Hey guys! Thanks so much for all of the reviews and alerts. :] They made my day. I'm so sorry this took so long, but I had a little writer's block. This chapter might be a bit of a fail. :[
Anyways, I was thinking... Would you guys like to see some Shelby and Rachel awkwardness? It occurred to me that Rachel probably doesn't know her mother adopted her peer's daughter. xD Let me know what you think! Thanks again, and enjoy!
Note: I still don't own Glee. /3 But how cool would that be?
Puck killed the engine of his car and sat there, resting his forehead on the steering wheel. Finally, he climbed out of the car and walked to the front door of the Fabray residence. He raised his fist to knock a couple times, then stepped back and waited for someone to answer. Only then did he realize that he didn't plan what he was going to say.
But, soon enough, Quinn was standing at the door, dressed in an off-white sundress with tan flats with a ton of straps criss-crossing over her feet. Damn, did she ever not look good?
"Puck, I- I didn't know you were coming…" Quinn stated softly, fixing her straightened blonde hair self-consciously. "Um, come in, please."
"It'll only be for a sec." Puck informed her, stepping inside. Quinn nodded, closing the door behind him. "Where's your mom?"
"She's out. Helping with the soup kitchen or something with her church friends." Quinn said, brushing her dress a little bit. "Why, did you need to see her or-"
"I lied, Quinn." Puck blurted. He stuck his hands in his pockets and stared at the ground. Quinn stayed quiet. "I lied. I know we… we promised to just give Beth away and forget about the whole situation, but I didn't, okay? I didn't. I've been going to… to Shelby's place ever since she was born." He admitted, swallowing hard afterwards and glancing up at her, his eyes meeting hers. They were such a pretty shade of green…
"Puck…" she whispered, pressing her lips together.
"I'm sorry, Q. I should have said from the start that I wanted to keep her."
"Puck. It's okay." Quinn stopped him, placing a hand on his chest. "I guess I've been lying, too." She told him, her eyes trailing to the ground. Puck raised his eyebrows in confusion. "This is ridiculous, but I've been… Doing the same thing. I try to stop by everyday, because apparently she has this… this magnet, and I keep going back to see her."
By now, Puck had a huge grin on his face. He placed a hand on the side of her face and stepped closer to her, exhaling in a sigh before he spoke.
"Now what?" he murmured, his hand moving down so it was placed on her arm. She shrugged. "She's cute, isn't she? Beth, I mean." He smiled proudly, and Quinn laughed an airless laugh, nodding in agreement. "She looks so much like you, it's insane. She's like a mini you."
"Except her hair. She has your hair." Quinn stated, looking down at her folded hands.
"Yeah, she'll be rockin' the mohawk look soon." Puck replied in a teasing manner, nudging her in the side gently with his elbow. "Don't say I didn't warn you."
"Puck, I'm sorry." Quinn interrupted him, on a serious note. "For everything. I made a mistake of giving her away."
"It's not a mistake." Puck corrected her. "So, you miss her. It's not like it's a crime to visit her. Shelby doesn't care." He shrugged, but noticed he wasn't really making her feel better. "Do you really think we could have done it?"
"Well, yeah." Quinn said. "I think… I don't know, but it wouldn't have been this complicated."
"I don't know one thing that isn't complicated about you, Fabray." Puck commented, and Quinn rolled her eyes and laughed lightly. "It's cool. Next time… We'll go together. Sound good?" he asked, and she nodded slowly. "Cool. I'll pick you up later tonight."