I always wanted to write in english so... I decided to translate my story 'Invisible and untouchable'. Hope you enjoy this and I'm so sorry if there are mistakes in it. I'm an argentinian so... English isn't my native lenguage. I would gladly recieve corrections and advices ! Thank you!

I don't own Glee :(

QUINN P.O.V:

Positive .

'No, it couldn't be'.

Positive , positive, positive ... positive.

I looked again and again to every pregnancy test and the only answer I saw was :

POSITIVE.

I slowly closed my eyes one more time, I breathe deeply and then open my eyes to see another answer…

Positive .

I threw away all the tests and closed the bathroom door where I was. Tears and desperation… came over me.

This couldn't be happening to me. It was definitely a mistake .

It was a mistake.

Sleeping with Puck was really the worst mistake I've made in my life. Knowing that I was with Finn, I slept with him ... and here is the result.

I looked in the bathroom mirror.

I am pregnant.

Those three words were running in my head. I started hitting the wall with anger as my tears flowed down my cheeks.

What the fuck was going to do now?

I had lost it all.

I couldn't tell this to Puck, because inside of me I knew very well that wouldn't be responsible and I wouldn't accept him as the father of my son...

No.

It all started because I felt completely empty and sad knowing that I didn't feel anything for Finn or anyone. None of the other guys have made me feel something or pleasure ... or whatever . So I went to that stupid party and I got drunk with Puck.

How have I been able to be that stupid?

How did I let that happen?

I didn't have pleasure when I was having sex with him. Not even that. That frustrated me more because I couldn't enjoy my first time thanks to my stupid idea of sleeping with him ... and now, I'm going through this.

My future was ruined. It was all over.

I gave up and I let myself fall to the ground. I was on a corner of this horrible school wanting to wake up from this nightmare.

That's it.

It must be a horrible nightmare and this should end here.

'Wake up, Quinn! Wake up!'

I tried to close my eyes and I waited ... then I opened my eyes hoping to see that everything was back to normal .

It wasn't.

- Fabray? -a voice interrupted what I was doing.

Fucking great.

Santana Lopez.

I had to face my worst enemy right now, who would enjoy my terribly and vulnerable state and make fun of that. Although we used to be best friends ... that had been in the past and now we were competing to each other for being the leader of the school and the cheerios .

- Why are you lying on the floor like a sad panda Lucy Fabray ? –She asked me, her gaze was deeply analyzing me. I tried to calm myself down, to return to my bitch' state ... but I couldn't. I burst into tears again and I watched Santana 's eyes widened in shock and looking around if someone was in the bathroom.

- Ok , ok ... I didn't think that was going to affect you like that ... - Santana answered and came close to me. Did I hear right? She has tried to apologize to me. I couldn't believe it.

- Quinn ? -The brunette knelt in front of me and all I did was put my legs against my chest and hide my face in them so she didn't see me in this state. Perfect, my walls had broken down in front of my enemy and I'm feeling exposed to her. I knew very well that she was able to film this and make a parody about what I was living and messed up my life at this school. She was able to make my life a fucking hell ... and I was just giving her what she needed to do it. That'd made me increase my tears.

- Hey… Q , look at me -her voice became very soft and a little worried. I felt her hand trying to raise my eyes and make look at her. When I raised my face , I found those chocolates eyes that once they always looked at me emotionally… long time ago…. and now I she was looking at me like those times – Q, What happened ?

It has been a long time since I've heard her calling me by that nickname. Somehow, it made me relax and trust her a little more, but I knew it was a huge risk to do so.

- I - I ... - I couldn't say anything because I couldn't stop crying loud and I was shaking like crazy.

- Hey ... - Santana came closer and we were two inches away from each other, face to face , and our eyes locked – you know ... though we don't get along now ... I keep worrying about you , okay? So I'm here and you can tell me anything ... - her voice and her look seemed so honest ... the only thing I could do was to lean over and hold on to her.

Surely God had sent her to accompany and protect me, because I've never saw this Santana ... so kind and understanding with me.

-I-I'm – I began to babble in her chest and she pushed me away a little to look at me and understand what I was going to tell her – I-I'm pregnant – I managed to say and I brought my hands to my face to cover my shame. For a moment I heard nothing, I didn't feel any move. I noticed that Santana was also shocked with the news and it made me break into tears once again.

I was shame in person.

- Hey ... shhhh ... come here – in seconds, I felt her arms guiding me to her chest to hold me tight and comfort me - A-are you sure? - she asked me and I sadly nodded my head against her body.

- The five pregnancy test were positive – I said with my voice a little choked and she hugged me even stronger.

- Does Finn know? - Santana asked.

Shit .

It came the worst part now, ... and surely she would hate me even more to know that I was pregnant with Puck , who had been with her for some quite time.

