I got this idea from CSI, guess which one and i'l follow you on tumblr... lol. Seriously, send me your url, i'll follow you ;)
Disclaimers: So if i own Glee, i should have Lea Michele right now beside me, i don't. Now fuck off disclaimers, i know my life sucks.
Quinn got back from work after dinner and ended up sleeping on the couch as she was too tired to sleep in her room. It's Saturday, 9:37 in the morning when she woke up and saw that her mails was kept neatly on the drawer beside the front door. She never checks her mails but something was pushing her that day for her to check them out. So after she took a shower and ate her breakfast, she checked the mails. She dropped a mail so she bent down to throw that too, when she notices that there was another mail under her drawer.
She tore the enveloped. She slowly pulled out the content, when she finally read it, she felt like thousands people stab, punches, and her hearts was already on her stomach. She stared at the letter for few seconds before her eyes started to pool and tears fell down on her cheek. She can't seem to breathe; she put it on the dresser and slowly walks towards her couch. She sat down, staring at the flat screen TV in front of her. She reached for her cell phone and called the only person she called for months.
Ring
Ring
Pick up, pick up.
Ring
Pick up, please…
Ring
Ring
Ring
Fucking pick up the fucking phone already!
"This better be good or else I have to kill you,"
Sigh.
"What the hell is going on?"
"It's 11, I need to rest, Fabray."
"I don't care about that, what the hell is going on? I got an invitation for…her..." she couldn't finish her words, her heart clenched.
"….shit, I'll be there in 15, don't do anything stupid. Stay there." The other line hung up.
So she waited. She pulled out her hair as her head begun to ache. She fell asleep before someone rang the door bell. She wasted no time as she opened the door. The other girl came inside without being invited. She closed the door behind her and walks towards the other girl who already sat down with unreadable expression. She looked down at the girl.
"Sit down, at least,"
She sat next to the girl, staring at her.
"You have tears… on your cheek."
She didn't wipe it out; she continued to stare at the girl.
"What the fuck is going on, San? What does this fucking mean?"
"This mean exactly what the letter meant."
"My wife is getting married," the blonde finally said it out loud.
"You ex wife, Quinn."
"And I got the wedding invitation to my wife's wedding," she ignored the Latina.
"My wife is getting married and she's inviting me… to her wedding." It sound almost like a whisper, but the Latina heard it anyways.
"Quinn, she's not your wife." Santana said slowly like she was talking to a child.
"She's my wife,"
"Not since you signed the paper 8 months ago, she's not."
Quinn walked in their apartment, its 10 p.m already and she's exhausted. She could smell the vegan lasagna from the kitchen. She dropped her briefcase beside the door and walked towards their room. Rachel was writing something on the work desk when she walked in the room.
"I made vegan lasagna today. Come on," the brunette stood up and walked to the kitchen with the blonde behind her.
"I've already eaten with the client," the blonde answer looking at her wife serving the dish.
"It's okay, you should eat, finish it, I know it's my favorite but I'm full." She added with small smile.
Rachel stared at Quinn confused.
"You couldn't call me to tell me you've already eaten?"
"Oh, I thought you ate already. You never missed your perfect diet schedule."
Tears started to fell down her cheek and now the blonde was scared. Did I do something wrong? What the fuck did I said?
"Oh my god…" the brunette stuttered.
"Rach?"
"I can't believe this. I thought you wanted to surprise me."
The blonde furrowed her eyebrows, obviously confuse.
"Baby what do you mean?" she walked towards her wife.
The brunette doesn't answer; instead she walked out of the house, leaving a confused blonde behind. By the time Quinn chased her, she's already gone. She left her phone. She called Santana, her wife is there, Santana told her not to come; let the girl calm down, she said. She walked towards their bedroom and saw that there was a note on her pillow.
To my dearest Quinn,
Happy 4th anniversary, baby.
I love you.
"Shit,"
"When does this happen? How did she found… someone else?"
"It's been 11 months already, Q. Of course she found someone else."
"But she's my wife. She's already married to me."
"Stop saying she's your wife. You guys are divorced. You know that." The Latina scolded.
"We're not supposed to! We're supposed to be together till we die!"
"Yeah? Well it's not going to happen okay? You guys are divorced. She's getting married soon, to someone else,"
"But I-I love her, San. She's my wife. I can't let her go."
"You already let her go that night."
When she woke up she thought her wife already home. They fought a lot; it's not the first time her wife leaves the house to stay at the Pierce-Lopez's. The first time it happened was when Quinn got so jealous of a guy that acted with Rachel. She can't help it, that guy was good looking and they spent lots of times together. Rachel told Quinn that she does not have any sort of romantic feeling towards the guy other than respect. Quinn trusts her but she doesn't trust him. When she leaves, Quinn doesn't know what to do except called her best friend who later told her that Rachel was at her house. Santana told her to let the girl stayed in the night. That morning, her wife was sleeping half on top her on the couch. That seems to be a routine whenever they fight, she'll walk away and by morning she always comes back.
