.. I've never felt that way about anyone before.." I can hear him breathing heavily.


"Come here..." I hear his footsteps come over and the bed lower down. I feel his arms around me and we lie down.


"I'm tired..." He says quietly.


"Me too.. I've been thinking... and I discovered you make me happy..."


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