So guys, this is my first fic that I'm actually really into writing. I know it sounds stupid as its the first chapter, but I've had all these ideas for ages and writing them down is an awesome release of tension and stress. So be kind to me and review so I can find out what you guys think and what you think I've done good or bad... constructive criticism would be good. Hate just makes me want to stop writing. It happened last time :'(. Anyway... I'll stop rambling now and get on with it... I hope you enjoy!
Quinn watched from the bleachers as Santana, Brittany and the rest of the Cherios run laps. Due to the Captain and Co-captain being 2 minutes late to practice, Sue had made the cheerleading squad run twenty laps around the field.
"San, Britt, this better teach you not to be late to practice again. MOVE FASTER!" Sue screamed down the megaphone she was holding.
They speed up, but 3 girls have already passed out and another two have thrown up. They're on lap 18 now so the torture is nearly over. Quinn looked down and shook her head, glad that she didnt have to put up with this any longer. She sighed knowing that after tonight's practice Santana was going to be extra grumpy.
She again looked down, but this time at her bump. It had gotten bigger in the last month or so and was now noticeable.
She remembered back to the day her father found out about her pregnancy. They were eating dinner at the table that was usually saved for special occasions. At each end of the table were Quinns parents; Russell and Judy Fabray, and either side was Quinn and her then boyfriend Finn Hudson. Her father had invited Finn for a formal dinner as soon as he found out they were dating. They'd just finished their main dish when Finn stood up and announced that he was going to sing. Quinn told him to sit down, though he refused and told her he was going to do it regardless as he needed to get it off of his chest. he had started singing and less than a minute into the song, after Finn had sung the lyrics 'But you're having my baby', Russell had stopped him. Quinn and Judy stared at him open mouthed and wide eyed. He just stared at his hands and shifted awkwardly on his feet. Quinn took a daring glance at her father, whose face had gone red, his eyes wider than his wife's and daughter's and a vein in his forehead threatening to burst at any given moment.
Her father's words came out calmer than anyone could have expected; "You have exactly 30 minutes to pack your things and get out of my house, before I throw you out. You are no daughter of mine."
Quinn and Judy stood up in protest. "But daddy!" Quinns whine was one of absolute grief and powerlessness as he shook his head angrier than before.
"I'm not your 'daddy'! Now go before I change my mind and kick you out right now!" Russell let the anger show in his voice before calmly looking at his wife, "Sit down and finish your meal."
Judy did so reluctantly, staring down tearfully at her plate, not looking at Quinn once.
Quinn sighed as she remembered the half an hour that followed going past as a blur, a blur of her packing things into any bag she could find, filling each one until they could barely zip up. They were full of clothes, other necessities and the things that were most important to her. She was feeling sick to her stomach and this wasn't helped by the fact Finn was standing at her door watching her, awkward as ever.
"Quinn.. I.. I'm sorry..." Finn stumbled out, making Quinn snap inside.
"Sorry? You're fucking sorry?! I've lost my family because of you and all you can say is sorry?" Quinn screamed at him, she turned around and told him to leave. He did. She followed soon after without as much as a goodbye from her parents.
Quinn was snapped out of her thoughts and brought back to the present when Brittany came bounding up the bleachers towards her.
"Hey Q!" She grinned and pulled the pregnant teen into her arms for a warm, gentle and loving hug. Quinn laughed at the other blondes antics.
"Hey Britt-Britt."
Quinn then looked behind her to see a mumbling Latina only now arriving at Quinns seat. "Hey Sanny!"
"Q..." Santana was clearly angry at their coach. "Come on, Britt we can shower at mine while Q sets up the DVD player."
"Sure." The two blondes said at the same time making them both giggle and Santana crack a grin.
I know it's short, but this is just the start and I promise they'll be longer. Please REVIEW. I wanna know if I should continue and what you want to hear in this story. I know there is no Quinntana... yet ;) there will be because Quinntana is endgame... end of. Until next time :*