This story was inspired by another stalker/ crazy fan girl story and was written when I was in a bad state of mind. Please read "n" review, I'll love you forever if you do!
Quinn Fabray looked out Bread stick's window and then back to her wraparound watch. It was 8:18 pm on a Saturday night and while Breadsticks was filling up with happy couples, small families spending some time together and friends connecting over mugs of hot chocolate and plates of pasta.
Quinn's cell phone was in her hand and once more she sent off a text to her close friend Rachel Berry. Rachel could be a bit annoying at times what with her know-it attitude, her need for attention and solos but she was still Quinn's friend. And she had a tendency to be very punctual and that was why Quinn was so worried. She should have been here over an hour ago and every 5 minutes since then Quinn had sent off a text to her bossy friend. And she had not got one reply yet. There must be a plausible reason why she was late. Like maybe one of her dad's had needed her to run an errand for them or maybe she had stopped off at Kurt's house on her way here and forgotten the time. And maybe her cell phone was charging at home.
Well whatever Rachel was doing she wasn't doing it with Quinn, that much was clear. And for many reasons the thought of Rachel ditching her to hang out with her diva best friend upset her deeply. She had been harbouring some, uh feelings toward the brunette as of late. Quinn thought of her day and night and often drew Rachel's name on her binder in class. She was acting so stupidly lovesick that Quinn sometimes wanted to punch herself. Luckily as far as she knew her crush did not suspect her feelings for her and that was good for the both of them. Quinn did not want to ruin their recent close friendship by confessing her feelings or make Rach uncomfortable. Because she knew that her friend would never feel the same way. She had broken up with Finn for the last time when Finn had admitted to her that he was gay for Sam and of course they had broken up. Quinn had helped her get through the breakup and now they constantly ripped on Finn because they could. No not because he was gay, they made fun of his bad kissing and his dancing and bounded quickly. Now they spent every weekend together watching old movies, eating cookie dough ice cream, singing show-tunes and playing video games . Quinn had helped Rachel become a little more adventurous and daring, teaching her how to sneak into movies without getting caught, how to properly silly string someones car, etc. Quinn personally loved when they got together to watch scary movies because Rachel would get really scared and grab onto Q's arm and bury her face in her shoulder. Those nights were always great.
Pulling her chair away from the table Quinn quickly payed for her iced tea and left into the bracing cold outside.
It was lightly snowing and the streets of Lima were quickly filling up. Quinn walked swiftly, but slowly toward her car pulling out her cell phone again and calling a friend's number. It rang for times before :
" Hello and who may I ask is calling ?"
" Hey Kurt. I just wanted to talk to Rachel, she's not answering her cell."
" Uhhh... Quinn, Rachel isn't here. It's just Blaine and me here."
"..."
" Quinn ? Quinn,what is going on? Where's Rachel?"
That's what I'd like to know.
" Listen Kurt I have to go. I'll text you later, OK?"
" You better. I don't know what's going on but I don't want to be kept out of the loop!"
Quinn was at her car now and after hanging up the phone she climbed into her car debating for a moment about what she should do. If she drove to her friend's house and everything was fine and Rachel had just forgot she would feel like a complete idiot. But what if everything's not fine? What if she fell while practising her ballet and hurt herself and couldn't get up or get to a phone? With that thought Quinn was able to make up her mind and started up her car with all intention of going to save her crush when she heard giggling.
Giggling and it was coming from the back seat of her car.
Expecting it to be Santana and Brittany trying to prank her again she turned around.
" You guys I don't have time for this! I-"
Sitting up from where they had folded themselves on to floor so Quinn could not see them popped up to weird looking girls. One of them had short blonde hair not unlike her's and a toothy grin with a small mole underneath her eye. Her eyes were what scared Quinn because they had this weird glint in them and a sort of sick happiness was on her face. The other girl had sleek raven hair going down her back, icy blue eyes, freckles and a identical creepy, I'm gonna get you grin. They were both wearing all black. Black ts, black skinnys and black sneakers. Both of them looked familiar to the 18 year old but she couldn't remember...
" Hey how the hell did you get in my car you little creeps ! And why are you-"
Suddenly both girls grabbed Quinn puling her to the backseat and covered her mouth easily.
" AUGH! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU BITCHES DOING? LET GO OF ME!"
(this of course was muffled by the raven's gloved hand)
" Do we need to give her the pill? She is struggling quite a bit." the blonde asked as she looked curiously over Quinn.
" OK, you take her cell phone and I'll do this," the girl holding Quin pulled out a pill bottle without the label and shook out a purple pill.
Quinn's eyes widened as she tried to get away. She, kicked, struggled and tried to unpin her arms from behind her back but damn were these girls strong. The blonde fished around in her coat pocket, seeming to know where Quinn kept her cell while the other girl moved her hand off her mouth. Quinn wanted to scream loudly for help but she was not going to take that purple pill, whatever it was it sure as hell wasn't a vitamin. The hand moved to Quinn's nose, pinching it closed, forcing her to open her mouth for some air thus throwing the pill down her throat and making Quinn swallow.
" There, there cutie, it's alright. Just relax, just let the pill take it's course."
The blonde started stroking her hair,cooing to her while the other girl climbed behind the wheel, twisting the keys in the ignition.
Quinn tried to move her arms but found that she was unable to. She opened her mouth to scream, but could not. She started sweating all over as the blonde girl lay her down on the car seat and pulled a blanket out of nowhere draping it over her body. Quinn's vision slowly turned to black as she felt the car pull onto the road.
