Chapter 9
After a few days in the hospital, I got discharged.]
Nothing too serious–just malnutrition and some stomach issues.[]
Apparently, Quinn hadn’t been having a great time while I was recovering.[]
Internet detectives had doxxed her workplace and sent complaint letters directly to her company.[]
So she got fired immediately, and now she was too scared to leave her apartment.
Because whenever she went outside, people would recognize her as that psycho who gave her sister three hundred bucks to live on.[]
Crowds would chase her down to curse her out and try to beat her up.[]
So she became a total shut–in.]
Her car got vandalized too–someone threw pig’s blood all over it and spray–painted “BITCH” across the windshield.[]
Heard she nearly fainted when she saw her car destroyed, but she couldn’t afford to pass out in public.[]
Being discovered unconscious would’ve made everything worse.
Even hiding at home wasn’t safe. People kept calling to scream at her, sending her razor blades in the mail, throwing red paint at her front door.[]
Word was, after just a few days of this, Quinn was having a complete mental breakdown.[]
After hearing about her downfall, I stopped following her situation.[]
I was busy actually taking care of my body for once.]
The damage from years of neglect was pretty severe.]
So I’d been on medications and supplements, slowly nursing myself back to health.[]
The day I was heading out, my right eyelid kept twitching.[]
I was walking back to campus down a quiet side street when I heard a blood–curdling shriek behind me.[]
“Chloe! You fucking bitch! You ruined my life! I’m going to kill you!“]]
I spun around.[]
Quinn burst out from behind a tree!
Her hair was a tangled mess, eyes completely
bloodshot.
And in her hand–a kitchen knife! The blade gleamed under the streetlight![]
“Die, you cunt!”
My pupils contracted as my body instinctively tried to back away, but my feet felt rooted to the spot.
The knife tip was inches from piercing my clothes when-[]
A black shadow materialized from behind me like a ghost! Moving too fast to track![]
A dull thud followed by Quinn’s agonized scream.]
Her knife hand was caught in an iron grip and twisted backward with brutal force![]
CRACK! A bone–chilling snap–definitely her broken wrist.[
The kitchen knife clattered to the pavement and skittered away.[]
Quinn was face down on the ground, pinned by the bodyguard I’d hired, completely immobilized.[]
I’d known Quinn wouldn’t let this go, so I’d arranged for security the day I left the hospital.[]
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Called it perfectly.]]
The aftermath involved police sirens and Quinn getting dragged away in cuffs.[]
Attempted murder with a deadly weapon, especially with such massive public attention, meant serious consequences.[]
Quinn ended up sentenced to eight years in prison.[]
And finally, I could breathe again.[]
After all, mo more worrying about Quinn jumping out from some random corner to stab me.
My beautiful new life was waiting for me.[]
