[size10 [b He] is not the kind of man you'd want your daughter to marry. A troubled soul with a penchant for danger and part of an underground fight club conducted by the mafia is plenty dangerous.
[b She] is the daughter of a cop from the good part of town, from the part of town he has never felt welcomed in.
[b Their] worlds are complete different, hers affluent, clean, and safe - his grimy, tough, and dangerous. Yet, after the girl and some friends sneak off to a club for a little fun, the two beings bump into each other.
[b He] invites her to the fight that night and it's obvious the two share some attraction with another. Sounds cute right, very starcrossed? Save for the fact her father is working on a case, a case that he's involved in and if committed could put him a way for a long time
[b Together] they attempt to fuse their two worlds, a love growing between them - but can they have their forever after with the life he lives?
-so, yeah it's a pretty loose plot. we can brainstorm on anything we want to add
-unlimited amount of characters can be introduced - but lets try to keep it limited, dont want to have too many names floating about
osting is at least once a day for the love of god please be active, the whole reason i came here was to be back into writing so i would ask that you are able to post at least twice a week.
-mature theme; cursing, sexual content [described and time skipped] and often gore/violence
-doesnt matter how much you write, just give me [i something] to work with and please dont write more than you have to, i get [s bored] easily. I'm at this point where I refuse to try to carry the story with each post. i need you to add [i something], dont just use details from my own post - this is [u both] of our world, so get creative !
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Joshua wasn’t sure what to do with all that time. A week — week in prison without his girlfriend or even his dog. Shitty food and even shittier people. Not to mention the cops weren’t too friendly with him even if he [I technically] was on their side. To them he was just a scumbag who managed to find a loophole in the justice system. Joshua tried to stay occupied though, it’d only been three hours since seeing Quinn and he was losing his mind. He worried about her. Eventually Francisco or one of his goons would come searching for him and maybe even Quinn thinking that they would be together. He had to trust drag her father would be able to take care of them and Charlie was accustomed to Quinn. So much so that if she detected the slightest bit of danger she would let her know.
He was still in a lot of pain from his rib though and of course the cops weren’t concerned and Joshua wasn’t one to wind. In a time of stress he did what he always did: train. He had no equipment and no one to fight. No one to fight but himself.
[b [center _]]
It felt like eternity but it had only been two days. He was sleeping when he was dragged off the stuff cot, in the dark. He as shook violently, his mind trying to understand what was going on.
“Where is she?!” The words were yelled doubtlessly until he came to film consciousness and saw that it was Quinn’s father. He was furious and yet his eyes were red from tears and shone bright with sadness and desperation he could see under the dim lighting of the cell
“What?” He grumbled as he was thrown to the floor.
“Quinn! Where is my daughter? Where have they taken her?” Joshua was confused, the man ready to hit him as though he were to blame for his daughter’s disappearance. If all registered then. Quinn had been taken and it was likely by his gang under Francisco’s owners. Joshua was devastated the thought of her being in harm making him more alert. He came to a stand then.
“I – I don’t know.” He managed to stammer out. He has been locked up and since then not even a phone call from Francisco. Someone must have tipped him off, more than likely a cop. He had no cell mates after all. “How long has she been gone?” If it was longer than three days she would be dead. Unless they were using her as collateral. “I need a phone.” He said then.
The kiss was deep and intense and acted as another goodbye. She hated this but she knew that it would be worth it in the end. She looked to him with so much love before her father led her out of the office and took her to a more comfortable room, wanting her to be able to sit on a sofa and relax rather than sit in a stuffy office. She wasn't far along in her pregnancy at all but that didn't stop her father worrying about her comfort.
[I "If at any point you feel sick the bathroom is right there. Help yourself to anything in the vending machine. Use my badge and swipe it on the wireless bit on the front and it won't cost you a dime."] He looked to her for a moment, hands on both of her arms and sighed heavily. [I "God, I love you Quinn, that's why I freaked out yesterday. I'm always going to feel like way when it comes to any man but why...why did you have to fall in love with him?"]
[B "It wasn't a choice Dad, it just...happened. Please, you have to accept that."]
[I "Suppose I will have to try but he could go away for a long time Quinn. He can't be there for you."]
