"I'm in love with Rachel Berry."

The words rolled off her tongue so easily, and just felt so damn right, that Quinn Fabray questioned why she'd waited this long to tell her Mother, why it'd taken so long just to rack up enough courage to let everyone in Lima know that Quinn had feelings for none other but Rachel Berry. It felt like a weight - no an entire elephant- was lifted off of the eighteen year olds shoulder.

Quinn heard the clink of the fork hit her Mother's plate faster than she her green eyes could even notice her Mother's shock. Quinn had never exactly had loving parents, but she thought that maybe now that her Father was gone maybe her Mother and her could finally start bonding. Just like other mothers and daughters around Lima. But judging by the words coming out of Mother's mouth, the two were long away from that special bonding stage.

"Are you crazy, Lucy?" Judy questioned her with a scowl. Her eyes possessed so much hatred in just one look at her now trembling daughter. Quinn wasn't expecting this, she thought her mom would understand, and maybe for once comfort her daughter through a rough and confusing time in her life. That was definitely not the case here. Tears rolled down her Mother's cheeks before Quinn could even open her mouth in shock. "I just want a normal family! For once, Quinn! Is a normal daughter too much to ask for?"

Judy stood up from the wooden chair to emphasize her disappointment in her daughter. In her life. Quinn could feel her heart breaking inside her chest and somehow managed to speak through the sobs that were currently stuck in the girl's throat.

"You think this isn't hard for me, Mom?" Quinn fired back, dropping her fork and standing up in retaliation. There was no way her Mother was going to be the superior one here. "You think I don't want to change who I am? How I feel?"

Quinn could hear the deep breaths of her Mother across the unnecessarily long table that stood between the two Fabrays. The loudest silence filled the air for what felt like forever to Quinn. The two just stared at each other through tear blurred eyes. Until Judy hung her head, unable to look at her Daughter's face anymore.

"Just go to your room, Quinn," Judy told her daughter in a surprisingly soft tone. A sound escaped Quinn's voice to protest, but her Mother just repeated what she'd said before with clenched teeth, now looking up into Quinn's broken eyes.

"Why can't we just talk about it?" Quinn asked with a shaky voice, not moving a muscle or following her Mother's request. "I'm scared, mom. I really need you right now," She added, watching as her Mother shook her head and shifted her focus to a vase in the room that she obviously wasn't interested in at the time. "Why can't you just talk to me?" Quinn pleaded, her voice cracking in the middle to hold back another sob.

"I have nothing to say to you," Was her Mother's reply. And with that, Quinn was gone. The conversation wasn't going anywhere and it certainly wasn't going to help anything.

"Q-Quinn, what's going on?" The brunette's shaken, but still beautiful voice filled the empty coffee shop. Rachel wielded her way through the many tables in the way of the table in the corner Quinn had selected for the both of them. "I mean, I asked you in my text but you didn't reply. Is it me, is it something I did? I'm so-"

"Rachel, stop," Quinn told the panicked girl that she was so in love with in every way possible. Rachel's voice dropped and she said nothing as she made her way to the chair in front of Quinn. Once she'd sat down Rachel found Quinn's hand underneath the table and didn't hesitate to entangle her hands with the blondes.

"It's not you," Quinn continued, feeling reassured by just the touch of the woman's hand. Rachel opened her mouth to question Quinn, obviously eager to find out what made Quinn send those urgent texts to meet her at the Lima Bean, but shut it when Quinn started to talk again. "I told my mom."

"About Yale?" Rachel cluelessly asked, obviously confused why Quinn's mother would be upset if this were truly the case. Quinn shook her head moving her glance from Rachel's beautiful eyes to their hands interlocked on the table. "Then what, Quinn? I-I don't get it."

After taking a deep breath and closing her eyes the words rushed out of her mouth, "I told her about us, Rachel. I told her I loved you." After a moment of silence and a quiet 'Oh' from Rachel, Quinn opened her green eyes to try to stay strong for her girlfriend.

"Quinn, it doesn't matter what she thinks, honey," Rachel assured her girlfriend with a soft tone, squeezing the girls slightly trembling hands to add strength to Quinn. Rachel felt a pang of hurt flooding through her body as she saw tears form in Quinn's eyes, struggling to stay put and not fall down her face.

"I tell myself that everyday," Quinn replied blankly, avoiding eye contact with Rachel and instead pretending to be particularly interested with a plant in the corner of the coffee shop. "But I still just, I-I just can't believe what I say. That her opinion doesn't matter, cause it does, Rachel. Sh-she's my mom." The tears couldn't take it any more and started flowing down the blonde's cheeks. "I just want my mom to love me."

Rachel could feel her own heart breaking, so pained by the sight of the girl she loved looking so devastating over something Rachel couldn't control.

"Quinn…" Rachel mumbled, rising from her seat and moving towards Quinn. She wrapped her arms around the crying girl and Quinn did not object. Rachel tried her best to comfort her but even Rachel's kisses on the top of her head weren't consoling the broken girl.

Quinn finally raised her head, using her coat sleeve to wipe away some tears, and for the first time in half an hour she finally looked Rachel straight in her eyes. Oh God, those eyes. Those beautiful, heavenly eyes, had tears formed in them as well, which killed Quinn. Quinn had seen Rachel hurt too many times, and she was the reason every single time.

It was that moment that Quinn decided that she'd do anything she could not to hurt that girl. That she'd make sure she never had to see that look ever again. So Quinn did what she did best, she left.

"I can't do this anymore, Rachel," Quinn told Rachel with an incredibly shaky voice. "I just can't."

There was the face. But Quinn had to ignore it, she knew Rachel would get over it and someday those eyes wouldn't be so broken and distant, Rachel's heart would be less scarred. She knew that would only happy without Quinn Fabray there to constantly hurt her.

Ignoring the hurt noise that came out of Rachel's throat, Quinn sprung out of her chair, heading straight for the exit.

"That's it?" She heard Rachel call from behind her. "You're just going to give up on us that easily, Quinn? After everything we've been through together?"

It took everything Quinn had to keep walking to her car without collapsing to the ground in sobs.