A/U : I have a feeling writing two fanfics at the same time isn't probably going to be my smartest idea, but im willing to accept the challenge.
This storyline is a little different.
I swear fabrevans gives me chest pains.
For starters; this is an alternative universe glee fanfic.
This is only my second fanfic, so i know my writing isn't as good as most of the fabrevans stories on here yet, so bare with me!
Anyway, i hope you guys do enjoy this story! *sits and waits nervously*
- and thank you to the people that are following 'You Could Be My Sanity' as well.
Prologue;
"I love you." He told her.
"Don't say something you don't mean." She whispered in response, looking back down at the cot where the infant laid wrapped in a white, cloth-like blanket, eyes shut tightly together, releasing silent breathes every 3 seconds.
He walked away after that, much to her relief. She watched him push through the wooden double doors of the hospital, and disappear amongst the crowded hallway of nurses and patients. Had those three words been genuine, maybe events and circumstances would have turned out much differently, but they weren't. They had been entwined with false emotions and cold lies, and putting an end to them felt like a great weight had finally been lifted from her shoulders.
She didn't move from her spot by the window for hours, she just remained still, observing the newborn as it slept peacefully, the corners of her mouth twitching upwards whenever the child's eyelashes fluttered delicately every so often in response to the stirring of others in the room. She was perfect.
Her gaze then trailed upwards to the little whiteboard hooked carefully above the cot, scanning the words that had been neatly scribbled onto it by one of the red-haired nurses that morning;
Elise Puckerman
29th April 2014 ; 02:27
7.5lbs.
However, the sound of the door swinging open with such an unnecessary force, suddenly interrupted her trance and she turned her attention to the entrance to see the red-haired nurse from before standing in the doorway, her hand still gripping onto the handle as she gave her a nervous look before speaking,
"Quinn, your father's here."
Quinn's eyes widened at her words, and whilst biting down her bottom lip anxiously, she responded with a slow nod. Taking a final glance at Elise, she reluctantly followed the nurse into the corridor, neither of them breathing another word.