Here's another short drabble for you guys. I wrote it last week and forgot to post it until now so its kinda AU but not. Anyway, this is unbetaed but I hope you like it anyway. Reviews are loved!
"Do you ever wonder what it would of been like if we'd kept her?" Puck asks her softly one after noon as he takes a seat next to her in the empty bleachers.
"Every day," she replies a few tears slipping from her eyes. He wraps an arm around her shoulder and she lets him because Beth was his daughter too and he's bascially the only person who comes close to understanding how she feels right now. She leans her head against his shoulder, the bright pink hair in stark contrast to his black t-shirt. "She'd be walking by now. And starting to talk too." She mumbles brushing a few stray tears out of her eyes.
"I know." He whispers squeezing her to him just a bit tighter. She knows he's given her space over the past year only because she'd asked for it. But when she looked into his eyes, all she say was her baby girl staring back at her and it broke her heart all over again every time.
"A little trouble maker I bet. My hair and laugh, your eyes and devilish grin. Beautiful. Stubborn. Wonderful. And she probably would of been a total daddy's girl."
She's not sure when she turned into such a masochist, but she can picture the little girl so clearly in her head and its almost like some other force is making her talk about this with Puck.
"I don't believe that for a second. Yeah she would of had me wrapped around her finger, but you'd be the one she'd of wanted the rest of the time."
She smiles sadly at him and he wipes the tears away from her face. "We did the right thing," she says to him. Its the same thing she's been repeating to herself for the past year and three months. They made sure she'd have everything she needed in life. Everything she deserved, but that fact didn't make her heart ache any less.
"I know." He replies looking up at the sky. "We need to make a decision. Because I'm not...I can't do this without you Quinn." He tells her looking her in the eyes. She nods her head and gets lost in her thoughts for a few moments. Earlier in the week Shelby had walked back into their lives with the proposition of letting them be a part of their daughter's life.
"I just...I don't know if I can be apart of her life without being her mother Puck. I think that would kill me to be honest."
"I know. But which is better? Seeing how she grows up and getting to be a part of that? Or pining away for eighteen years and waiting for her to come find us, if she even does?"
She sniffles and wipes away the stubborn tears that keep falling from her eyes. Since the day she signed those her adoption papers she's felt like she's been walking around like an empty shell of a person. She didn't know how to be anymore without the little bundle of pink that she carried for eight months and held only a handful of times. She missed Beth so much that she physically ached everyday with longing for what could of been. She's been so lost since she gave away her daughter, searching for anything to make her feel alive again.
"Let's meet her. And if it hurts too much we'll just tell Shelby that we can't." She tells him standing up and pulling him with her.
"Okay. Where are we going?"
"Shelby told me I couldn't see her like this. Can you take me to Santana's? Apparently she has a bottle of peroxide with my name on it."
"Of course." He loops his arm around her shoulders and the two teens make their way out of the bleachers and over to the parking lot. She's still lost and she still aches, but maybe Shelby coming back will be a blessing in disguise.