[B "Listen to what he has to say. Please."] He kissed her cheek and nodded and disappeared then for what felt like days. She distracted herself by reading magazines until fatigue took over and she fell asleep on the sofa. Apparently growing a human was tiring, even in the early stages of pregnancy.
She was awakened several hours later by her father who knelt beside her and tucked some hair behind her ear. [b "Is it over?"] She asked as she started to sit up.
[I "Almost. We have to detain him until the trial is over to stop the rest of the gang convincing him to change his story or not testify."] Although it hurt, she had been expecting this.
[b "We need to pick up Charlie, his dog. We have to look after her. Will you take me?"] He agreed of course, not wanting her to go to that part of town alone.
Joshua wanted the kiss with Quinn to last longer, his hand reaching up to gently cup her face as he deepened the kiss. He was disappointed when she pulled away, a pout befalling his lips. His brows furrowed; it was the first time he had ever felt scared. Joshua sighed out then, “I love you too.” He told her. He had to remind himself that Quinn and him would see each other again. This was going to work out. He came to a stand then, Quinn being escorted out by her father. He soon returned then, motioning for him to follow to an interrogation room. It was dimply it, only by a light above the table with an exposed bulb. He stared across at the mirror, a two way one no doubt. Her father motioned for him to take a seat.
The chair of course was uncomfortable, but what did he expect? Joshua cleared his throat then, his hands gripped tight together on top of the table. There was a recording device on the table along with a notepad and pen. The tools needed to record a confession. Did he think that he would be confessing to the murder? Despite being set up by whom he could only suspect to be Francisco. A man with much power to make hell of his life and even for Quinn. He was terrified for his life, but he wasn’t the selfish young womanizer he had been when Quinn met him. He was going to be a father his life didn’t just revolve around him anymore. Her father definitely looked more intimidating in this setting, different from the man he squared up with in Quinn’s classroom. He at least was willing to hear what Joshua had to say and that was saying a lot. His first question, though had nothing to do with the case.
“That night of the raid – Quinn was there wasn’t she?” Joshua raised a brow then before slowly nodding.
“I had her take my car and head to my place while there was so much commotion going on.” He admitted. Her father’s face softened for a moment then, as though he were appreciative of getting his daughter out of that position. “Look, I know I’m not the best guy, but Quinn has really changed me and I’m doing this for her. I don’t want her to be alone and I don’t want my child to be raised without a father. I want a deal,” he said to him. Her father raised a brow at him, surprised at how bold Joshua was to ask what with the charges he was facing. He placed his hand up and left the room then. It felt like an eternity before he came back. Joshua’s arms crossed over his chest then.
Her father had spoken with the DA and managed to work out a deal. He had to tell everything in regard to the murder as well as the other illicit activities that Francisco and the gang were a part in. In exchange for his testimony, he would be placed on four years of probation, the first six months being placed on house arrest. It took some time for Joshua to agree, trying to not think about what Francisco could do to him if he found out he snitched. All he had to do was think of Quinn though for some sense of courage.
“Let’s begin,” he simply said then before pressing the record button. Joshua relented at first, but finally took a deep breath and began to tell the tale of what happened. He admitted he helped dispose of the body and he admitted the gun they had found was his. It was hard to get through the crimes he was involved in – witness tampering and money laundering. Not to mention dealing drugs, though Joshua had refrained from that world when he began fighting. He also noted the things Francisco was a part of, how he had very high up people in his pocket.
Writing everything down came next. Once everything was done, Joshua sat back and surprisingly felt relief. “Alright Joshua. Thank you for your cooperation. As promised we do have a deal. You decide not to testify you’re looking at a lot of fed time. And I don’t want that for my daughter.” Joshua was quick to nod.
“So what I just get out of here now right?” He asked. Her father sighed out then and shook his head.
“Not exactly.” Joshua raised a brow then. “You see, we have to keep you sequestered so as not to be dissuaded from your fellow members or Francisco. You’re going to have to remain in jail until the trial which is scheduled for next week. Joshua’s mouth dropped, he was shocked and already thinking about Quinn. Being away from her that night was terrible, the week without her was worse and now another week in jail? Away from his girlfriend. He couldn’t go against this though. He had already agreed and confessed; he could go to federal prison. Joshua was conflicted. Following the instruction of the officer, he came to a stand where he was handcuffed and led to be booked. He didn’t even get a chance to say goodbye.
