CHAPTER 21:
Medal of Honor.
Quinn

I let out a shaky breath as I stared at the keyboard before me. It's been so long since I've even touched that thing.

Since Eli was the last one to touch it.

He made me a song to commemorate our friendship together, and how we would always be forever. It's been months since then, and I can even see the dust particles float around it.

It's not fair. . .

But then again, neither was what happened to me.

I was a child, and I had innocence, but he just had to go and ruin it. I was just ten, a little girl, and his sick mind decided that I didn't deserve to be protected by my own blood. I wasn't even allowed the one promise given to every child at birth.

Before I even knew, my body placed itself on the stool and my hands grazed the keyboard, surprised at how cold it was. I chuckled at the memories that it brought me, how Sam and I would play around with my moms keyboard until she bought me this one for my fourteenth. Eli and I made these remixes of out favorite songs with it, recording them on our phones, and having our own little thing.

I still can't believe he'd go so far.

Hawk stealing the medal of honor just solidified for me that I should cut off my feelings for him. He's toxic, and the only change he's expecting is from me.

"You said forever. . ." I whispered as I lazily pressed down on some random notes.

I started saying my thoughts outloud.

"I'm not responsible for your mental shit."

"Guess you didn't mean. . .what you wrote in that song about me," I sung, my throat hoarse from the crying I did the night before .

"Moon? Yeah, so?"

"You're probably with that. . .blonde girl," I shrugged off brunette, deciding it wouldn't really fit.

"She's everything I'm insecure about. . ."

I wasn't going to waste my time reminiscing on the past, so I decided to put my newfound sadness to good use.

"Mom?"

"Good thing you called now, I just finished up for today. Do you want me to grab Canes on the way home?"

"No, I mean, yes, but. . .do you still have that producer friend?"

"Yeah, sweetie. Why?"

"Can you call them? I-I want to do something."

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Short chapter, I know, but one with big impact. Obviously credit to Olivia, holy shit, I love this song. Literally never been with anyone but I sing it like I was in the messiest breakup.