Quinn's POV

I slammed my room door hard as I got in. My whole body shook from the anger I was feeling.

I paced while I tried to convince myself he wasn't worth getting mad. The more I tried the angrier I got.

Who the fuck does he think he is?!

Pain crept up my arm paralyzing me for a moment. In my anger, I had shoved his chair on the floor completely forgetting my hand was in a bad state.

"Fuck." I winced through the pain.

It was nothing compared to my anger. To the thick lump at the back of my throat. It was nothing compared to my...