Dallas sat there all night and drank, laughed , talked. I haven't felt this good in a while, i guess i might actually miss the kid after i kill him. By the time i look at my phone it is three in the morning. We talked until three in the morning, damn. I quickly checked on the patients and grabbed the list of extra supplies needed due to the extra people. I went upstairs to see the door was closed. I knocked and I heard shuffling and shushing. Scarlet opened the door adjusting her clothes and brushed past me. She reeked of his cologne. I went inside to see him getting comfortable in his chair.
"Supplies needed."
"Wow I never heard you speak so drily, tell me what you did all night."
"I drank with Dallas while you caught herpes."
"I didnt fuck her if thats what you are wondering."
"You can get it many ways my dear joker."
"I didn't kiss her either."
"Good for you, here are the supplies needed, have a nice life."
"Come on Quinn who couldnt resist her."
"I can."
"Thats because your gay."
"Oh wow you really think i don't find women beautiful because i rather a dick than a pussy. Screw you, i still find women attractive but not sexually, unlike men who i do find sexually attractive."
I turned away from him and was about to walk out the door when I heard him say somethin. I turned around and his face was cold and filled with Jealousy.
"Who is he?"
"He? What is this hey you speak of?"
"Who have your eyes wandered to?"
"No one, unlike you."
"Quinn tell me who he is."
"No one, you haven't let me out into the world on my own. You flirt with that prostitute yet if i say something slightly sexual or sexually involved you go off the rails. You know this is why I could talk for hours over drinks and feel calm with..... I can never feel at peace with you can i."
"With who??!!"
"Not important."
Joker got up from his desk, walked over to me and pinned me to a wall. He placed his hand on my throat and pushed. I felt panic rise in me.
"Don't make me find out who or it won't be pretty."
"It doesn't matter."
He kneed me in the gut and I fell to the ground. He flew out of the office and down stairs, I could hear his heavy footsteps. I was still on the ground with my forehead down and my arms wrapped around my gut. When i finally managed to get up, Joker was back with tipsy Dallas.
"Quinn I owe you an apology, it seems you were right to not liking this little twerp. Tell me Dallas you really thought you could take Quinn from me? Tell me what did you think was going to happen tonight?"
"I am not scared of you Joker, I don't need to be drunk to tell you what I was going to do. I was going to get tipsy enough to stay sober enough to take advantage of drunk Quinnie over here. Erase those tattoos and replace them with my own. I may be young but it doesn't mean i need a big brother, or a boss."
Joker took out his gun and placed it under Dallas's jaw. I wanted him to pull the trigger, I was right to want him dead, I thought I was the sick one wanting to kill a kid but he is no kid he knew what he was doing, he was the same as Joker but just a few years later, now that i think of it he was familiar. He was at the first rehab center but not as the delivery boy always delivering flowers with no name to the front desk. We used to call him the little flower boy, he has been there before Joker, years before Joker. That's why he was so sloppy, he was desperate.
Especially when I told him about another tattoo, that's why he kissed the first one, to cover it even if it was momentarily. What is so special about me. Well there is only room for two sick bastards in this world, Joker the sickest, me for still loving him and entertaining his ways and the third who lurks in the darkness to spy on his prey. I guess he was just a pawn, poor Dallas was just a pawn. I see it now.
He made me want to kill a kid, and I wanted to do it. Even when we opened up to each other, I still wanted to kill him. I wanted to pull the trigger, watch his body fall to the ground, watch the lights go out in his eyes, I wanted to watch it all. I was sick too .
"Any last words Dallas?"
"Yes, Quinn you will never get away."
Joker pulled the trigger and Dallas went with a smile on his face, it was how he wanted to go, knowing he broke me. Joker called in his men to get rid of his body, Dallas was a runaway anyways so no one would notice if he wasn't there. Sorry kid, I really am. Joker came closer to me and one again pinned me to the wall.
"Why not go for the nuts this time, not like i need them, but i do need my ribs i assure you."
