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Rivergron's lunch date just gave me so much feels. I know, that's five days ago, but...
Anyways here's another chapter, I hope you like it!
CHAPTER 2
Marley, Quinn's assistant came inside the studio. "Ms. Fabray, you have a guest…with your coffee. Should I let her in?" the skinny girl asked with a tight lip smile.
"Yeah." Quinn said excitedly.
A girl with a tray of coffee entered the studio after Marley stepped out. The smile was plastered in her face. Although, the girl didn't look anything like Quinn expected to. She's not being judgmental or anything, but she mentally cursed Mercedes. She thought Mercedes was pulling a prank on her.
"Lady Di, here's your coffee." The girl smiled. "Boss said she hopes you like it."
Quinn let out a relief sigh and so did Sugar. "That's good to know." Sugar said and earned a smile from the girl not really knowing what she meant.
Quinn said thank you and the girl stepped outside. She said 'boss' so it meant it wasn't Santana. She guessed she just have to wait a bit longer.
The coffees continued to arrive every morning. The coffee was delivered by different people each morning. Quinn wondered if Santana was one of them, but she doubted it. She thinks that if ever Santana will ever give her a coffee personally, she'd feel it. She'll know it's her.
Until one day, she decided to ask, "The person that requested you to bring this coffee. Where is she?"
"She's at the lobby." The red haired girl smiled.
Quinn didn't waste any time and proceeded to the lobby immediately. When she got there, there weren't too many people, but there was a particular brunette that caught her attention. The girl was just about to exit but Quinn called out, "Santana?!" It was a question.
The brunette turned her head where the voice came from. For Quinn, the world seems to be in a slow motion mode. It was cliché, she knows, but it really felt like it. It was that feeling that she was talking about, that feeling that she would know if it was actually her.
She walked towards the girl. It is her, Quinn thought to herself. "Santana." She stated.
Santana just smiled. She was shy. She always appeared so confident and intimidating but not this time. She was stunned. It is 'Lady Di' the DJ that she listens to everyday, and now she's in front of her.
"Lady Di." She replied. She didn't took a step forward, they weren't physically close but it were the closest that she's ever been with anyone, Santana thought to herself.
Since then, Santana personally delivers Quinn's coffee, sometimes with flowers, sometimes with gifts.
One of the things that impressed Quinn is that when she found out that she wasn't the only one who receives a coffee each morning, Santana makes sure that Sugar also gets and other DJs also gets their share.
Quinn felt special nonetheless. After all, she's the only one who gets Hello Kitty collectibles together with her coffee. It might not be obvious, but it isn't a secret to anyone that Quinn likes Hello Kitty. Don't get the wrong impression, she wasn't too girly, it just has something to do with the fact that the last thing that her father gave her before he passed away was a Hello Kitty doll.
She didn't forget to thank Mercedes, by the way, for being a bridge for their meeting. She is one of the reasons why, nowadays, she is genuinely happy. She is happy where her relationship with Santana is going. They weren't together, sure, but she's happy and for now that was enough.
It was Marley that first asked jokingly, "Are you courting my sister?" Marley was answered with a 'no' from Quinn, although she thinks the opposite.
There was no courting that's happening though, at least in Santana's part.
It was one of those moments that Quinn asks herself, 'What are they?' But she would always shrug it off and try not to make things complicated.
Quinn and Santana have known each other for months now.
It was a usual thing for the two to go on dates, sometimes with their friends, sometimes with their families, and sometimes just the two of them.
Tonight they were with Kitty, Jake and Tina; Santana's friends and co-workers.
They're on a bar called Elements.
"You really look good together." Tina teased.
Quinn smiled, "Not really." She answered in a shy tone. "Just a little bit."
"Why is it that you're not together?" Tina questioned. "She seems really happy when she's with you." The Asian girl added.
Quinn just rolled her eyes, acting casual and playing it cool while Santana is just drinking and savoring her drink. "Nuh-uh." She scoffed. "I don't know with her." Quinn continued to talk, maybe it's the alcohol that gives her the confidence, "Sometimes I even want to ask her if" she looked at Santana beside her, "DO you like me? Or You like me?" she said casually like it was a form of a joke.