-I-It's not him – I managed to say and felt her body tensed and she pushed me away from her. Her face was confused and her brow was furrowed.

- What? So ...

-P-Puck –I said and I instantly covered my mouth trying to fight the urge to start crying again and the trembling that took possession of me. Her face froze, then blinked several times... as if she were processing the information. Then she swallowed and took a deep breath.

- Everything will be fine –she said softly and turned to hug me. I actually expected her to hit me or slap my face at least ... not this reaction. But I thanked God deeply inside of me ... and Santana, too. I wrapped my arms around her neck and I hid my face there, letting all my feelings flow and allowing her to hold me for a moment.

-I don't want to scare you or anything ... but do you already know what are you going to do? - She asked me after having waited several minutes for me to relax so I could speak.

-No ... but I know that I can't keep the baby – I said as she rubbed my back like a sign that said it doesn't matter what my decision was, she would be there. She was going to stay with me and protect me –I just know I can't stay with him

- Okay ... do not rush it – she whispered trying to calm me down, and surprisingly she was doing it – What if you come tonight to my house and stay over? So we can talk about it –Santana offered and that made me open my eyes in surprise. It had been over a year since I went to her home and had been in touch with the Lopez family. how were they going to receive me? - My parents are traveling ... so no need to worry ... we'll be alone - Santana explained giving me a cocky smile.

-Ok – I accepted and then she stood up and stretched her hand to me.

- Perfect , so ... I don't think you want to go back there now so I'm taking you home –she said – you take your stuff and then you come to my house… what do you think ? - She asked me while I was fixing my cheerios uniform. I just nodded my head with a small smile.

-You can trust me ... Q - Santana approached to hug me again and whispered in my ear. I closed my eyes and for the first time I felt ok , a little happy ... because this situation had gotten my only and old friend back to me. Santana was being so sweet... that it scared me a little.

...

..

.

Once I was ready to go to sleep at Santana's house, I left my room. I looked if there was one of my parents in my house but I saw no one, so I took a paper and wrote in it that I was going to stay to Santana's tonight. I knew it wasn't necessary to do this because my parents wouldn't even realize that I wasn't in home, but still ... I left a note. My parents believe that they were the most religious and respectful couple. They were the worst married couple that I've known, indeed. My father was a womanizer who cheats on my mother and she drowned her sorrows in alcohol trying to forget that. She spent every day creating her own world.

I think that because of that, It was difficult to me to feel something for someone else. I didn't believe in true love and I was sure that only happens in soap operas. I created my own emotional walls, causing the rest of the people were scared of me.

Trying to put my lame reality aside, I took my things and started walking toward the Lopez's house. On the one hand, I was very anxious and nervous about we were going to talk all night ... and I didn't know what conclusion we should draw about…

My baby.

I sighed at the thought of those words. Panic took control over me and It made me realize that I really needed to be accompanied. I felt more grateful to Santana, because if she hadn't been there for me in the bathroom ... I could be able to do anything. ...

I shook my head to try to stop thinking about this issue , even for a while. When I realize I was almost in front of her house. I knocked.

Nothing.

I frowned. Santana was missing and she stood me up. I knew I shouldn't have trusted her ... but for some reason I did. Silly of me. I breathe deeply and knocked patiently again.

Nothing.

Ok.

Maybe she was taking a bath? It could be that, and she might not heard me. I took the handle door and I found out that the house was open. I timidly walked in and I could see that everything was in deep silence.

It was wierd.

- Santana? - I called out for her as I walked into the kitchen.

Nobody.

I walked around the house trying to found her but I didn't. Maybe she were upstairs in her room. I slowly climbed the stairs and I noticed that her bedroom's door was slightly open and then… then I saw that someone was there because the light was on. I was going to call her again, but then I froze when I saw what was happening there with my own eyes. For the second time I wondered if I was living a nightmare or something. If this was a dream, I really need to awake up.

But a moan made me realize that this was definitely real.

Holy shit. (God, forgive for swearing)

As Santana's had discovered a secret of mine , I've just found out hers.

- Ugh ... San ... –it was Brittany's voice . Yes, Brittany Susan Pierce. I was seeing Santana and Brittany making out with my own eyes. The blonde girl was straddling Santana who was devouring her neck with wet kisses. One of her hand was massaging Brittany's breast and the other was lost under her firend's Cheerios uniform.

OH MY GOD.

I wanted to quickly run down the stairs and go to my house so I could stay there for the rest of the night, but I couldn't move. All I did was to watch those two girls. I would have never expected this from them. They were definitely having sex and I was looking at them. A part of me was intrigued in what must feel to be touched like that by Santana.

' What the fuck Fabray ?'

