Your Star Is Forever On My Sleeve: Prologue

My name is Quinn Fabray and I am slowly drowning. How I wish I could tie stones to my feet and sink, but I won't. I still think she's out there, some where, alive. That little thought, that speck of hope, is the only thing keeping me afloat.

Every day is like the last. Every week is like the one before. Every month is like all the rest. Every year is like the previous, but worse, a lot worse.

I know what little chance there is to find her, but I pray we will. Every morning, every night, I bow my head and cry, asking God for a little help, even a little assurance that she is out there. He may not pull through, but I refuse to give up. She is my one and only. She is what I need. I will continue to drown without her and even though there's a slim chance she's still alive, I still believe.

I hear her at night in my dreams. That year we spent together, filled with memories, I absolutely refuse to forget, replays in my mind throughout night and they continue into the day as I'm forced to work for some amount of money. I can barely get out of bed in the morning, and I often find myself questioning how I managed to do so when I was in college. But her fathers' words and my mother's persistence made me at least try to stay the girl she fell in love with. I managed the torturous four years, but I honestly don't believe I am still that girl. I wonder if she was found tomorrow, if she'd still love me for all I am. I doubt it. And that hits me almost more than her disappearance itself.

My name is Quinn Fabray. The true love of my life was taken from me only after a year of her being mine. I am now 24 years old and have not seen or heard from her since our high school graduation, 6 years ago. Yet, her star is always on my sleeve, now, in a more permanent way than she knows.

My name is Quinn Fabray and no matter what happens, I will always be in love with Rachel Berry.

A/N: Hello World. I am young. Not young enough to not read some of the stories on this site, but not old enough to be considered an 'adult.' So I've been a little intimidated by this site and the writers on it. That's why I haven't uploaded any stories after a year of reading stories on this site. So be kind and review because I won't continue if no one reads it. Thanks(:

And Faberry. Yeah, they're hot. Any followers out there, Happy November 5th!