Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, or the characters. I also don't own Facebook.
Chapter 1
All her emotions bunched up and before she could control it her hand raised and it connected with Rachel's cheek.
"I'm so sorry." Her voice cracked.
It was now Saturday and Prom was over, and for Quinn it seemed like everything was coming to its end. School was going to be done soon-until it was time for senior year to start up-she knew her and Finn were going to be done come Monday, all thanks to what had happened between him and Jesse. She liked Finn, she really did but she didn't want to be with someone who only seemed to have eyes for someone else. That was another main problem of hers; Rachel. Ever since Friday night, which although it was only the day previous, she couldn't get the little diva out of her mind. Once she slapped her she had been tipped over the edge and into Rachel's world on some level, even if she didn't want to be there.
Little did the diva know when Quinn returned home after Prom, she cried for what seemed like hours. Her tears made her eyes itchy, red and swollen. That slap had replayed in her head so many times and each time she saw more of her dad in her then she wanted to. She began to remember all the times her dad backhanded her. Everything began to sting, and she just cried.
The diva and ex-cheerleader made up, in a weird sense. Rachel comforted her, or at least tried and Quinn had realized that Rachel couldn't help that Finn was in love with her. Rachel wasn't that bad-or as bad as she thought. The brunette was still unbelievably annoying, and the ex-cheerleader had no intention of starting a friendship, but at least they could be civil towards one another. One thing that had been on Quinn's mind since the moment they had shared during prom, was the way Rachel was with her. So gentle and kind, she really had a big heart. She comforted her, and wiped her tears even after Quinn slapped her. The diva could have ran away, but instead she stayed by Quinn's side, allowing her to breakdown and being there for her during said breakdown.
What really bothered Quinn though was that sudden rush she had felt when their hands brushed together, and the slight shiver she felt when Rachel wiped away her tears. It was different, and the blonde wasn't going to analyze the effects the diva had on her that night. She definitely wasn't interested in confronting that, because she was afraid of the outcome, and what it really meant. So instead she pushed it to the back of her mind. She was trying to force herself not to think of the pull at her gut, or the way her heart had fluttered when Rachel performed Jar of Hearts, on some level she kind of thought the song was about her; but also about Jesse and Finn but when they had locked eyes she knew. She knew the real meaning behind it.
The blonde let out a long sigh as she sat on her bed with her laptop resting on her lap, on yet another uneventful afternoon; the hype of Prom had already died down. Before the prom, the talk of the event was high and everywhere, but once it was over it seemed like it never existed. The only traces that were left were the small things some people had posted on Facebook. The blonde let out a yawn, mostly from the boredom as she stalked her way through Facebook. Her eyes soon settled on a status from one particular person.
Rachel Berry: 'To the start of new beginnings, and the end of old/bad habits'
A smile began to tug at the blonde's lips and before she even had the time to think about it her mouse hovered over the like button and she clicked it. Another sigh left her and she rubbed her tired eyes. when she had woken up that morning her mom had left her a note saying that they needed to have a very important talk, when she got home from her regular Saturday massage, every time the blonde thought about what it could mean, she felt suddenly tired and worn out.
The abrupt beep from her computer echoed in the eerie silence and caused her to jump. Her eyes snapped to the blinking chat box in the corner and she huffed. Figures, she thought.
Rachel
Hello Quinn, I just wanted to thank you for liking my status. Usually you pay no attention to me at all, so this is a step up.
Quinn rolled her eyes and drew her bottom lip inward, between her teeth. She bit it as she contemplated whether she should just ignore the other girl, or be polite enough to answer.
Rachel
I know you're there Quinn. You might as well answer me.
Quinn
What do u want Berry? Is it ur intention 2 make my already horrible day even worse?
Rachel
I didn't have that intention Quinn. I merely just wanted to talk. I thought we may have come a little forward after prom, with you slapping me and me making you feel better. Also short forms really? Aren't you old enough to step away from abbreviations?
Quinn
Rachel I would prefer if u left me alone. I never said I wanted 2 be friends with u, I just decided I'll be a little nicer to u at school that's all. Also I'll type how I want 2 type.
Rachel
See that's what bothers me. Every time I offer you my friendship you shut me down, I understand I have some qualities you may not like, and I realize we may not have much in common but I believe we could be great friends Quinn.
Quinn
God u even ramble on the computer.
Rachel
I do not Ramble, I just like to explain my points. By the way you called me Rachel...
Quinn
That's ur name isn't it?
Quinn rolled her eyes, but even though she wanted to be annoyed, she could only smile.
Rachel
You'll have to forgive me Quinn but it is quite a shock that you are actually using my given name.
Quinn
Well I don't have 2. If u'd prefer I could call u Man Hands again.
Rachel
I prefer if you didn't.
Quinn
What is it that u really wanted Berry?
Rachel
I just wanted to ask if you would like to hang out Monday evening, after school.
Quinn
And why would I want 2 do that?
Rachel
Because I think you're lonely and deep down I know you need and want a friend. I am willing to be-friend you Quinn, just accept the offer. If you get annoyed with me, I will gladly leave.