Santana smile went bigger. "Kidding." Quinn said with a tap on Santana's shoulder. Guess the alcohol wasn't enough. The rest of them laughed.
That was the cue that the tall blonde girl, who's been eyeing Santana for quite some time now, entered the picture. "So you're not together, right?" she pointed at Santana and Quinn.
Santana was still smiling and brought her glass of wine down. Quinn was putting on her best smile, fake smile rather and shook her head.
"So it's okay if I sit here, right?" The taller blonde more likely stated as she sat beside Santana and putting her hand on the Latina's leg and the other hand on the back of her neck. Quinn didn't know what pissed her more, the guts of the blonde girl, or the fact that Santana doesn't seem to mind. "I'm more comfortable here than my own seat." The girl flirtatiously said.
"You'll find lots of chair beside here." Quinn stated with bitterness.
"But you're not together." The taller blonde replied to Quinn then looked at Santana, "Right?"
"Uh." Santana said awkwardly, her body tensing with the stranger's touches. She shook her head. "No were not." She didn't notice the frown that formed on Quinn's face.
The blonde stranger clapped her hand, "So we're all just friends here! Whoo!" she said stretching her arms upward and kissing Santana's cheek. Santana laughed at the girl's bubbliness. Her co-workers seem to be confused whether to be amused with the view.
Quinn is a DJ, not an actress, so she didn't bother to pretend that what's going on in front of her was okay. She stood up and walked straight to her car.
Santana didn't have the time to excuse herself to her co-workers and just followed Quinn.
When Quinn noticed that Santana was following her she fastened her walk that Santana didn't able to catch her before she got into her car. "Quinn." The brunette said as she taps the window of the DJ's car. She tried to open the car door but it was locked. "What's the problem?" she asked. Quinn started the engine. "Hey! Wait."
Santana then searched for her own car key and stepped inside her car beside Quinn's, and followed the girl.
Quinn is angry. "Friend? We're just friends?" she said to herself frustrated as she was driving. "What the fuck is that?! Is there a person who sends coffee each morning everyday?" she sobs. They can't be just friends. Santana should know that there was something more. Santana didn't act like they were just friends. "So you just friendzoned me? Is that it?" Quinn said angrily as if Santana can hear her.
Santana was able to block Quinn's car by then. She stopped her car in the middle of the highway and stepped out of her car. There were honking from other drivers but Santana didn't mind.
When Santana positioned herself beside Quinn's car, she avoided to make eye contact. She didn't want Santana to see her cry. She was looking the other way while Santana insists on talking to her. "Quinn! Open the damn door." Santana said in frustration.
Quinn just honked her car. "Quinn! Why are you being like that? What's your problem?" Quinn flinched at Santana's angry voice. "Talk to me. Please." Santana said in a sudden softer tone. Quinn just tapped her car window, motioning Santana to leave her alone.
Santana, although she didn't really want to, went inside her own car and drove away.
'This song is for all those girls that fell in love, expected and got hurt badly, this is for you.' Lady Di said missing her usual bubbly tone. "And more importantly, this is for me."
She played the song 'Try Sleeping With A Broken Heart'
She's broken hearted. She chose to distant herself from Santana, until she can answer Quinn what they are, or what she meant to her. Quinn believes that a person doesn't do all those thing that Santana did just for nothing.
She felt the same feeling she feels with all her other relationships that ended; she felt left. She knows that Santana didn't leave her; she does, but before they come to that point Quinn decided to be the one to leave. She was sad and angry.
Sugar was looking at the blonde intently. "I miss your smile." She said to Quinn sympathetically.
Quinn who was lost on her own thoughts looked at Sugar, and then tried to smile. She faked a smile. "There you go, I smiled." Then smiled again and sighed, then looked down.
"Faker." Sugar said knowingly.
Quinn just continued looking down. She is silent for a while. Until her phone vibrated. She immediately grabbed and took a look at it, but she fast as she grabbed the phone, she threw it at her desk.
"Expectiiiing." Sugar tried to sound cheerful but she failed. "Anyone who expects, Friend, gets hurt."
