Visits
[It’s been so long since I’ve tried to write anything ; 3; so lets give this a go...]
She hadn't intended to stop here, at the house where she'd spent a good chunk of her childhood. In fact Evelyn had considered changing the route of her morning run in order to flat out avoid it but that just seemed silly and petty of her. Pulling her earbuds out and letting them hang around her neck while she caught her breath the young woman, with her bubblegum pink hair in loose pigtail braids just stood for a long moment at the end of the path that led to the houses front door. She could do this. Heading up the familiar path she only hesitated for a moment before finally knocking.
The young man that opened the door was almost unrecognisable. Dark circles under his eyes were only the first thing she noted along with the gauntness to his cheeks and frankly just how damn skinny he was in general. Of course the most un-Quin-like thing about him right then was the fact he was decked out in a pair of oversized sweat pants and a tshirt. The Quin she'd grown up with would've never been seen dead in such an ensemble. "E-Evie, what are you…?" The hesitance in his voice was so unlike him too. "We should talk." Blurting it out Evie was already regretting knocking. She could feel a tightness in her chest that was uncomfortably familiar lately. "Oh… sure, okay. Come in, do you- do you want a cup of tea? Or coffee?" "Tea would be nice."
The silence was heavy while Quin made the tea and Evelyn only broke it with a soft 'thank you' when he handed her a mug. "You wanted to talk?" Again there was that hesitance in his voice and a look in those icy blue eyes of his that could've almost been fear. Evelyn wasn't used to people being scared of her but she supposed it probably wasn't her he was scared of, but rather what she was going to say. He probably thought she was going to tell him to never go near Finn again or to leave the family alone and god knew she wished she could say that but she wasn't that horrible. "Yeah." She hated how hard it was to find the words now she was there with him. Just the thought of being in the same room as Quin made her stomach churn but she fought the feeling down, she couldn't carry on like that. "You hurt us all Quin." "I know I did, I'm so, so sorry-" "No. I didn't come here for an apology… I just-" She took a long deep breath. She could still remember the fight during which Quin had very literally hurt her, he'd broken both her arms and it was something she still had nightmares about almost every night. "I don't think you and I are all that different. We both have the ability to hurt people and I can understand the temptation to give in to that urge." She felt those cool eyes watching her as she spoke but it the was the soft snort that made her arch a brow. Now that was more like Quin. "You understand? How could you possibly ever understand? You're an O'Shay, being a good person is practically built into your DNA. Where as mine… not so much." "You have met the twins right?" Despite her feelings towards Quin right then she couldn't help a small chuckle. She loved her youngest brothers dearly and deep down they were good kids but Conner and Chase were more interested in being total jerks to most people. "Seriously though, being a good person isn't genetic… do you remember that kid who used to bully Finn in high school?" "I remember you breaking his nose." "I wanted to do much more than just break his nose and I knew full well that I very easily could. I could've broken every bone in his body but I didn't because I knew that would be wrong. I mean even breaking his nose was really wrong and I felt horrible for weeks but just because I had the ability, doesn't mean I had to hurt him more, you know?" "Yeah. I get it. I'm weak. I gave in to all the temptation that comes with my powers. I know that full well Evie, you don't need to remind me of that." "No… I don't think you're weak. Or at least not as weak as you like to act like you are. I know your mom was involved and she messed with your head and I think you made a lot of mistakes but I definitely don't think you're weak. I think you knew what you where doing was wrong and that's why you let Finn stop you." It was Quin's turn to arch a brow then, standing with his back against the counter top and his arms folded over his chest. "Do go on, since you've apparently got me all figured out." "The point is, I think you're not really the big bad villain you tried to be. Not deep down. Deep down you're still Quinto, you're still the kid we grew up with. You're an O'Shay deep down too and Finn loves you. He always has." That apparently managed to shut Quin up because there was no snappy retort or even the hesitance of before. "It's my fault he was avoiding you before he left, and why he asked you not to come to our house. But I don't want to be the thing getting in the way of Finn being happy or… even if it's just to give you both closure- I won't stand in the way when he gets back from his trip. It's not up to me if you two work things out or not but I'm not going to let my feelings stand in the way of his." Tilting her head a touch she pondered for a moment before looking back up at Quin with a small smile. "And I think you should join the league. Then you can prove to us all that you're not weak at all."
