A/N: I don't own Glee nor the characters within. Okay. So, after I wrote this Piece (below), I found myself writing more random drabbles from all three of the girls' points of view. So that's what this is. Each chapter will include two different drabbles (this one technically has three because I've included the Piece), so two different points of view. They have no word limit (though as seems really common for me they get longer with each one XD). Thank you, and on with the show.
Boredly chewing on her Red Vine, Santana almost spat it out when Quinn and Rachel, practically vibrating with excitement and bursting with love-sick smiles, announced to the glee club that they were getting married.
Instead, the candy turned to ash in her mouth and stomach.
"What," she hissed, the breath gone from her lungs, her throat constricting, "What the fuck?"
Rachel's dark eyes begged for forgiveness even as Santana stumbled past her. "Santana – !"
"No," Santana croaked, out in the hall and whirling around, tears in her eyes, "We broke up two months ago. That's… That's enough time for… This?"
Santana's convinced that's why they broke up now. Because Rachel had always wanted Quinn. No matter the promises of love and the nights they spent wrapped up in each other's lives and arms. Sure, Santana knew that Rachel and Quinn had started dating, but she hadn't thought it would last. Rachel just needed time. She'd come back.
She'd come back.
...
She wasn't coming back.
Quinn knew she was being selfish. She'd always been in love with Rachel. Even when she dated Finn, when she dated Jesse, and especially when she dated Santana. Because Quinn Fabray knew that Rachel was meant to be hers.
She got her chance when Rachel and Santana broke up. Showing up at Rachel's house with Barbra and vegan ice cream in hand, she'd never left. She gave Rachel her arms to hold, traded Santana's shape for her own to Rachel to mold to. She'd taken advantage of Rachel's sadness, but she didn't feel that guilty. It was going to happen anyway, so why bother feeling bad?
Rachel was hers. It was meant to be. How else could their hearts beat together? Why else would Rachel have accepted her marriage proposal?
Quinn knew she was being selfish. But if Rachel was hers, she'd be as selfish as long she needed to be.