Quinn tried to maintain her composure, if there is, but she failed because she's now crying. "Why is it like that?" she asked Sugar as if the girl was supposed to know the answer.
"If she really like you, she'll come to you, if not…then stop." Sugar said seriously. Quinn wiped her tears with her right thumb. "Stop." Sugar repeated.
"We go on dates, she buys me flowers, give me expensive gifts, simple gifts, that can't be just friends." She said as if she's trying to convince herself too. "But it can be just friends, doesn't it?" she said defeated. And cried more but stopped when it's time to get back to work.
'Girls. Don't be deceived with anyone that's just playing nice, those people hot and good looking people but will just make you expect for nothing, huh? Okay?' Quinn wasn't crying, but anyone who listens to her in a daily basis can tell that she's lacking of joy, of happiness.
'Girls. Don't be deceived with anyone that's just playing nice, those people hot and good looking people but will just make you expect for nothing, huh? Okay?-'
Santana turned off the public radio that was on their workspace.
"Why did you turn it off?" a guy, that Santana didn't really cared who, complained. "We're listening."
"I don't care. Did you care when you people who listen to that DJ force us to hear her irritating remarks?" Santana said with venom intimidating the guy and causing him to keep quiet. Santana didn't mean the word she said of course. She just said that for the sake of saying something.
Her act didn't went unnoticed by Rachel, who has been bothering her to give them another chance, insisting that she knows that Santana still love her and all that crap.
Rachel just minded her own business until lunch break. Much in Santana's surprise, Rachel gave her a cake with a note saying 'Sorry. I 3 you. I miss you.'
Santana looked at her making sure that she looked like she's not in the mood to talk. But it's Rachel, she didn't really care as long as she wants to say something.
She sat across the table where Santana is sitting. Santana sighed. Rachel held Santana's hands that were on the table but Santana pulled it away.
"I know why you didn't pursue your relationship with that woman. It's because of me, isn't it?" There was truth in Rachel's words. Santana knows it but she's too stubborn to accept it, too angry at Rachel to accept it. "I know you're mad at me. You were angry at me and you still are because you're still hurt. You get hurt because you care, Santana."
"Don't you dare make this about you." Santana glared at the girl sitting across her. "I hate you. I can hate you for the rest of my life without caring about you."
Rachel flinched at her words but didn't back down. She knows that Santana is trying to scare her but that wouldn't work, it never did since Santana proved to her that how much she loved her. That same love that Rachel knew she wasted. But she was hoping she could make it work. People make mistakes, right? What should be important now is that she was sorry.
Rachel licked her lips before speaking, "You know that I still love you. I made a mistake, I admit that, but it doesn't make me love you less."
"It didn't mean that you love me enough, either." Santana said before she stood up and walked away. She wanted to say more, how bad she hurt her, how much of a crap she made her feel but she didn't have the energy to. Much of her energy was spent thinking about a certain blonde.
Rachel grabbed her wrist before she could completely walk out on her. "Let's start over again. Please, Babe. Please." Rachel begged.
Quinn, Sugar, Marley, Tina and Kitty were on a café. They've been hanging out since Santana and Quinn insisted on having a get together weekends. This was the first time though, that Quinn was with Santana's friends without Santana's presence. They were on a café where she and Santana used to go, by the way.
"Lady Di, how are you and Santana?" Tina asked, Santana don't really talk about Quinn with her, especially when it concerns feelings and stuff like that. But she can see Santana being her old grumpy self though.
"I don't know. We're not really on speaking terms lately." She shrugged. "Maybe she forgot about me." Quinn joked half-heartedly. It's been a month since they last talked. "How is she anyway?"
"She filed a leave at work. She said she's confused. It has probably something to do with your fight, work and Rachel." Kitty answered the other blonde. Quinn just sighed.
"Why are you even fighting anyway?" Marley asked curiously.
"If you're really just friends, then be a friend to her." Sugar said in a way that Quinn couldn't comprehend. "Ask her how she's doing."
