And it's like
You…
Just walked away
And you…
Refused to stay
And this…
Is the last hand to play
Cause I….
Am done with this game
Oh I'm done with this Game…. Baby
Cause I'm slowly breaking
No point in faking…
Cause I'm just folding
Oh I'm done with this game…
The petite brunette held the headphone closer to her ear as she closed her eyes, the notes shattering within the confined little box in which she sat. Every lyric spoke true as she tapped her foot to the drum beat which grew softer with every passing second. Even with her personality which demanded excellent, that run through was amazing…. Beautiful… serene… Amaz-
"Let's try the bridge once again please Berry"
Rachel's thoughts broke as she opened her eyes. Confusion etched in her face as words failed to come out… anger suddenly searing in her core.
"Bridge Berry… Please" The subtle husky voice rang again, with more demand.
As she opened her mouth to protest the recording studio's door opened and revealed a tall blonde bombshell, who smiled adorably. The blonde rushed to the control panel before her voice boomed over the speaker.
"Good Morning my superstar! I brought to breaky!"
Rachel couldn't help but smile at Brittany's sing-song tone as she waved muffins around. Could she be any more perfect?
"Britt-Britt…."
Rachel watched as a pair of deep chocolate eyes rolled. Could Santana be any colder?
"But San… you've been drilling her since last Tuesday…" Brittany pouted cutely at Santana, who seemed to soften at the gesture.
"Okay… but we only have this studio until 12h00." Santana smiled lazily, but the smile never reached her eyes. "So please hurry".
Santana got up to stretch lazily before making her way to the door. "Everyone is back in 30" and with that she walked out, disappearing once again. The wounded panther had gone back to her cave…
Rachel's eyes followed Santana before Brittany crashed through the door.
"It's blueberry" Brittany announced before kissing Rachel hello.
"Hmmmmmm… Thank you" Rachel mumbled between the rush of kisses. Oh how she had missed Brittany. She was right Santana was drilling her… but she knew Santana had the best intentions at heart. This was her baby after all….
It's been years since the whole fall-out-with-Quinn thing…. Touchy topic still. Rachel, herself, hasn't heard anything from Quinn since… THAT DAY…
She couldn't blame Quinn though… but then Brittany had let it slip that Quinn was actually in love with Santana as per Puck… and vice versa. So she didn't understand why Quinn and Santana didn't just… "Hook up" as Brittany stated, but Santana chose rather to run away, study and become fame-craved recording tycoon…. And Quinn? Who knows…. Most probably settled down with a couple of kids in the suburbs?
5 years ago
"How is it not what I think? You and RaPaul….. After everything I had to give up" Quinn hand clutched tighter on the note before she looked at Rachel.
"When did this start?" Her cold glare shattered Rachel's stance as she faltered. Rachel's eyes stared to tear up as she pushed Sam away.
"It's not like that Quinn… I was stupid… I realized now that I'm actually inlove with Brittany and… and I always have been. She's the only one who understands me… Even in her insanity she gives me direction" Rachel placed her hands on her chest before casting her eyes down.
Quinn's heart froze as the betrayal rushed through her… but she couldn't blame Rachel could she? Had Sam seduced her? Or had she seduced Sam? Did it matter? Quinn clenched her jaw as she looked down at the letter again. Self-loath and anger rushed through her veins as she looked back up at Sam.
"Do you really love her?" Quinn asked pointedly… "Do you want to spend every waking moment in her presents? In her mind…. Does she make you smile and laugh when you know you should actually be crying?"
She saw Sam's gaze move over Rachel's body quickly before he moved his eyes back to Quinn's.
"Does the very thought of not being with her kill you… but you know that she would be better without you… because you think she's perfect?" Quinn's voice raised before she looked at Rachel whose tears seemed to run anew.
"Would she the very definition of beauty? Even if she was sick or old?... if she hurt you beyond reconcilement?" Quinn's voice broke before she felt a salty tear run across her lips. Was she crying?
"No…." Sam whispered before looking around in disbelief at the waterworks. "I just love the way she feels against me when… you know. She does a cute thing with her tongue that makes me com-"
"Sam!" Rachel asked in disbelief before walking to him. The slap echoed through the room before she walked to Quinn….
"I'm so sorry Quinn… I really didn't mean to" Rachel mumbled in disgrace before turning back to Sam. "And you better lose my number"
With that Rachel walked away… Leaving Sam and Quinn in silence. Sam was rubbing his cheek before he raised his eyebrow as though he expected pity.
Rachel regretted everything that had happened between her and Sam… She couldn't understand what was the point of the whole incident. It killed her that she had hurt Quinn so much… she wouldn't blame Quinn for never speaking to her again…. But she's getting her just desert… Oh yes… The moody, cut-throat Santana had now crushed her spirit… if hell existed on earth, she was in it.
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