Hey guys, this is my first song fic but I hope you like it. If I get enough love for it I'll write Quinn's reply so review!

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee... blah blah... Quinn's not mine (Unfortunately) But btw... who owns her rights? Because I will gladly buy her off you :)

To My Dearest Quinn,

Easy come, easy go
That's just how you live, oh

When I fell in love with you, I fell hard. I heard the warnings from my friends, I knew your history of heartbreak. But to me it didn't matter, I loved you.

Take take take it all
But you never give

My life, my 'friends'. They're all gone now. I know I wasn't exactly popular before we dated but still, I was never this unpopular. Now I get spat at in the streets, insults are shouted at me when I'm walking through through with my two gay Dads, even the teachers act like they hate me. You don't get any of this though. You're still Quinn Fabray, golden girl. You're the girl every guy wants ad now you've come out every girl wants you too. It's so unfair. I know I sound like a stroppy two year old, but it's not.

Should've known you was trouble
From the first kiss

Had your eyes wide open
Why were they open?

Our first kiss. As dreamlike as I had always fantasised. We had been behind the bleachers smoking with the Skanks. Yes, I was smoking; yet another awful thing I did to myself, just so we could spend some extra time together. You were lounging on a thriftstore couch and I remember thinking to myself how the pattern on it complimented your skin tone. That peachy flawless tone which ran down each smooth crevice of your petite torso, giving you an airbrushed glow. God damnit. I need to stop thinking about you Quinnie. Anyway, the other skanks needed to go buy some more food to throw up but your legs ached from smoking all day so you stayed behind. Obviously, I stayed with you. I bit my bottom lip once we were alone, several sexual fantasies running through my head. My eyes glazed over and I was a million miles away when you patted the empty space beside you on the battered old couch. I looked up startled, then realized it was an invitation. I shuffled over and sat awkwardly on the edge, shooting you a wary glance. I know I loved you and all but still, the only time you'd ever done that, was just before you'd slapped me because I took too long a drag on your last cigarette. However this time was different, you gently clasped my waist and pulled me farther back, so my ass was sitting comfortably by your crotch. I jumped at the warm, soft feel of your hands on my tiny waist. I gave a little gasp, could this really be happening? You murmured that it could and that was when I realized that I had spoken my thoughts aloud. I felt my insides churning with pleasure, as I became aware that those fantasies I had been dreaming about just a few minutes ago, now had a major possibility of becoming true. I subconciously licked my lips as you gazed at me, your expression a mix of lust and yearning. I had waited for this moment so long and now it was finally here. You stroked the upside of my hand and slowly clutched it to my own petite breasts which were a soft tawny brown. I noticed the cute brown mole right above your left breast, placed perfectly as to draw attention. I bit my bottom lip which evidently turned you on; as you immediately clutched at the top of my arm, crushing our lips urgently to each other. Then it was perfect. Your soft, velvety lips connecting with mine, making my heart pound and my face flush. All that mattered in that moment was me and you, us together. I could feel your accelerated heartbeat almost matching the speed of mine, thumping and thumping so fast I thought I would explode. Or fly. We were flying, together as one. Floating, weightless. Until of course it was shattered. The Skanks came back and yelled at you, then Santana found out and all hell broke loose. Called me a leprechaun for no apparent reason, as I'm not Irish, dwarf or troll would be more appropriate to be honest. You denyed it obviously, until you realised they had all blatantly seen you and then you simply said you didn't know what you were thinking. Thanks.

Gave you all I had
And you tossed it in the trash
You tossed it in the trash, you did

You know what I gave you. I was stupid enough to think that you had changed, after the whole first kiss incident I had vowed to get over you. However, one weak night and night where I was feeling low and unloved. You came back to me.

I was in the shower, pleasuring myself over the memory of earlier in the day, when I saw you flick your hair. Your beautiful golden locks tumbling over those perfectly sculpted shoulders. It looks so much better now you decided to grow it out and bleach it back to it's usual angelic blonde. I shuddered as a spurt of thick creamy cum errupted from my glistening folds. Ughh, I still loved you so much, there was no way of denying it anymore. I couldn't get over you then and I still can't now. I heard a sharp tap-tap-tap on my bathroom door, it was Mum announcing your arrival. I told her to send you up, whilst I hastily cleaned myself off and covered my petite frame with a fluffy blue bathroom towel. The door groaned in protest as you pushed it open, timidly and asking my name, "Rachel?". I took a sharp intake of breath as your bashful, hazel eyes sweeped my poorly covered torso and then proceeded to bite my lip when I realized you liked what you saw.

"Hey baby girl," you murmured, taking a demure step towards me.

"Quinn," I stated, my voice quavering and threatening to crack. You simply stared at me then clasped my clammy palms in your own, causing my towel to drop from around me leaving my tanned yet bloated body on show to the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I flushed crimson, embarrassed to have this natural beauty see each and every one of my flaws. You licked your top lip with your warm, moist tongue and then grasped my waist, your warm enclosed crotch pulled against my bare one. I stared into your alluring hazel eyes as you carressed my moist spongey lips with your delicate finger touch. I gasped as my clit throbbed painfully, aroused and hungry. I stroked your delicate frame downwards, until I reached the strechy waistband of your floral skirt. I pulled it gently down and when my head rose back up it was in direct height with your vagina. I was about to engage in the first sexual relations I had ever been in, that you would later come to deny and apparently regret. That's right Quinn Fabray, you stole my virginity, and you can never give it back.

I would go through all this pain
Take a bullet straight through my brain
Yes I would die for you, baby
But you won't do the same
No, no, no, no

I still love you Quinn. I always have and I think I always will, they say you never forget your first love or your first time and you were both for me, so you are eternally engraved in me Quinn Fabray and whether you like it or not, I will never stop fighting for you so if you ever need me or change your mind I will be there. I love you and I wish you were mine every minute I breathe but I know you don't love me back. I'm not going to say that's okay because for me it's not, but at the end of the day it's your choice and I love you no matter what. I just want you to be happy, Quinnie. Just do whatever makes you happy.

All my love,

Rachel B. Berry

xxxx

So that's it guys, hope you enjoyed it! Remember, review! I have Quinn's reply planned and everything and it might not be what you're expecting so get reviewing now! 3xxxx