AN: Hey! I'm back!... I kinda got inspired and had to write this down. It's an AU, and a bit different to my last story. You will however see a few stuff that have happened on the show. Just in a different order. Hope you guys enjoy.
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN GLEE OR IT'S CHARACTERS. Otherwise Lady Fabray would be in every single episode. And Lima would be a no-go.
All Mistakes Are Mine.
Quinn walked through the streets slowly. It was probably around 10am, if the calm of the people walking by her was any indication. She found a bench near an old grocery shop and placed her guitar case and bag on it.
Running a hand through her golden locks she sighed, when was the last time she brushed? She couldn't remember. Neither the last time she took a bath. Or ate properly for the matter.
She never thought she'd find herself in this situation. Being homeless and barely able to survive was not the place she wanted to be at 17. It's been 14 months since her dad Russell Houston threw her out. He found her pregnancy test and without a second thought threw her out of her house. No questions allowed. No explanations asked. And without her mom in the picture there was really nothing she could've done.
That night she had gotten in the first train out of Lima and never looked back. So that's how she found herself parading the streets of New York City in an overused pair of jeans and her good old Kiss shirt. It was everything she owned, along with her black ripped sweater and her old guitar.
Once she got to the city, she spent the 9 months of her pregnancy at different shelters for teenagers. Her boyfriend had died weeks before she could tell him about the baby, and no one from his family knew they were even together, so she really had no one. Once her daughter Beth was born, she gave her up for adoption. It was the only thing she could do. She couldn't support herself let alone a baby. The adoptive mother, Shelby, promised to keep in touch so Quinn could be involved, but without a home or phone, she had to let her baby girl go.
That was 5 months ago, and now Quinn had been fending for herself ever since she left the hospital. Using her raspy voice and talented fingers, she sings and plays guitar every day in different places of the city to make enough money to at least eat.
A loud horn pulled Quinn back to reality. She shook her head, trying to forget about her sad trip down the memory lane. Time to make some money, she thought. Deciding it was a good hour, Quinn pulled her guitar out of its case and threw it on the floor as she started playing some classic tunes. People were suckers for those. She was trying so hard to please her crowd that she never noticed the young girl looking at her from afar, nodding slowly as she finished her song.
Smiling at her "public", she picked up her guitar case and counted the money, $25 would be enough to get her a few snacks. And maybe even a soda or two.
She packed all her stuff and made her way into the grocery store, avoiding the annoyed looks she was receiving from a few customers. She was about to grab a pack of bubblegum when someone spoke to her.
-"You are talented. Too talented to be on the streets" a young girl's voice came from behind her. She turned around to see brown skin and shiny dark eyes looking back at her.
-"It is what it is..." she shrugged, she had gotten used to living the way she was now.
-"If I told you I could change your life, would you believe me?" the girl asked, smiling at Quinn like there was nothing wrong with talking to a homeless stranger.
-"No. I don't know you. You don't know me either. I could be a serial killer y'know?" Quinn replied, eyeing the girl as she walked towards the cashier. The girl just chuckled and stepped in front of her.
-"My name is Megan Stanford... Yours?" the girl said, stretching her hand for a shake.
-"Quinn... Just... Just Quinn" she said holding the girls hand.
-"Alright Quinn... I need your help. And you obviously need mine... Wanna make a deal?" Megan asked, grabbing a few ítems as they kept walking towards the cashier.
-"What kind of deal?" Quinn asked. She was not one to be fooled. But there was something about this girl and told her she had to trust.
-"One that will change your life forever..." The girl smiled, winking at Quinn as she payed for all of their items.
What could she possibly want from her? She was a homeless girl. And from what Quinn could tell, this girl was far from it. If the Louis Vuitton bag she was carrying was anything to go by.
-"What do you want from me?" Quinn asked.
-"You'll just have to wait and see. Now let's go, we have places to go" The girl shouted as she hauled a cab and opened the door "Hop in, blondie"
Little did she know, she was about to take the ride of her life…
AN2: Yep, this is a Quinntana story, we just wont see Santana, yet. Quinn's character is kinda based on the girl Avril Lavigne portrays in her "Nobody's Home" music video. Hence the title. This story will have a particular sl for Quinn that will require a few things to change. Like for example, Puck is not Beth's father. Also, to make it work on my story, Princess Avril Lavigne doesn't exist.
Please R/R... Let me know what you think