"I'm not going to hurt you, unless you give me a reason to."
"Oh am I supposed to bend over like your little bitch."
"I'm liking where this is going."
"Fuck you."
I shoved him and walked out of the room. Do i not even matter to him, all thats in his head is sex. I went back downstairs and began packing away the cups and the bottles, fuck i began thinking about the kid, i actually had a good time, i dont think i’ll get that back, kid im sorry. As I closed the closet I heard a knock at my door. When I looked back there was someone unfamiliar.
"Excuse me, do you know where Demetri is? I am new and the guys upstairs were assholes."
There was a tall man in the doorway, I couldn't see him due to the bad lighting. He came closer and smiled, teh had short blonde hair and kind green eyes. He didn't have any scars, tattoos, piercings, nada. He looked like a fucking newborn to me, he didnt smell of ciggaretts or cigars, he litterally smelled like baby powder.
"Hun you're in the wrong place i suggest you go back to nurturing cute little birdies at petco because you don't belong here. But if you must know he is on the top floor. Do all the way down the red hall, not the green one it's the first door on the right. That's where you will find the asshole. Just warning you he just killed someone in there."
"Um ok i'm Peter by the way."
He came closer and extended his hand. Aw fuck it i cant do this to the guy.
"Hun im sorry but you are too sweet of a lollipop to be in this game , run while you can before you get sour like all the new ones, well sour or dead. Call me Quinn."
"Nice to meet you Quinn. Don't let my appearance fool you. I know how to kill 25 ways with a pen."
"Nice, I can kill you right now with only one strike to the jugular, so if you're a twisted motherfucker you have been warned."
"I can't believe you said that with a smile."
"Yeah this business does shit to you, believe it or not i was once blond too, no tattoos or piercing but Joker fucked up my life and let him now there's no going back.I don't know what you have done in your life but if you can turn back now."
"Joker?"
"Who you call boss, he is my boyfriend and at the sametime not so much, just an ass that dragged me back, knocked me out and tattooed me."
"Jesus."
"Yeah so like I said turn back while you can."
Just then my phone went wrong when I saw it was the devil himself.
*Phone call
What?
A rookie was supposed to meet me, I'm guessing he is with you to bring him.
Yes asshole Mr.Asshole sir!
Quinn cut the crap before you get up here or it will be you ass
Yeah yeah
*End of call
"Come on sexy we are going upstairs I am to deliver you."
"Ok sure, wait what did you all me?"
"Doesn't matter, let go big guy."
I led the big lug up to the lions den, when both their eyes met the atmosphere got cold as fuck.
"Joker: So Peter, you finally accepted my offer."
"Peter: Yeah, nowhere else to turn."
"Joker: Damn straight. Quinn will give you a tour of the place and Peter keep your mitts off him."
"Peter: Why is that?"
"Joker:He belongs to me and not long ago right where you are standing I shot the bastard who tried."
"Quinn: Well actually he kissed me on the neck...., after I came out of the hot shower."
"Joker:Retreat."
"Quinn: Lets go Peter."
"Joker: We are talking about this later Quinn."
"Quinn: Sure we will."
Peter and i walked all over the building until he could tell me how to get everywhere, the do's and the don'ts. It was time for rme to deal with my patients and he had to go to orientation.
"Bye now, i can't believe my little baby is leaving the nest, they grow up so fast, go on little birdy go fly before i start crying,but if i see you down here because you got shot i am going to give you the lecture of a lifetime."
"You sound like a mother bird."
"Thsi is your oing coming in here looking like a fucking newborn smelling of baby powder. What do you expect me to do? If you werent fucking big foots cousin i would hug you until you couldnt breath, but onsidering my weekly beat down i dont think jumping would be worth it."
"Ok then, see ya."
"I better not see you as a patient."
"I will try not to."
There he went right out of my door. I hope I don't have to see his baby smelling face. My patients began groaning, fuk i didnt eve get any sleep. I began getting their medicine set up, went upstairs to get their food and all that crap. I swear I need some serious help down here or I'm going to burn out. When my break finally came I literally just went right to sleep in a chair. As i was about to lose my eyes there he was Viper right in my fucking door way.