“Just tell Quinn I love her,” he asked of her father as he was walking to find his daughter.
Quinn kept hold of his hand the entire time he spoke and glanced between Joshua and her father as Joshua made the purpose of their visit clear. That seemed to get his attention then and she could tell that his father realised how much of a big deal this was. He was part of a gang and could give him invaluable information but he also had to know that he was putting himself in danger by doing that. The man's respect for Joshua increased slightly then, realising that he was doing this so he could step up and be a father to his child.
He had let go of her hand momentarily but took it once more when her father questioned why he was doing this. She smiled a little and then looked to her father, nodding slightly as she did.
[b "Okay Dad...but...please, listen to him. Know that I love him."] Her father stood and nodded before making his way to the door and held it open.
[i "Follow me. Quinn, I will see that someone comes to make you comfortable. Anything you need let them know okay? I know I didn't react well yesterday but if you are set on having this child I want to make sure you are okay."]
[b "I'm fine Dad."] She glanced towards Joshua and leaned over to kiss him. [b "It will be over soon and then we can figure out what to do next okay? Just know I love you."]
Joshua could tell that her father was still upset and he knew that it didn’t take just one night to get over finding out your daughter was dating a gang member. All he could do was make sure that he kept tight of Quinn’s hand to show that he was absolutely in love with her and had no intention of giving up on her. He followed then with Quinn to her father’s office, glad they hadn’t been led to an interrogation room as he was still trying to get over his nerves. Still it was cold and the sound of the door closing made him jump a little as it reminded him of the sound of the metal door on a cell closing. Joshua released his hold on Quinn’s hands to rest in his lap as he tried to work up the words. Her father had no patience and was asking why they were there.
He had no interest in a conversation relating to their relationship or even the pregnancy. Joshua brushed his hand through his hair then and cleared his throat. The chair was uncomfortable, the sound of the clock was making him mad and the way her father stared at him made him shudder. Joshua bit down on his bottom lip. He was ready to get out of there. But he looked over at Quinn then and knew that he needed to man up and do this.
“I wanted to talk about the murder,” he said then and the look on Quinn’s father’s face was priceless.
“You want to confess?” He asked then, leaning forward and obviously interested in the conversation now. Joshua shifted some and leaned forward, his head down and his arms drooping over his knees. “Look me in the eye son.” There was a somewhat calm tone then. His ears were burning and he looked up.
“I want to confess to my part in it and with hopes . . . help you solve this case.” He said then.
“And why would you do that?” He asked, obviously suspicious. Joshua looked at Quinn then, his eyes trailing to her stomach. He took her hand in his again.
“Because I made a promise and I plan to keep it.” Her father looked at their hands then and he was now the one to shift in his seat uncomfortably.
“I think it’s best we move rooms. Quinn, this might take a while.”
Quinn wouldn't accept a goodbye from him. She was completely and utterly dedicated to the fact that this would work and they would be together. Surely her father had to accept that she was pregnant with this man's child and that she [i loved] him? That had to count for something right? She looked up at him and shook her head, the threat of tears at the corner of her eyes. [b "You're not going anywhere Joshua. I love you too damn much."] She closed her eyes for a brief moment, feeling his hand against her cheek. They both had to be brave now and they mustered all the bravery they could to walk into that station, her hand gripping his tightly.
Once they had asked for him, it didn't take long for her father to appear, the other cops obviously knowing that this was his daughter. [i "Have you come to your senses?"] He asked as he glanced at their hands, shaking his head slightly. [i "If you are here to waste my time about trying to get me to accept this..."]
[b "Dad, can we go somewhere private? This is not about that."] He sighed but nodded, leading them to his office rather than an interrogation room although she knew that was where Joshua would end up. When they were inside she looked to Joshua. She didn't want to speak on his behalf.
[i "Well...What is it?"]