The blonde stared at her computer screen and she mentally cursed her body for betraying her, her heart began to speed up and she felt a slight flutter fill her stomach. For some reason she just didn't want to say no. in truth Rachel was right, Quinn was lonely and she wanted someone to hang out with, she scrunched up her nose as she realized Rachel was the only one-besides Brittany-who would even want to hang out with her.
Quinn
I already had something going on, but meet me at the park, the one close 2 Brittany's house at 6.
Rachel
May I ask why the park? And it shocks me that you would pick somewhere so public. Are you sure you can be seen with me?
Quinn
There's some stuff I want to do there, just show up Berry.
Quinn looked away from her computer and over at her desk, her camera was gently resting on it. It was old fashioned, not digital. It snapped the pictures and each roll of film had to be developed. That was the way she liked it. One thing not many people knew about her was that she was highly interested in photography. McKinley didn't offer any photography courses, and she never really showed that side of her at school. Santana didn't even know, however Brittany did and besides that only her parents. Her dad thought it was a useless and time wasting hobby but her mom loved it, because every picture Quinn took she claimed was beautiful.
Once her dad left, Judy had framed many of the pictures and hung them around the family room, and hallways. She also made one of the extra rooms in the basement into a dark room for Quinn. When that had happened she was ecstatic because she didn't have to go to the store to get them developed. The only reason her mom did all that though was to make up for everything. Her mom was still trying, but the blonde couldn't complain because she liked it. Who wouldn't?
The blonde smiled to herself and then looked away and back at her screen.
Rachel
I'll be there Quinn you don't have to worry about that, I was just curious.
Rachel
There was something else I also wanted to talk to you about, but I was afraid I would anger you.
Rachel
Are you still there?
Quinn
Sorry I zoned out. What did u want 2 talk 2 me about?
Rachel
Well I would like to talk to you about Finn.
Quinn
I really don't want 2 talk about him Berry. It's bad enough he'd rather have u instead of me.
Rachel
I had no intention of stealing him away from you, and although it was hard for me to watch him with you...
Rachel was about to rant on about the real reason she was jealous but one thing she wasn't about to do was spill the beans about the crush she held towards the blonde. She wasn't sure how long she liked Quinn, but she knew it was a while. She was beginning to consider that maybe Finn wasn't the one she was after all along. When she had told Quinn she was the prettiest girl she's ever met, the diva meant every word. But she added the more then that part to her speech because to her Quinn was more than just a pretty face. She knew there was a soft interior underneath that hard exterior. The slap had hurt her, not physically but emotionally. Being slapped by the person you're harbouring feelings for can break your heart more then you expect, but once she saw the instant regret and shame fill Quinn's deep hazel eyes she couldn't get mad, and the hurt washed away in a rush.
Some days it was just too much for Rachel to take. Having secret feelings for the ex-Cheerio captain, most beautiful girl in the school, and most desired was hard. But one thing Rachel Berry was good at was facing a tough challenge.
Quinn
Go on...
Rachel
I didn't expect him to get into a brawl with Jesse at prom. Just so you know I don't want Finn, It may not seem like it but I'm moving on from him and I wouldn't purposely wreck your relationship with him. If you're happy with him, then you should be with him. If he were to ask me to get back together with him, I would say no. It's not Finn I want, and I'm sorry him chasing after me ruined your prom.
Rachel released her fingers from her keyboard and swung her legs beneath her desk out of nervousness.
Quinn
I shouldn't have put all the blame on u, Finn's crazy about u and I can't stop that. I thought he loved me but clearly his heart belongs to u. I'm going to end things with him on Monday, unless he beats me to it.
Rachel
I'm sorry to hear that your relationship will be ending. And he may think his heart belongs to me, but I don't want to accept it, and my heart doesn't belong to him.
'It'd belong to you in an instant, if you asked for it,' Rachel thought and let out a much needed sigh.
Quinn
Is Jesse the reason u're giving up on Finn. 'Cause no offense Rachel but u didn't seem like u wanted 2 give up on Finn so easily.
Rachel
You of all people should know what it's like to play up an image...I won't go into detail but as I said, I have no interest in Finn.
Rachel was quick to type another reply, before Quinn had the chance to ask.
Rachel
Nor do I have feelings for Jesse. He and I are just friends.
Quinn
I don't care if u like Jesse or Finn, just stay out of my love life next time Berry.
Rachel sighed; a bit upset she wanted nothing but to be a part of Quinn's love life. She racked her brain for a response but she couldn't seem to think of one, then she remembered that Quinn had mentioned she was having a bad day earlier.
Rachel
I know this is a sudden change of topic, but you said earlier you were having a bad day, may I ask why?
Quinn rolled her eyes and was just about to send a reply when she heard the loud slam of her front door. Her body stiffened and her heart began to pound hard against her rib cage in slight nervousness and a bit of fear. She was not looking forward to this mother daughter talk at all.
"Quinnie I'm home! Can you come down here please?"
Quinn
Sorry g2g.
Before Rachel replied she signed off Facebook and closed her computer. The blonde jumped off of her bed and hurried down the stairs, knowing her mom didn't like to be kept waiting.