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2.A normal day
After the first month, Quinn fell into a routine. She would make breakfast, clean up and go to the public library after Finn left for work. They were quite content with the life they had. They loved each other, and that was enough. Finn started to make some good earnings and once in a while would bring a little present to Quinn, although almost every day he brought flowers and a box of chocolate.
The blonde was baking cupcakes when she heard the doorbell. It could not be her mother because she had visited her the previous day and Finn was still at work. She opened the door to find a dark haired young girl with huge sun glasses.
"Excuse me, how can I help you?" said the blonde eyeing the girl. Her features rang a bell, but she was not sure why.
"Quinn Fabray, I can't believe that you don't recognise your best friend!"
"Santana?" Asked Quinn, looking completely puzzled.
"Yeah, bitch, who else!" Said the girl, smiling. They hugged and Quinn invited her to come in. Santana sat on the sofa, glancing at her friend's home while Quinn went to the kitchen and prepared some iced tea.
"So, you ended up tying the knot with Hudson,huh?" said the latina in a neutral tone. She did not like Finn. She had tolerated him because of Quinn, but she was not happy with their relationship. She thought Quinn deserved better.
"Yes, we married in the beginning of the summer." said Quinn entering the living room with a tray. She offered the beverage to her guest and took a seat next to her.
"How have you been?" Quinn asked her friend, but not looking into her eyes. She has not seen her for a year or so. Last time they were together was after they graduated in High School. Santana left town, and Quinn went to College. Santana was not happy there, and Quinn understood that. They tried to keep in touch by letters, but after a while Santana stopped replying and Quinn lost track of her.
"I'm married, too, you know?" she said, showing her wedding ring. "He is originally from here, but he moved to San Francisco when he was a kid. His family has a business here and he has come back to take care of it. We are very happy and trying to have children."
Quinn was having problems believing Santana. In high school, the latina was a rebel. She said she was not going to get married and be subjected to a stupid man who could not take care of himself; she was no babysitter. Quinn gasped.
"Well, that sounds…" she tried to lie.
"Anyway, I have to go home. I still have to place some of the stuff we brought and John will be home soon. It was nice seeing you Q, and thanks for the tea." She put on her sun glasses and disappeared from the living room. Quinn only recovered from her shock after hearing the front door being shut.
While she was preparing dinner, she kept on thinking about Santana's visit. Even though she knew her friend seemed to be happy, she was not. She was spared from her thoughts when she felt a pair of arms hugging her from behind, followed by a whisper on her ear.
"Hey gorgeous!" Finn said smiling to his wife. Quinn was startled by his closeness.
"Finn, you are back!" she said turning to face him.
He kissed her. She kissed him back, but suddenly pulled away. "Stop, you are going to spoil dinner!" she scolded.
"Sorry, babe, but it was a hard day and I am glad to be home." He was taking his shoes off and sitting on the sofa. "Oh, by the way, I have met my new boss. He came from the west coast to take care of the company. I told you that old man Jim wouldn't last long, he was too old and too keen on whiskey." He said laughing. Quinn rolled her eyes. Finn should be more respectful, it was this man who offered him the job.
After setting the table, Quinn sat down and tried to put up a smile. Finn was staring at the food.
"It's my mother's recipe. It is actually the first time I am preparing this dish" She tried to apologise. She had to admit that it did not look edible at all. After serving them and praying, she took a breath and prepared herself mentally to tell Finn that they have had a visitor.
It was not the fact of having a visitor that would upset him; it was this visitor being Santana. She fidgeted with the cutlery for a minute but decided to go ahead.
"Finn, we had a visitor today."
"Who? We don't have any friends living around and I think that it wasn't Mrs. Leeney; she is too busy taking care of her cats." He grinned.
"Well, it was actually an old friend. Santana stopped by. She said she has just moved in with her husband from San Francisco. He owns a company or something." His grin disappeared with the mention of the name. Finn didn't like her. She was Quinn's best friend in High School but she was a bitch. She had never approved their relationship, and she always called him names.
"I see." It was all what he said. They ate dinner quietly and for the rest of the evening, their house remained silent with the only sound disrupting the silence coming from the radio.
