A/N Hey there guys! So first off I'm sorry about my others stories but i just couldn't find a way to continue them. Second, this idea just came out of me the other day and I had to write it, I was a little hesitant to post it for a few reasons so I hope you enjoy it. Just another warning: There is a character that commits suicide in this story. Enjoy and please tell me what you think because I'm a little unsure right now. This is also set before "Goodbye" not an exact time period though, just before then.
I Don't own Glee. If I did then the finale would have been alot different
Her green eyes glistened with tears, they'd subsided for a while but the sobs just seemed to keep coming harsher and harsher. The only sound in the room was her harsh breathing, it was uneven and her chest throbbed with pain. It would only be a few short minutes now. She set the last of the letters down onto her bed and thought once more about her decision. Maybe it was selfish, but it was what she truly wanted and there was no other way around it. at least that was what she kept telling herself over and over. Slowly, she lifted the cold, metal weapon from the ground, feeling it heavy in her hands. One more breath -her very last one- and then a large bang! And she felt her eyes close forever.
Will Shuester was the first to hear the news. At first he felt numb, but as that subsided he was brought to his knees and could barely hold back the sobs. Tears began to fall silently from Emma's eyes too as she knelt down to comfort him. She wasn't sure how long they sat there in her office, just holding each other until finally the tears stopped. Such a sweet girl she had been; a sweet girl with a tough life.
Both of them knew what came next, though neither of them said anything. It would possibly be the hardest thing of their lives, possibly even harder than losing the young girl. No, Emma thought, losing her was defiantly harder than anything she'd ever experienced. The trip down the hall to the glee club seemed to take forever, yet it wasn't long enough. They both needed more time. But there was no time they could get back with her. Ever.
The couple walked into the choir room that day, eyes redder and puffier than any of the kids had ever seen them. Now and then the talk of graduation would bring a tear to everyone's eye but this was different. All of them could tell. No one said a single word, maybe they were too confused or maybe they were too terrified of what had happened. They had all already noticed someone else missing from the beloved choir room. But no one thought anything unusual of it. The teacher cleared his throat and stepped in front of the class, not letting go of his fiancé's hand. It seemed as if he would fall to the ground if he were to let go of it. it was the only thing holding him here right now.
"I, I don't even know how to tell you guys this," His voice shook as he talked. A few more tears fell from his eyes and the children held their breaths, "S-she's gone. Quinn Fabray killed herself last night."
Everyone felt like the air had been taken out of their lungs. There couldn't be anyway this was true
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