Quinn managed to make it a week around school without someone asking if she was okay. Quinn changed her attitude after her cry-fest in her car. She was preparing herself for the names she'd get, Preggers, Fat girl, Slut, Whore. As Quinn walked into William McKinley high on this Friday morning something was up. "Hi!" Quinn said to Sam, "It's the big football game tonight, you excited or nervous?" Quinn flatted out her cherrios skirt.

"Is it true?" Sam looked at her in the eyes. He was serious, almost like he could snap at any moment.

"Uh, is what true? That Finn fell in glee club last night? Cause thats totally true, he fell straight on his f-"

Quinn was interruped by Sam, "Your pregant." Quinn put her head down, wishing this was a dream.

"Yes... But Sam, I love you." Sam was angry at this point, not like Puck was.

"Yet, you say you love me, but get knocked up by Puck? Plus, you date Puck even though you love me and had sex with me. Quinn you need to get your thoughts in order!" He walked away, Quinn tried to follow him but he ran from her straight to the football field.

Quinn wandered around the school, deciding not to go to first period. Quinn found a bench, and sat down. She had to get her thoughts together, thoughts about Sam, Puck, and Rachel?

Rachel was a problem that was good but bad. She loved Puck, and occasionaly had sex with Puck which Quinn just recently found out. But then again Rachel was Quinn's enemy, every boy Quinn had it seemed like Rachel wanted, Finn, and Puck are examples.

Then she thought about her baby, would it be a boy or girl? Would it have blond hair? Would it have Sam's lips? How will Sam's parents respond to this? Or how would her parents respond to this? Slowly the tears came back, falling slowly then progressing into a heavy flow. Quinn quickly got up and ran out the doors to her car.

Quinn made it to the park, no kids were here which was odd. She got out of her car and walked over to the pond, taking a sit on the grass. "Quinn, you need to pull yourself together." Quinn tried to motivate herself but it wasn't working, tears filled her eyes. She pulled out her phone and began to text someone.

To Sam.

Meet me at the park on haywood rd, I need to talk to u. Its important Sam.

Quinn struggled to press send, finally giving in and clicking the button.

Quinn bought her knees up to her chest and rested her head on her legs. Now she waited for a reply, it will probably be a 'no' or 'fuck off' so she just prepared herself for whatever was about to happen. Then she heard it, her phone.

From Sam.

Fine, ill b there in bout 10 min. it better not be some b.s Q.

Quinn smiled to herself, he was coming, and the truth was about to come out. Sam Evans was the dad of her unborn child and he was gonna know about it.

Quinn sat quietly until she heard the muffled sound of Sam's truck, she attempted to pull herself together.

"Hello?" Sam's voice was directly behind her.

She moved her head to make sure it was him, "Sit."

"As I said, this better be important, I'm skipping my air and space class." He took a seat on the grass next to her. "So whats up?"

Quinn felt her face get hot, she began to get knots in her stomach. "Uh... Sam? I'm... Um. Pregant... but you know that." Sam knitted his eyebrows together. "Shit, um. I mean, I'm pregant with your baby." Quinn spit the words out, then she felt the tears come but held them back, she looked at Sam. His eyes scared and full of worry.

"Quinn. I-I'm sorry, but it can't be mine. You and Puck are active? Yeah, you are. He tells me." Sam was confused and she could tell by the way he was rambling on and on. "It couldn't of been mine. Quinn? Puck and you fuck, you probably don't use condoms!"

Quinn was screaming in her mind, "Sam, we use a condom every time. He goes slow, its your child. We fucked, we didn't use a condom, and look what happened. Sam I love you, and I promise its your baby!" Quinn was desperate for him to understand the truth. "Please believe me, Sam. I dont want to raise this baby with Puck, he wants Rachel anyway, I want you. I want you to help me raise it, Please Sam. For the baby... please." Quinn's voice was broken, tears had already begin to fall down her fair cheeks, causing her nose and eyes to get red and puffy.

"Th... This is to much. Right now. I'll talk to you later Quinn." He stood up, wiped the grass off his pants and got to his car.

Quinn quietly cried into her knees, Sam watched Quinn from inside his truck, realizing what he did wrong. He was just nervous, and confused about the situation. Sam loved Quinn, but he didn't know how to deal with this news. He wanted the baby with Quinn, but not like that. How was she gonna break it to her parents? Would I be there all the babys life? Should I even care about this baby? Sam came up with the conclusions and got out of his truck.

He walked to the slightly pink colored haired girl and sat back down next to her. "Quinn, I want to be in 'its' life." Quinn's head shot up, her eyes bloodshot. "I want to be with you, I dont care about the rumors soon, or Puck. I want you, I want all of you." He pulled Quinn's face to his and kissed Quinns lips.


Sorry for the late update, its short. -_- sorry again. But review please!