Joshua looked down at her then, closing his eyes as their lips finally parted and their foreheads rested against one another. He didn’t want to put negative energy into the atmosphere, believing that maybe with hope and some faith that things could go the way they wanted it to go. The truth was though that the unnerving feeling came with the possibility that things could go terribly wrong. It was almost like he was saying goodbye. He tried not to show any sign of weakness, didn’t want to scare Quinn at all. If she saw how much more hesitant he was, he feared she would really make him back down and that’s not something Joshua wanted to do. He could’ve left Quinn if he was coward enough, but Joshua was not going to do that. “I mean it’s sort of a goodbye,” he said to her then in a soft voice. “But I mean not like forever,” he said to her with a small chuckle of clearly filled with nervous energy. “Just know that I love you.” Joshua sighed then as he pulled away, his hand reaching up to caress her cheek then. “Come on let’s get inside.”
Joshua took her hand tighter then and began up the concrete steps toward the door of the jail. Going in now seemed to be worse than when he was dragged in that night of the raid and certainly didn’t feel like that night he walked out when Quinn bailed him out. They entered then, some people paying him no mind and some cops immediately noticing his appearance and raising a brow as to why he was there. He sighed out then, walking toward the counter and swallowed thickly before asking for Quinn’s father. He squeezed Quinn’s hand extra hard then. He was starting to think of just turning back around and not going through with this.
Quinn would probably never stop feeling guilty for what she was asking him to do but at this point she had to accept thay he had a choice and this was the path he had chosen. He wanted to do right by her and their child and she admired that, especially since he could have so easily walked away from her and left her to bring up the child alone. He loved her though and she loved him just as much. She glanced towards him as he spoke in response, his hand firstly finding her thigh and then her hand which he gripped tightly. His smile only made her feel even more guilty. Even though they both knew this was the right thing, neither could shake the feeling that this could change everything too.
[b "We'll get through this."] She repeated as if to prove they were on the same page. Once they were at the station she climbed out of the car and before they made it inside, Joshua pulled her in for a kiss. She moaned softly and when it was over she rested her forehead on his. [b "Why did that feel like you are saying goodbye?"
It was silent in the car during that moment of him trying to collect himself, before eventually he started the car. He had the radio volume on low, not really in the mood to listen to anything. It was Quinn’s remorseful soft voice that broke through the silent fog. She wanted to go back on her demand in which Joshua was to turn himself over. A part of him wanted to accept that she was going back on her decision. He wanted to just say fuck it, pack up what they could and all his cash and just go somewhere. Hell anywhere. He wanted them to start over and build the family they deserved. Joshua knew though that was even more unstable then the life he lived now. They couldn’t raise a family on the run and that was just going to get him into more trouble than he already was in. He sighed out and brushed his hand through his hair, gripping the steering wheel tight.
“I have to be responsible Quinn. If I am going to be a father then I have to be the best I can be and I’m not going to be a good dad if I’m locked up.” It was right that he was going against someone he had been loyal to for all his life, but this wasn’t just about him anymore. This was about Quinn and their unborn child. He reached his hand over to grip her thigh gently, before finding her hand and holding it in his hand. He gripped it tightly. “This is beyond me babe. I am doing this for us – us three.” He gave her a small smile, hoping it would install some sense of confidence inside of her.
“We’ll get through this and everything will work out.” He was mostly trying to convince himself, but he had to stay strong for her.
They were eventually at the police station, Joshua parking in front. He was glad to know he had given Quinn spare keys just in case. He got out of the car then, adjusting his jeans so they didn’t hang as low, cracking his knuckles out of a nervous habit. He walked over to her and extended his hand. It was a big thing for him to be turning himself in and even more so with the daughter of a cop. Joshua kissed Quinn then, a desperate kiss and yet still gentle with love.
Maybe she was wrong. Maybe Quinn should never have asked Joshua to do this, yet she wanted to find some way for them to move on together and if he went down for murder...and for a cop, she would likely never see him again and the thought of that broke her heart entirely. She couldn't give up on the idea of them having a family together and she certainly wouldn't let anything break them apart if she could help it. If Joshua cooperated with the police, helped them bring Francisco and some of the other players in then they could strike a deal. The law did it all the time so they could do the same for him.
