April 9, 2012
Downie/Pais - Round 21
Camilla floated down the staircase. "Isabella, leave the room."
"But, Mom," Isabella kept playing.
"Immediately," Camilla barked as the doorbell announced visitors.
Isabella hung her head and slowly trudged up the stairs, trying to hang back so that she could find out what was going on.
Quinn grinned, unaware of her private thoughts. "You look good."
Camilla nodded. It was pointless to deny that she was not still in her prime. "You would not be here if Quinten had not asked about you relentlessly."
Jenny snorted in disdain.
Camilla fixed her with a quietening look. "You will wait here."
Jenny crossed her arms. "I don't think so. I'm coming with!" she argued.
Camilla's red eyes flashed with anger. "You will wait here or you will leave my home." Pointing at Quinn, she said, "You will come with me." Jenny quietly sunk into the chair by the door with her hands in her lap, ready to wait.
Under her breath, she warned Quinn, "Hurt him & I will make sure you suffer painfully."
Quinn swallowed nervously as the young man approached him.
Quinn looked at the young man. He was about Quincy's age. He absently wondered if the boys might know each other. "No," he answered honestly. "She never told me..."
"Then you must have broke her heart," Quinten accused. "Did you love her at all?!"
Quinn hedged, wondering how much he should reveal. "I'm afraid I was more in love with myself."
Quentin scoffed. "Some role-model you are!"
"I should go," Quinn said. "Maybe after you've had time.."
"No! I don't ever want to see you again!"
Quinn hung his head, ashamed by the way he'd lived his life. Ashamed that his own son would want nothing to do with him. Saying nothing more, he walked back out to the Great Hall & ran into Camilla.
"He... umm... he doesn't want anything to do with me," Quinn said sadly. Really, he should be thankful. Acknowledging the boy would mean that his entire life would be turned upside down!
Camilla scoffed, "What did you expect?" Quinn saw where his son got it from.
"If he changes his mind, please have him call me," he heard himself say. "I'd like to get to know him."
Camilla tersely nodded and then headed in her son's direction, dismissing Quinn.
Camilla crossed her arms. "I did not tell you to be lectured, Quentin. I told you because you wanted to know your Father. That was him, flaws and all. Regardless of all else, he is your Father."
Sabrina rolled her eyes. "I don't need you to show me the ropes. But, it's always good to have a friend higher on the ladder than you are, if you catch my drift."
"You're hoping to climb the ladder?" Gary asked, hinting.
Sabrina lowered her lashes. "I wouldn't be opposed to the idea..."
Gary rubbed his hands together, smiling.
"Will you kiss me?" she asked, startling him.
Edwin jumped back. "Whoa? What?!" he asked, incredulously.
"I just want to know why everyone gets so upset about kissing!"
"No way! You're just a kid!" Edwin protested, looking around for someone to talk some sense into this girl.
"I am not a kid!" she stomped her foot and turned on her heel, heading for the piano.
She would just need to think of a way to prove how grown up she was....