By the fire

Quinn looked at Camille. She thought she told her, that her father was abusive. Quinn sighed. Quinn hugged back. "But I feel horrible for not telling him how I feel" Quinn told her friend. Quinn nodded. "I see" Quinn laughed a little bit.

Quinn decided to tell her story. "Growing up, my dad was abusive and a drunk. He would physically and mentally abuse both my mother and I. When I was 8 my mother finally plucked up the courage and left him and took me with her. We haven't seen him since, because of him physically and mentally abusing me I can't tell the one person who I completely fell for, how I feel" Quinn confessed to her friend.

"Have you told Tobias this?" Camille asked her friend softly.

Quinn nodded. "I confessed when he asked me to tell him a little bit about my family and stuff" Quinn said. She still remembered the look on his face when she told him.

"Then he'll understand," Camille told her. "He knows why you don't want to tell him, he'll understand."

She yawned and rubbed her eyes, looking at her watch. "It's getting late, I think I'm gonna head up to the dorms. You coming?"

Quinn nodded her head. "Yeah, you're right, he will understand. Thanks Camille" Quinn hugged her friend. Quinn looked at the time and nodded. "Yeah I'm tired" Quinn stood up and waited for Camille to do the same.

Camille stood up, and headed up the stairs, flopping down on her bed. She groaned, "Oh, my lovely bed. Night Quinn!"

Quinn laughed and followed in suit. Quinn laid down on her comfy bed and put the covers on her. "Night Camille" Quinn said.