AUTHOR's Note: It's been months since I've written a story. This will be my first Glee Quintanna fanfic. Everything is new for me regarding the characters and I just made up some information. English is not my first language so forgive my grammar or spelling errors.:D
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Glee or any of it's characters. ^_^
Enjoy reading...Hope you like it.
SANTANA's POV
"You're a fucking coward!" I whispered while looking at my reflection on our bathroom mirror. If Berry's and Hummel's morning rituals are putting those freaking expensive moisturizers on their faces, well mine's this. I would just look straight in the mirror and tell her how pathetic she is.
I spent my high school days behind my HBIC attitude, lashing inappropriate nicknames and being a bitch to everyone. If they only knew, that behind those pretentions is a girl who is very scared of life. Scared of loving and be hurt.
I closed my eyes as I remember her, the girl who broke my heart. It's been years since the last time I've seen her. Fuck! it maybe years ago but the pain is still fresh. I gripped tightly on both edges of the sink as I think of her.
Once I feel calm, I tried open my eyes. It's been a month since I graduated from NYU's dance course. It took me almost a year to finally realize (I didn't mind taking baby steps towards my future dream) who I really want to be. Who would have thought that hard core Santana Lopez will be a ballerina? Huh! Not even me.
I let out a sigh as I heard noises from the kitchen. Looks like Berry and Hummel are arguing, again, but in very low voices. Obviously it concerns me and they are arguing who's going to relay the message to me. We've been living together here in New York for five years and still they haven't figured out how to handle me. Still a bad ass!
"Fine! I'll do it!" I heard Rachel exclaimed. Looks like Lady Hummel won this time. I'm impressed because the Broadway princess can be very persistent most..well all of the time. I just rolled my eyes then I heard knocks on the door.
"Santana, are you done? I need to be in Vogue in an hour." I glance at the mirror once more before opening the door.
"Calm your tits Lady Hummel, it's all yours." I said smirking as I walk passed him.
I walk towards the dining table and watch Rachel as she pours coffee to two mugs. She handed me one then rest her back on the kitchen counter while she drinks hers. I know something is bothering her. Beside the fact that she's being awfully quiet right now (which only happens when she's afraid to say or ask something from me) also she can't look at me. I let out a soft growl which made her body stiff.
"Out with it Man hands." I said waiting for her to speak.
"First of all, we are not in High school anymore so I would really, really appreciate it if you –"
"Five seconds Rach to spill it then I'm outta here." I interrupted her and continue in sipping my coffee. Smirk on my face.
She sighs then looked me straight in the eyes still hesitating to talk. I'm being impatient as always.
"Five, four – " I started to countdown being irritated with her.
"Quinn's engaged!" Once she said it, her face lit up like there's a heavy stone lifted on her shoulders. When I didn't react she tried to repeat it but I cut her off.
"I heard you the first time." I said on a low voice.
I don't know if the pain I'm feeling right now in my chest is because of the hot liquid that I suddenly swallowed or the fact that, Quinn Fabray, is now getting married. WTF!
I'm speechless. I don't know how to react. Hurt was evident on my face. Rachel sat across the table worried. It's been four years but why I'm still hurt like this?
"She called me yesterday. The wedding will be in two weeks. It'll be in Canada so she wants us to be there at least a week before the wedding for us to spend more time with everyone." she stopped then still looking at my face. "Y-you're the only one who's not confirming..yet."
"I.. she's getting married?" Hurt and confusion was evident in my voice. Rachel reached for my hand which tightly holds the mug as if my life depends on it and places hers over mine. "Fuck her!" now tears started to fall on my cheeks. It hurts so much as if my chest are gonna explode.
When I heard Kurt opened the bathroom door, I stood up quickly then went straight inside. I ignored Kurt's shocked and worried face when I slammed the door. I rest my back on the wall while I sit slowly feeling weakness on my knees. I tucked them then bury my face on my hands.
"You're a fucking liar,Q!" I whispered while rock my body back and forth gently hitting my lower back on the wall.
RACHEL's POV
When Santana suddenly went to the bathroom I wish I could do something to ease her pain. I only answered Kurt's questioning look with a shrug. We knew this would happen. It's not a secret that Santana is still not over Quinn. Because all of these years she only loved two girls, Brittany and Quinn. But both of them hurt her so much.
"Looks like someone is going to miss Quinn's wedding." Kurt sadly commented. We both sighed.
"What am I going to say to her, Kurt? Sorry Quinn, Santana declined your invitation to your wedding because she's still madly in love you?" Grrr this is more depressing than I thought!
We knew before that they started to become close again especially after Mr. Shue's non-wedding day. Every other week Santana will go to Yale and vice versa to spend time with each other. But when we asks them if they're dating, they would just laugh and deny everything.
