Knock knock.
Quinn sighed. She didn't want to see nobody now.
"I hope is the mailman." –She thought.
She opened the door. Big brown eyes were staring at her. Oh God. Those eyes.
"Oh. Wow. Berry. I just… I wasn't expecting you. What are you doing here?"
"You have to keep away from him." –Rachel said quickly. There was an anxious vibration in her voice.
"Excuse me?"
"From Finn. You have to keep away from him." –She repeated, the voice becoming more nervous.
"I don't… Look, Berry, I don't know what are you talking about, ok?" –Quinn stammered. Damn, why she always stuttered when that girl...
"STOP IT!" –Rachel exploded. "I can see the way you look at him! I know what you feel about him and this is not okay! I'm tired of playing it cool, you know we are dating and you shouldn't have these feelings for a compromised guy! He is my boyfriend! You have to accept this, Fabray!"
"Okay, you sound like a crazy, right now. I don't have feelings for your boyfriend, Finn is a douche and we are over. I really have no intentions in messing up your relationship and… I'd sincerely rather you to go away, because you are scaring me." –Quinn said slowly stepping back as Rachel was threateningly advancing toward her.
"Oh, cut the crap, Fabray" –'Cut the crap'? Really? Since when she was speaking like...Santana? "I know you still want him back, but guess what? HE IS NOT COMING BACK, EVER. I see you both flirting in the choir room, I see it all!"
Rachel was now inside the living room and furiously advancing as a predator. Quinn's eyes were nervously alternating between searching a safe exit and searching any signs of sanity in Rachel's eyes. She didn't found it. Nor exits, nor sanity.
"N-no, Rachel, you are scaring me. A lot, please, step back, you are acting like a crazy, you shou…"
"I'M NOT CRAZY!" –Rachel screamed, jumping over her. Quinn fell, hitting her back on the floor and cushioning the fall of Rachel.
"What in the world…?" –Quinn whined, confused. "Yeah, you are right! You are not crazy, you are absolutely insane! FOR GOD'S SAKE, BERRY! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?"
"Oh my God, Quinn, I'm sorry, I am so sorry!" –She spat the words in a rush. "I just… I lost my control, I didn't know what to do, because I saw you looking at Finn with such a passion in your eyes, and I couldn't handle that, because you should…you should be mine." –She quickly covered her mouth with a hand, the last words almost inaudible.
But Quinn was too close to don't hear that. She stared Rachel, petrified.
"I'm what?" –Her voice shaking, almost a whisper.
"I didn't mean that, I…" Rachel said, nervous. "Okay, Q." –She sighed, saying out loud for the first time the nickname she always used in her mind. "That's it. I can't hide it anymore. I tried to deny, I never felt this for a girl before. This is new to me, too, ok? I don't know how to deal with this, but that's it. I'm in love with you and I can't fight against it. I don't even want to fight against it. Not anymore. I'm tired."
Quinn blinked, shocked, the perfect lips forming a circle. Rachel was still on top of her.
"Please, say something." –Rachel sobbed, the tears streaming down her face. "Please."
Quinn smiled sweetly, blinking her teary eyes.
"I knew, Berry." –She giggled, interlacing her waist with the legs and pulling her closer. "I knew I wasn't the only one."