"I liked her very much, Jake, really." Santana confessed. "But I don't know how or where to start. I didn't come from a well-known family. So, I don't know how to deal with someone like her. I'm only used at dealing with, you know, 'ordinary people'" And by ordinary she particularly meant Rachel.
Jake shrugged. "The moment you started on giving her flowers and gifts, the moment you decided to ask her on dates, you started to make a move on her. Maybe not on your part, but for Quinn it meant something more than just friendship."
"So…you think she likes me too?" Santana asked and Jake looked at her with a 'seriously?' look. The Latina just smiled and nodded.
"Are you sure you don't love Rachel anymore?" Jake asked and Santana nodded immediately and uttered 'nope'. She's lying though. She would always love Rachel, and maybe even hate her at the same time but she will always love her. But she's Santana's past, and she realized that maybe she was never even in love with the girl because she didn't even reach half the level that Quinn makes her feel. But she wouldn't tell Jake that. Because if she did then she would have to tell him that she's in love with Quinn, and Santana didn't want Jake to be the first to hear that.
"Then all you have to do now is ask her to be your girlfriend. And you might get the girl."
Quinn thought that maybe Sugar was right, so she didn't hesitate to call Santana immediately.
"How are you?" Quinn started when she received a 'hello' from the Latina.
"I'm okay now." Santana said genuinely with a smile on her face.
"What do you mean 'I'm okay now'?" Quinn wondered if the other girl meant that she's okay without her now. The mere idea scared Quinn.
Before Quinn could think of any worse ideas, Santana spoke, "I'm okay." She said casually. "I'm ready to face tomorrow with you." Santana could here Rachel on the back of her head saying she really is corny. But Quinn once said that she's not corny, she's cheesy, and she preferred the latter.
Quinn smiled and looked at the girls with her as if they were hearing whatever conversation the two of them are having.
"I settled all my problems." Santana continued and those problems, included Rachel by the way, just saying. "So that you and I could be together for the future." Quinn tried to contain her laughter at Santana's 'cheesiness'. She covered her mouth. She's smiling uncontrollably and so were her friends.
"You're blushing." Santana stated with a smirk.
"No I'm not." Quinn said defensively. She could feel butterflies in her stomach. "Bitch, you still have to make up for hurting me." Quinn lacked fierce because of the shiver on her spine. She instead sounded sweet, even with the 'Bitch' part.
Santana just laughed. "You are blushing." But she heard the same response. "That's okay though, it suits your dress."
Quinn was suddenly confused, "What? Where are you?" Quinn questioned. She didn't hear any answer from the other line. "Hello?" then she felt a warm and soft hand on her shoulder. When she looked who it was she felt her heart melt with happiness.
"Here, beside you." Santana said answering Quinn's previous question. Quinn automatically hugged Santana, tightly. She missed her. The blonde didn't expect to see her in this kind of mood. She even practiced her bitchy and sassy lines in case she ever meets Santana with Rachel.
But Santana's there, for Quinn; saying that she wanted to be with Quinn, in the future.
The three girls just looked at their friends adoringly.
Santana pulled away and holds Quinn's hands. "There's no turning back, okay?"
Quinn just smiled, "What?"
"So is it safe to say that you're together now?" Tina asked.
Santana grinned at them then looked at Quinn. "Yeah. We're exclusive." Santana said without hesitation.
As much as Quinn liked the thought, "We're together? You haven't even courted me yet. Plus you haven't made any efforts for breaking my heart yet." Quinn said stubbornly.
"What? Don't you want it?" Santana raised an eyebrow confidently.
"Erghh. That's not what I'm saying." Quinn said, still trying to confirm if this was some kind of a dream. "It's okay." She shrugged, "Maybe." She smiled at Santana who was smiling at her.
Santana looked at Tina, "Yep. We're really together."
Quinn laughed at Santana. "If you say so, okay. We're together now." Then she hugged Santana again; wrapping her arms over Santana's shoulder while Santana wraps her arms on Quinn's waist.
January 11. That day was the day that Quinn got out of the friendzone. The day that Quinn and Santana became exclusive.
I'm not really sure if I should leave it like this or make another chapter for the epilogue.
What do you think guys?
Reviews would be really cool guys. :)
