Quinn's hands were shaking as she reached out to touch Finn. She knew what she had to do… looking into his eyes filled with awe and trust… she began.
"Finn, I love you, but there is something that you need to know…"
20 minutes later…
"WHERE IS HE?" Finn was bursting with anger and torment, his heart ripped apart by those simple words… "She is not your baby". The amount of times he thought about holding her, keeping her safe from the world. His heart ached for all of those opportunities that he would never have with the baby girl. His legs carried him from the classroom, out into the busy corridor, he turned to Quinn, "I said, where is he?"
"I don't know…"She stuttered "I don't know… but It's not his fault!"
Finn glared into her petrified eyes "Then whose fault is it then?"
"Mine." She whispered "He wanted to tell you, but I wouldn't let him. He wanted to be the one looking after her, he wanted you to know the truth!" She stepped towards him, "I love you" she cooed "Please don't hurt him". Finn, spun round, his face bursting with frustration and anger; "Well then, he should have thought about that before".