"He faggot come here i need you to do something for me."
I am so done with this shit, i haven't slept in nearly two days, i haven't eaten, i got beaten, i had to watch a kid get killed who was a psycho like the one i sleep next to. Today has been a real kick in the ass and I genuinely think I could stab him right now.
"Hello fag you listening? I need my boy Jhonny over there to be ready to go in half an hour, I'm done with a few guys and I need him ASAP, so get off your lazy ass and get a fixing."
THAT'S IT, I picked up a scalpel, walked right up to him and pressed the blade to the crotch of his jeans.
"Listen here you split tongued mother fucker, i have had the worst 24 hours and i am not in the mood to play nice.Your boy Johnny over there ain't going nowhere, he is barely surviving just laying there much less a job. You are a boss figure it the fuck out. Speaking of bosses, you don't order me around, not because you're straight, not because you are a boss, and certainly not because you are a threat to me. Now i suggest you listen this, this part especially, the next time you think you can just waltz down here, call me a faggot and start ordering me around remember i have your boys lives in my hands, a little too much morphine or air in their Saline bags can kill them. At this point I will kill one just to make an example. Because of you i havnt slept in what feels like days, i havnt ate or even took a breather so do me a favor and shut the ever loving fuck up."
"Who the fuck do you think you are faggot."
"Im the faggot with a knife to your little rat nuts and micro penis who will not hesitate to cut them off shove the tiny sacks down your throat and make you swallow. I can do all of that without making you bleed out i will sow you back up nutless you understand me. You will be pissing out of a tube for the rest of your life so before you say anything else just think for a second."
"Ok chill fine i'll do without Johnny, ok so put the knife down."
"Good, now scram i need sleep or i will choke the next person who comes down here"
He ran back upstairs and I went back to my chair. I got about six hours of sleep before I heard someone clear their throat. I got up to find Joker with a big smile on his face.
"You told Viper you would cut off his nuts and feed them to him?"
"Yes I am exhausted, and I need help down here it can't just be me."
"Yeah, yeah I will help you cool your tits."
"What do you want?"
"Can i talk to my boyfriend?"
"Without hitting me no, no you cannot."
"Come on Quinn we were both exhausted and tired you know i didn't mean it."
"Bullshit."
"Whatever, on to what i wanted to talk about. What happened between you and Dallas?"
"Not this shit again."
"Tell me."
"Fine. The night you told him to keep me company he was being cheeky. I came out of the shower changed and when i went into the bedroom he was sitting on the bed.I asked him to leave me the fuck alone but he had conditions."
"Such as?"
"He wanted to see my tattoo on my neck, I showed it to him and oddly he kissed me right on it."
"That motherfucker."
"Yeah whatever he is dead now."
"If you had a choice would you prefer him over me?"
"Hell yeah."
"You fucker."
"What did you expect me to say, yeah he was a littke shit but at least he acted like a person an dnot liek a fucking prison guard. Sure he was twisted but at least he had the decency not to kick the shit out of me when he got mad. If he was probably a little older hell yeah i would have picked him."
"Again, you fucker. HE was a stalker, he stalked you for years."
"And you were a fucker who literally forced me to perform surgery on you, at least i know that Dallas wouldn't hurt me, well except for the tattoos of course but still not the way you do. A collector wouldn't scratch his trinkets."
"Yeah this was a mistake talking because now im pissed."
"Yeha yeah, hit me anywhere but the torso and the face."
"You really thin thats what i want right now?"
"Yeah, thats what you have been doing for the past ew days."
"I just want things back to the way they were before you ruined everything by running away."
"It was your insane jealousy that scared me causing m eto run and I can see nothing has changed."
"That's All you had to say, I will try to be less jealous."
"Ok good. I give it a week."
"That's Not very supportive."
"You're right it's realistic."
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