But not that morning. Rachel did came back, Quinn didn't realize as she was dead sleep on the couch. Rachel came back for her clothes without a word. Quinn tried to called her many, many times, she didn't pick up, she changed her number in fact. Quinn called Santana but the Latina said she's not with her. Quinn searched for Rachel at the Berry's house but she failed as the two men said she's not there. She went to their friend's houses; she went to Kurt's, Sam's, Puck's, even Finn's. They all had the same answer; she's not here. She called Mike, Artie, they also don't know.
She went to her work place, she's not there, the director said she's on a leave, Quinn asked why the director shook his head. Quinn decided she should wait for her, let her calm. It's not like the other fights, she had forgotten their anniversary. Their 4th anniversary.
She waited for 9 days. She didn't come back or even call Quinn. She asked their friends every day, they didn't know. Santana even told her she fucked up. She doesn't need to be told, she knew she's already fucked up.
She didn't hear anything from her wife and she was going crazy. She doesn't know what to do. She couldn't call neither Leroy nor Hiram and tell them that she lost their only daughter. Suddenly there was a knock on her door one day, and when she opened the door, she smiled so big her cheek got hurt. She hugged the brunette and kissed her temple with tears rolling down her cheeks. She mumbled her apologies over and over again. Later, she realizes that she's not the only one who was crying. She looked at her wife, she couldn't read her expression. She saw a woman beside her wife and then she looked back to the brunette.
Rachel sat down on the couch, so does the woman. Quinn sat down next to her wife, confused.
"Could you please leave us for a moment?" Rachel asked the woman.
"I'll be in the car," The woman replied and then she walked away.
"Where have you been? I was searching for you like crazy," Quinn said.
"I missed you. Are you okay?" She added.
"I'm fine. I was… somewhere,"
"I was so worried. I wanted to call the police, but San said I shouldn't, she said I should gave you time to calm down." Quinn brushed her wife's hair behind her ear. Rachel flinched. Confused, Quinn put down her hand.
"Quinn… I'm here for a reason."
Silence.
"Here," Rachel hand her a paper and a pen.
When she read the content, Quinn swore she almost die right away. She looked at Rachel's eyes. She too has tears in her eyes. Quinn wanted to scream as loud as she can but at the moment she couldn't even breathe.
"Rach, what's this?"
Rachel didn't reply, so she continued.
"Why are you doing this? Rach, please don't. I'm sorry."
"Sign the paper, Quinn." Rachel said, stuttered.
"No, no. I'm not going to sign this damn paper!" she threw in on the floor. Rachel picked it up. Rachel also took the pen beside the blonde's thigh. She's about to sign it when Quinn slapped her hand, knelt down in front of her and threw the paper and the pen away. Quinn took both of her wife's hands and looked in her eyes.
"Rachel, please. Please don't. I love you Rachel, I can't live without you. Please don't do this," she sobbed into her wife's hands. She kissed both of Rachel's hands. Rachel was crying hard too. But she didn't say a thing.
"Rachel, I love you baby. You're my little girl remember? You're my wife. I can't live without you, I'd die. You promised to be with me the day we got married. You promised you will love me until the day I breathe my last breath. You promised that it's me and you against the world, Rach. You promised not to leave me. Please don't Rachel. I'll do anything you want, just don't leave me. I'm begging you, please don't leave me. You're hurting me, Rachel. Please, I love you."
Rachel looked inside the hazel eyes. She's hurting Quinn, but Quinn wasn't the only one who's hurting. Rachel is broken.
"Quinn, don't do this." Rachel released her tan hands from the pale one.
"No, Rachel. You promised. You promised!" She kissed her wife on the lips. Rachel let go after few seconds.
"Yeah, I promised. So did you, Quinn. You promised to never hurt me, you promised to not break me. You promised to start you day with a kiss from me and end you day with a kiss from me too. Guess who broke the promise now huh? You went to work early in the morning, leaving me having breakfast alone. You got back from work late at night, leaving me eating dinner alone and sleeping alone. It's always work now. You promised you would never change. But the Quinn I know right now isn't the Quinn I know then. She changed. You promised to not make me feel lonely. I'm lonely, Quinn. I've been lonely for 2 and half years now. I love you but I hate feeling this. You're not the only one who's hurting, Quinn, I'm hurt too. I have big hole in my heart right now. So please, don't do this. Sign the paper. I can't be with you, not anymore. It's you against the world now."
Quinn stopped any movement. Rachel took the paper and the pen. She hand it to the blonde.
"Please," Rachel begged in such a soft voice.
Quinn took the paper and the pen. She looked at her wife in the eyes before she looked down to the paper. She stared at it.
She signed the paper. She hand it to Rachel. When the brunette took it and stood up, she stood up too. She hugged the brunette and kissed her temple, forehead, nose, cheeks, and her lips, passionately. She pulled away when air was needed. She looked at the brown eyes in front of her and gave both of them a peck.
Rachel walked away.
It's me against the world now.
i don't think this is the end tho. I'd probably do a sequel, but i'm not going to promise you it's gonna be fluffy. I love angst. I can't help it.