Quinn would have found another way if she thought there was one but she really couldn't imagine there being any other way to put an end to this. She just hoped that she wasn't pushing Joshua into something he didn't want to do. She heard the pain in his voice and she wanted to reach out to him but guilt stopped her. [b "I will if I need to but I really don't think it will come to that."] She sighed and finished up her breakfast, although she didn't exactly have much of an appetite by the end of it.
[B "Joshua, you don't have to do this. If I'm asking too much you say the word. I know...I know he meant a lot to you and helped you out of a lot...I just...Joshua, I don't think I can do this without you."
Joshua wished things were different too and certainly didn’t want Quinn to feel like she was at all at fault. This was his mistake and he couldn’t run from it. He couldn’t believe that this was his life now. He thought back to the first time he met Quinn at the nightclub. He had no intentions of starting a relationship with her, his attraction purely physical and yet that night when they had sex he felt entirely different about her. He couldn’t get her off his mind and he sincerely developed feelings for her. Asking her to be his girlfriend, saying I love you – these were not common actions for him. This love was different though now that she was carrying his child. Joshua knew that necklace around her neck meant something and if luckily in the future when they were all settled, this mess would be behind them and there would be a ring on Quinn’s finger.
“Hey I can roll with the punches,” He jested with a smirk toward her. Joshua was incredibly nervous though, he hoped that this would all go well. He didn’t want her father to have some bias against him because of his relationship with Quinn. Though, he trusted Quinn and if she felt like her father could help them out of this mess then he would believe her. “I guess it is best you go back to your father. Don’t want you unprotected at my place. Can you take Charlie – just in case?” Joshua’s hand gripped the fork tight and he couldn’t meet Quinn’s eyes. For some reason he had the feeling to cry, this was all becoming too much for him and yet he was trying to show strength for Quinn. His life had been perfect, everything was going fine – and it wasn’t like Quinn disrupted his world or anything, but she had shown him that happiness wasn’t just about money and certainly trust was more than who would catch a case for you.
They’d finished breakfast then, Joshua full but still feeling more uneasy. So much so, he was definitely willing to down two glasses of champagne before paying the bill.
“Alright, let’s do this.” He headed to the car then, incredibly nervous, and it took some time for him to gather himself before starting the car and heading toward the station.
Quinn hoped that he understood her choice to stay at her father's house for the time being but she also figured that his apartment would get too small for them very quickly. It was a beautiful space but there certainly wasn't any space for them to raise and baby and while she didn't want to come across too judgemental, she didn't exactly like the idea of raising a child in that part of town, knowing there was a chance for their son or daughter to get caught up in a gabd themselves. That's not what she wanted for their child. She wanted to give him or her the best life possible. However, she was relieved that they both seemed to be on the same page about moving on.
Quinn smiled as he kissed the back of her hand. [b "Forever."] She repeated but withdrew her hand when food arrived so that the waitress could put their plates down. She thanked her before she walked off and Quinn didn't hesitate to start eating. [b "I think that would be for the best. The sooner we get this over with, the sooner we can move on."] She watched his face carefully and sighed a little. [b "I know...I know I am asking a lot of you! I'm sorry. I wish things were different, I wish there was another way..."]
Joshua hated that Quinn felt unsafe at his place, but he could understand why she felt that way considering what he was going through. Eventually, it would be even more dangerous for both of them to be there if he planned on ratting out the gang. A plan that he couldn’t go back on as he had made a promise to Quinn and he wasn’t going to go back on it. He looked down at their hands, both gripped tight and gave her a smile as he squeezed it.
“I love you too,” he said with every bit of the words being true. It did pain him some to know that Quinn wouldn’t be sleeping with him permanently, but he knew this was all temporary. He cared more about her safety than he did of his own. It worried him then the idea of turning himself in. What if he was booked that day? Days in jail and being without Quinn was a devastating thought. Even worse if he was sent to jail, he wanted to make sure that no one would come after Quinn because of what he planned to do. As he had told Quinn, Francisco was not the man to mess with. He had people on the inside in every field and it would be very easy to make someone disappear without any effort whatsoever.
