A Bend In The Road
Chapter one-

I've kept this in for too long. I swear I'll have to burn these letters as soon as I'm done, it's too hard to think of. The only reason why I'm writing this is because I want to let it out because I have no one to turn too about this.

Ok, here we go.

Finn Hudson had it all. Perfect wife, perfect job, looks and a newly born little girl. But because of me, it was all ruined.

Let me start from the beginning. Finn met his wife, Quinn Fabray, in sophomore year in high school. He had been the quarterback at McKinley High while Quinn was head cheerleader. Everyone claimed that they were a match made in heaven. Always giggling and smiling. They even became prom queen and king senior year at their small town school.

They stayed together in college. Getting their scholarships forced them to different schools but that didn't keep them apart. In fact, they kept in contact quite often. While he was away at Auburn, she went to University of Florida. He was the head of the team there and she became a member on the dance team, the Dazzlers. Both got their teams to nationals and were decorated with medals and awards quite often.

College ended and they both moved back to Lima where they took the next big step: marriage. They were married in an intimate ceremony with less than fifty guests. Finn could never forget how beautiful she looked walking down the aisle. Her blonde locks framed her face and her dress was fitted in all the right places. They were both twenty-five years old and happily in love. Gazing in each other's eyes and keeping their hands on each other at all available moments.

They exchanged vows and rings before heading off to their honeymoon in Florida. A few months later, they were both ecstatic to find out that Quinn was pregnant with their first child who was born that fall named Charlotte Dianna Hudson. She looked like Quinn in every way, soft blonde hair, beautiful hazel eyes. She was perfect.

They had everything that they could ask for. Until one afternoon that altered their lives forever:

Quinn Hudson, wife and mother of one killed tragically in hit-and-run at age twenty-eight.

That's what every newspaper and newscast said for weeks after the accident. They demanded for answers and the calls flooded into the police station for days. Nothing but false alarms and tips that barely helped at all. It happened on a road that was pretty much in the middle of nowhere. When they found her body they discovered that she had been dead for only a few hours, she would have been hit earlier that afternoon. The nearest house was farther down the road and it was an elderly couple that said they never heard a thing.

But now it's five years later and still nothing. Now you might be wondering why I'm writing this. There is only one reason, I know who did it.