A/N: I don't own Glee or Pretty Little Liars and the below is a complete work of fiction

You Are a Sin Graph, I am a Tan Graph

i)

She isn't sure how it started but between the mutual appreciation for contemporary literature, european films and language in general blurred the lines and now she isn't sure where it starts or stops. Quinn thinks it's continuous line now, a mobius strip, so that it doesn't matter how far she chases it, follows it she'll never find the other side. Sometimes she thinks this is good, other times it makes her want to crawl into herself and claw at her insides looking for answers. Sometimes she needs to break into the liquor cabinet to sleep at night.

ii)

It's a finite resource, her sanity is seeping through her body everyday. Each time she closes her eyes there are flashes of hand holds, lingering glances and broken whispers in the dark. There are missed opportunities too, there are lots of those but every time she tries to shake them out of her head her brain rattles around and spits out another like bingo but instead of numbers regrets. She always wins at that game, well she always gets a full house. That's not exactly winning though.

iii)

Quinn thinks about the delicate balance of chemicals; how one extra oxygen can turn water into peroxide or how Sodium is so reactive it has to be stored in oil. The fine lines between being what is required and then going beyond that into a possibly dangerous situation. She knows that her own chemical formula is dangerously unbalanced, she doesn't have enough electrons to fill the spaces in her outer level and everyone else doesn't have the right amount. Apart from Spencer, she has the just enough to make her feel warm and content. When they are together she donates them, an Ionic bond of sorts and she stays until something else comes along, something new or better and leaves again. Quinn wishes she knew how to form a Covalent bond with her.

iv)

Spencer, she decides during maths, is a sine graph; steady, predictable, continuous and everyones favorite to work with. Quinn thinks that she is more of tangent graph; never actually meeting another point. It's frustrating because they run along beside each other before separating and this repeats infinitely.

v)

When she finally cracks it's a friday night. Quinn thinks of all the times she used to put mentos into Coca Cola in her back garden and watch the fountain of phosphoric acid and fructose erupt all over the patio furniture and sometimes spraying the windows. She watches as her words splatter the ceiling and seep into the carpet, drenching Spencer. She tries to count the "I love you" 's but they are eclipsed by the "I'm scared" 's and the "I shouldn't have said anything" 's. She wasn't even aware she was crying until she is handed a tissue and pulled into a hug and that just makes everything worse because she can't see anything and she's pretty sure her heart is about to rip out of her chest.

vi)

Quinn realises that maybe being parallel to Spencer wasn't a bad thing. At least she was there. She can't bear to look at her anymore, it hurt too much when she woke up the next morning after confessing and Spencer seemed nonchalant about the whole thing. Now they are on different axis to each other and she's not sure which hurts worse.

vii)

She still shows up to Spencer's next hockey game, there's an inexplicable force that draws her near constantly being pulled into her orbit; Spencer is the planet and Quinn is her a girl from the other team knocks Spencer to the ground and she doesn't get back up there is blind panic and Quinn finds herself on the field barking orders while the referee calls an ambulance. She's never been so thankful for Sue Sylvester's mandatory first aid courses and all the practice she had while in Cheerios. There's blood which she takes as a blessing in disguise, it's most likely just a head injury.

viii)

There are stitches and bed rest but nothing serious which means Spencer will probably be able to play in the next game. She takes flowers to her house along with a copy of Amelie because she knows it's one of Spencers favourites and maybe because she managed not to combust while being so close to her during the accident she feels a little bit better. She wants her friend back and Quinn Fabray always ends up getting what she wants even if it takes a while.

xi)

She remembers when she went sailing with her cousins when she was younger and they told her little things about the sea. Like the terms ebb and flow, how the moon controls the tide and how if you count the waves that are rolling the seventh one is always the biggest. She watches Spencers waves; anger, sadness, frustration, apologetic, happiness, nervousness and finally the seventh wave comes crashing down and sweeps her into the sea - Spencer kisses her. It's short and sweet and everything she could have hoped for, she feels alive just like the time her cousins boat tipped over and they had to be rescued by the coast guard except this time she isn't afraid of drowning.

x)

Quinn knows that she is not a tan graph, at least not when it comes to Spencer, with her she is a cosine graph and they both have increasing grin on Spencers face reminds Quinn of a positive parabola and she assumes that hers is the exact same. They are each others turning points because whenever they are together things can only go up. The best thing, she thinks, about the parabola is that the lines can go on forever.