I don't know ...it just ... intrigued me? . I've never felt that pleasure, so I dared to hear Brittany's groans, who didn't seem to be faking in any way. Was I ... turned on? Yes , definitely yes. I couldn't lie. Sawing Santana kissing hungrily the long blond neck , her tongue licking the length of it and sawing how her hand was moving under that skirt ... watching how Brittany 's legs were trembling from the contact , her hips moving and her moans asking for more ...

Yes, I couldn't deny that it was very hot and somehow I was jealous because I could never feel that way with anyone and now -

Nothing.

I shook my head and without shame, I kept looking because my legs were frozen and my eyes couldn't stop looking at them.

-God, Britt ... you're so wet … – Santana whispered with her husky voice. I've never heard her like that and… those words ... that voice ... it sent me shivers down my spine, making me blink for the first time.

-San ... I need you - ugh ! –I saw how Brittany opened her mouth even more after Santana had made something down there. I could tell that Santana had entered her with her fingers. I closed my eyes for a second trying to calm my breath, but knowing that I couldn't do it I kept perving. Both of them were moving in sync. Santana grabbed Brittany tightly at her waist to keep her in that position while she was whispering things in her ear. I've never wanted to be Brittany in my life, but now I was dying to feel what she was feeling. Moreover to watching that everything was real, that… that pleasure wasn't faked it.

Brittany grabbed Santana 's neck to hold on onto something. I was so jealous. I was starting to believe what everyone said about Santana Lopez. I could see with my own eyes that she was amazing in bed. Too bad I couldn't prove it by myself.

'What the fuck, Fabray?' Why was I thinking like this?

Hearing a loud moan of Brittany, I was brought to reality and it was telling me that she's just had the best orgasm in this world.

- I love you - Santana told to the cheerleader. She started kissing every part of her body as she was waiting for her to came back to earth.

- I love you, too – the girl barely answered because she was still shaking and giggling. It was typical of Brittany. Anyone could see the love flowing in their eyes when the two approached their foreheads and then tenderly kissed.

-It was amazing – Brittany admitted causing Santana to smile smugly.

-I know ... I'm amazing in bed –the brunette replied and received a deep kiss from her girl. I felt something in my chest. It was sadness because I realized that I would never feel like that and I would never have that kind of love with someone. So I just admired what my friends had found.

Maybe someday I'll find that person, right? I hope so.

My mind clicked.

I was still there looking at them and I knew that at any moment they could realize for my presence and then… this would really be a nightmare. So I went down the stairs and headed toward front door. I took a deep breath and forced myself to erase those images I saw before. I would have to act as if none of this had happened. It shouldn't be that difficult, right? I was great at acting, after all. So I closed the door a bit too strong but enough for them to hear that someone had arrived.

- Santana ! I'm home! - I scream too loud so they could hear me this time -Lopez !

- I heard you, Fabray… so calm your tits! I'm upstairs with Britt -Britt - Santana replied . I wondered how they would act once I climbed up there…If I was going to feel awkward … I couldn't imagine for them. Although…they proved me wrong…

-Hi –I waved as I slowly walked into the bedroom. I was feeling more uncomfortable than they. Santana and Brittany were smiling widely and they kept looking to each other.

Ok…

-Hi, Quinn! - Brittany came to me to hug me tightly. I wanted to push her away immediately knowing that she was shouting Santana's name minutes before. Ew.

I tried to hide that reaction and waited for her to take off me.

- Hi, barbie –Santana greeted me without moving out her bed and still smiling.

- What were you doing girls? – l know that I was being a bitch because I knew too well what they'd been doing… but Could anyone blame me? I tried to push a little bit and see how they would take it. The two of them looked at each other instantly without hiding what they were thinking, but Santana decided to speak first.

- We were ... just playing a game -the brunette said and Brittany giggled.

'Yeah, a game…'

- Oh? Yes ? what kind of game ? - I push it a little more.

- We wanted to know which of the two of us could last more in -

-last more in holding breath! – Santana shushed Brittany –It was something stupid and it doesn't matter ... well ...Brittany was just leaving - Santana's mood had completely changed and I could see how she had tensed up – Don't you Britt?

- Uh ... yeah – the blonde said a little confused and sad –Bye, Quinn ! –she shouted to me as Santana dragged her outside her bedroom. I didn't know if what I did was right ... but I thought if I was going to be friends with Santana again ... we should start a relationship trusting each other and without secrets. Am I right? I went to the window and spied what was going on down there. They were talking about something I couldn't figure it out but I was amazed how their looks and smiles were connected. I could see the desire that they had to kiss passionately again but both of them were trying to hide it. Brittany slowly started going away and her arm was stretching and releasing Santana's hand. When I heard the door had been closed , I sat on the bed without doubting it twice and waited for Santana.

-I know everything, Santana –that's all I said once she came in.

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