This was also about the safety of his future son or daughter. He had to remind himself that Quinn’s father was a cop and surely could protect his daughter, but then again there are dirty cops in the precinct Joshua is sure and it was possible Quinn’s father could let something slip or even the information given inside could lead to harm for her father and for Quinn. “Well when all this is settled, we’ll build a life elsewhere. You and me, forever.” Joshua brought her hand to his lips and kissed the back of her hand then. The waitress soon returned with their dishes and Joshua realized then just how hungry he was.
“Did you want to see your father after this?” He asked as he began to butter his toast.
Quinn smiled and chuckled a little. [b "Possibly a pregnancy glow. It is strange to me to think about how much is changing and will change throughout this pregnancy. I found out yesterday and I already feel so protective."] She said as she placed her hand gently over her stomach, smiling to herself before she looked up at Joshua before they made their way out to the car. They were heading out of this part of town which she was barely surprising since he was about to rat out a man who had controlled so much of his adult life. Neither of them wanted to focus on that too much yet though.
[b "Me either. I don't think I will ever come to terms with it to be honest. I love that you are so happy about this though."] Quinn looked up and kept her hand in his, quite happy with how things had turned out and where things were going. Soon enough their were arriving and Joshua's chosen choice of restaurant for breakfast and true to form he had chosen an expensive restaurant. Maybe it was because it was what he was used to or perhaps it was because he knew he wouldn't get money so easily from this moment on. They moved inside and were shown to a table and then she looked up at his question.
[b "I'm going to go back to my father's house. I...I want to move in with you. I want us to have out own place but I don't think it should be there. I...would be worried about...you know..."] The gang wouldn't take so kindly to them talking to the police. She gave her order to the waitress and then put her attention back on Joshua and took his hand. [B "I love you."]
Joshua kissed Quinn on the cheek, taking her hand as they exited the apartment. “You look good, I mean you always do, but especially today. Pregnancy glow?” He teased. He opened her car door, making sure to look around as he knew that there was someone who was making notes of his moves and now that he was considered a prime suspect he knew he had to be careful. One slip up would give them enough reason to bring him in and Joshua doubted it would be easy to get out of that situation. Besides, he had every intention to turn himself in, but he was going in on his own terms. He didn’t want to be dragged in on a trumped of charge and with his broken rib, he was definitely not in the mood to be roughed up either.
He got into the car then and began a little more out of his area that he lived in, thinking it would save him some and a nice break from the local cops. He did worry about the black eye, but he felt he looked decent enough, at least he had managed to style his hair. Him and Quinn certainly didn’t look like the type to date, but Joshua liked to think that was the exciting thing about their relationship. His hand reached out to grip hers for just a moment, squeezing it as he looked at her briefly. “I can’t believe we’re going to be parents!” He exclaimed excitedly. At least it was a nice day and right now all he could think of was him and Quinn being back together and that there was the [I possibility] that this whole case situation would work in his favor if Quinn’s father played right by him.
Eventually they arrived in a shopping district; a little posh area filled with shops and little eateries. Joshua parked the car out outside and got out, opening Quinn’s door and offering his hand for hers. He definitely stood out amongst the woman in cardigans, walking their little dogs and the men in suits on their phones, setting up meetings to attend. Joshua recalled coming here once as a kid, it was close to the pier and a nice one, not like the trash filled one where they dumped bodies.
Of course he looked a bit rough compared to everyone else, but the only person’s who’s opinion that mattered was Quinn. Hand and hand he headed into the first spot he could see that offered breakfast.
The hostess looked a bit thrown off, but still led them to a table and handed them menus. Definitely not cheap, but Joshua was hungry and nothing was too expensive when it came to Quinn. “Are you planning to go back to your dad’s eventually? Or do dreams come true and uh – you plan to move in?” He asked her then, settled on what he wanted and taking a sip from the water. His palms were a bit sweaty thinking and finally asking Quinn that question. He couldn’t see what would be the main issue; they were going to have a child and they loved each other. Nine months seemed like a long time, but he knew it would fly by so quickly. “I mean, I figured we might need a new place eventually. My place is more of a bachelor pad fit for a bachelor which I certainly am not any longer,” he said with a chuckle. The waitress came over soon enough to take their orders.
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