Until one night, Kurt and I went home an hour early from our night out because some stupid drunk guy accidentally poured his drink on my dress. We were tired anyway so we just decided to go home. Then the biggest surprise happened, we were outside the door when we heard Quinn's bedroom voice screaming Santana's name. We carefully opened the door and our eyes grew wide as we saw them in a very uncompromising position on the couch. Both faces flushed while Kurt's screaming about his eyes being blind and me unable to move.
When they were properly dressed and everyone is calm we started to ask questions. We found out that they've been together for five months already. We are both happy for them and also happy Santana means less bitchy her.
Suddenly everything changed when Santana went home from her Yale visit. Kurt and I were watching a musical on our living room when a very tired looking Santana opened the door. We knew she was crying because her eyes are puffy but before we could ask her what's wrong she was already inside her room.
We had no idea what happened to both of them, because every time we would ask Santana it's either she would shout at us or ignore us. After few weeks I've decided to talk to Quinn, it's time to use those train tickets anyway.
FOUR YEARS AGO…
I was reading my book while waiting for Quinn who promised to pick me up thirty minutes ago, here at the train station. Then suddenly I heard someone called my name. "Rachel!" I looked up and see her running towards me. I gave her a smile and a hug.
"I'm so sorry, my professor decided to talk to me." she explained to me with an apologetic smile.
"You don't have to worry Quinn, I had my book to accompany me while I was waiting for you." I smiled back at her while slip my arm on hers.
"So, let's eat, there's a very famous vegan restaurant near here. I'm excited to try it." Quinn said while walking out the station and into the parking lot.
We were inside Quinn's car when I decided to look at her. She glanced at my direction and gave me a sweet smile which didn't even reached her eyes. She looks very different from the last time I saw her in New York. Her eyes were not sparkling like before and it looks tired. She let out a deep sigh. I know she knew why I am here.
"We're here." she said while she tried to look for an empty parking space. The look of the restaurant is very different from the restaurants in NY. It's like a very huge gazebo surrounded by beautiful landscapes. This place is very relaxing and quiet. Refreshing to my eyes.
"Good afternoon. Table for two?" Quinn just nodded to the waiter who then ushered us to a small table.
"Quinn, I'm aware that you know the reason why I am here today." I said calmly.
"How was she?" she said softly afraid of looking into my eyes.
"She's devastated Quinn. She's non productive for weeks now and won't stop bringing home…..girls." I hesitated on the last word, afraid that it might complicate the situation further. I see hurt in her eyes as it started to glisten.
I know talking here in the restaurant will only cause attention to other tables so I dropped the subject for now. But after we had our lunch we decided to go to her apartment to finally talk.
We talked about her in Yale while we're sitting on her sofa. Then Quinn finally got the courage to talk about what happened between them.
"I fucked up Rach." she said while lowering her head and tears now freely flowing on her cheeks. "When Santana was here, I received a call from my mom saying she was in jail. She was drunk driving which caused an accident of killing someone." she inhaled before she starts to speak again. I'm very shocked on what I heard, although I was confused on Santana's involvement on it. I waited for her to continue.
"I don't have anyone to call for help but my dad. Santana went with me when I talked to him and told him she was my girlfriend. Again he was disappointed with me. He said he doesn't want anything to do with me and my mom. Then he just left.." I reached out for her hand and gently squeeze it.
"He called me the same night saying he wants to talk to me again, alone. He said he would help my mom ..in one condition." she hesitated to speak again. She looked into my eyes and I could see the pain she's been keeping for weeks. I could see how badly she is hurting right now. Then I realized the condition her father gave her.
"Oh no! He a-ask you to break up with her?" I asked her. Her tears are enough answer to tell me that my assumption is correct. I pulled her into a tight hug while she buried her face on my shoulder.
"I..I had.. to..choose Rach." she said between sobs. "It's her or my mom. With my dad's connection he assured me that he will take care of it and he did." I can feel her sadness and I can't help but cry as well. How can Russell Fabray be so selfish and cold hearted.
QUINN's POV
I'm very grateful that Rachel is here right now. I've been a mess these past few weeks and I had no one to talk to about this. When I feel a bit okay I let go of Rachel's hug and wipe my tears.
"Please look out for her, for me. Santana may be tough outside but she's very fragile. She's scared to be alone so please, Rach, whatever happens always be there for her, okay?" I told her with pleading eyes. This would be the first time that I begged Berry. "Help her to..f-forget me." I thought I would choke on my words and die after saying those words.
"Quinn.."
I want to tell Rachel the whole story but I can't. It's much better this way. Santana will soon forget me and hopefully will be happy with someone else. I just stared out of my window, avoiding Rachel's eyes. I'm afraid that if I look at my friend's eyes she would see the truth in my eyes.
I don't know how long I can keep this secret but what I know is I will regret hurting Santana for the rest of my life.
So what do you think? Should I continue? Review please so I would know my mistakes.. ayt? :)
Sorry for the heavy drama in this chapter. I'll try to keep the drama light on the 3rd chapter, pinky promise. hehe ^_^
Shoutout to my Bestie Ruru for helping me proof read my fanfics..! Million tnx.. mhuah ^_^