Glee -
Quinn's P.O.V ~
I rushed through the empty hallways, as burning hot tears filled my eyes and rushed down my cheeks. I stopped in front of the choir room, trying to get my act together.
Inhale. Exhale.
Quickly, I slowly opened the door and shot a glance around the room. Mr. Schue must have been talking, because he immediately stopped as soon as I walked in. All of the New Directions gazed at me with concern. My gaze automatically dragged to Santana, who gave me an innocent smirk and crossed her arms, looking away. I frantically wiped the tears off my cheeks and rushed towards a chair.
"You're late, Quinn," Mr. Schue said in an easy tone, looking me in the eyes with that sad look on his face. "Quinn," he said slowly, "What happened?"
"I don't want to talk about it," I said, looking down and biting my lip.
Mr. Schue paused; his big eyes really making me feel uncomfortable. I knew everyone's eyes were on me, and I couldn't stand it. I shifted in my seat, my eyes absentmindedly watching the floor. "Are you –" he continued, but I stopped him.
"I don't want to talk about it," I interrupted, my teeth gritting angrily.
"Oh, please," Santana said in a bratty voice, a smirk was plastered across her lips. "Mr. Schue, are you blind?"
"My cat's blind," Brittany said in a dumb voice as she stared into space.
Santana had an awkward expression on her face, and there was a long pause of silence, before she went on. "It's obvious Quinn's only doing this for attention. I mean, who else comes into class crying, refusing to talk about her problems? At least gather yourself before you come crying to your little boyfriend – Oh, that's right! You don't have one, because you cheat on all of them because that's who you are. Just like you let Puck knock you up when you're with Finn, just like when you made out with Finn when you were with Sam. You're a little –"
"Hey!" Finn, Puck, and Sam said in unison.
"Shut up!" I interrupted, standing up.
"Girls, girls!" I heard Mr. Schue's voice say in back of us. I ignored him; I also ignored everyone's eyes watching me and Santana.
"No, I won't shut up. You can't stand me expressing the truth, because you know it's true," she said, standing up too. She stood in front of me, and we both shot stone-hard glares at each other.
"I can't believe you! Like you've never cheated on anyone? Who knows what other secrets you're hiding?" I blurted out. At first, I felt like I had won, I felt proud, so I decided to continue. "You told Coach Sylvester that I play all the boys and that I'll be bound to get pregnant again someday. Just so she could make you captain and have me thrown off the team! Now I'm kicked off one of the only things that made me feel important! The only thing that made me feel like I had a chance at being popular in this school, and I was until you came along–"
"GIRLS!" I heard Mr. Schue shout, as Santana bit her lip and fell back into her chair. It was extremely silent for a long time. I looked around, watching everyone's eyes glued on me.
"Why is everyone staring at me?" I asked under my breath, hot tears rolling down my cheeks uncontrollably as I looked around.
"Quinn–" Mr. Schue interrupted, but I ignored him.
Soon enough, I was bolting out the doors of the choir room, unsure that I'd ever want to go back again.
Chapter 2 coming soon! :) Cut me some slack, I know it's not that good. Also, sorry it's short. I ran outta ideas. I'll try harder next time. Okay, bye!