It was a glorious warm day outside, the sun shining brightly through the glass windows and onto a pale face. Porcelein cheeks were streaked with mascara and the outlines of her eyes were left with a red puffiness.
The mixture of golden brown and leafy green eyes were already wide open and the normal warmth was replaced with a vacant stare of affliction. A single strand of honey blond hair fell between hazel eyes and it was left forsaken, a weak hand not even considering to attempt tucking it back.
Even the graceful warmth of the summer sun left the blond untouched, the brightness only pushing her closer into the darkness. Reserved hands crept up to the very edges of the heavy blanket and prudently stretched it over the whole of her body, cacooning Quinn and giving her the seclusion she now always seemed to be in need of. A terribly quiet whimper escaped the blonds trembling lips and not a tear was shed, nor was able to.
An unexpected but soft creak filled the sulleness clouding the room and tight lipped foot steps made their way from the doorway and beside Quinn's bed. "Quinnie... Honey." The blond flinched as she felt the pressure of her mothers hand against her shoulder, even through the blanket she could feel this but didn't crave it.
"Do you need anything?" Quinn didn't respond and Judy sighed insucess. It had been relatively around a week since Quinn at last seen Rachel and it was almost as if what was alive and bright inside of Quinn died out.
Judy Fabray had been more then concerned about her own daughters condition. She had not at any time seen Quinn in this condition, not talking, eating, even budging further then from her own bedroom. Judy more then understood that Quinn needed to cope with Rachel losing her memory, and recolection of her but it didn't mean that she should just give up on everything else happening in her life.
"Quinnie... I was thinking maybe we could go out today. Maybe pick up some breakfast and hit the stores." Judy's suggestion was unanswered and the audacious woman stood and stepped to the windows, pushing back the curtains even further and letting a larger dose of sun stream in through the windows. "At least consider coming down stairs?"
"Please mom..."
Judy sighed softly before returning to her daughters beside, placing a comforting hand against her shoulder.
"I can't imagine how you are feeling honey.. I really can't...But if you need anything.. I'm here."
With this simple act of affection Quinn with incredible calmness pulled back the blanket, letting her mother see her, the young blonds lips quivering.
"Oh Quinnie..." Judy's eyes glistened heartbroken tears, her daughters pain almost too much to endure. The older blond leaned forward, wrapping slender arms around her trembling daughter.
Harsh sobs began to produce from Quinn, her shoulders shaking as she cried but her mother holding her closely, trying to protect her from the weeks affliction that had been responsible in reducing her to nothing but a throbbing shell of pain.
"It will be okay Quinnie."
Quinn's face slowly arose from her mothers shoulder, her eyes red and a single tear making it's way down her cheek
"I-I miss her... so much..."
Judy raised her hand, delicately brushing the tear off her daughter cheeks with her thumb.
"I know you do, you will see her soon."
"She doesn't remember me... She doesn't remember... Us."
Quinn's eyes squeezed themselves shut, trying to hold back the flood of tears that threatened to break her.
Quinn had never experienced anything close to this feeling, utter despair.
The moments that Rachel and herself had shared, their laughs, their tears, their love. It was all gone, in that moment all Quinn wanted was to curl up into herself, in the darkness, and die.
"Quinn... You need to be strong, not just for yourself, but for Rachel. You don't know how long her memory could be gone. For all you know she might have her memory back tomorrow but... We don't know." Judy watched as Quinn's hand raised itself to her face, wiping away the traces of tears.
Quinn slowly nodded. "Okay..."
"I will call the Berry's right now. Check on her condition. Will you be alright sweetie?"
Quinn once again nodded, giving Judy confirmation to leave the room but Judy leaned over, embracing her daughter once more, but this time feeling Quinn's arms wrap around her own body. Judy gently pressed a kiss against Quinn's forehead before standing up, making her away across the room and out of her daughters room.
I don't know how much more I can take... Quinn stood shakily, her feet stepping very carefully over the floor and to her dresser mirror. Hazel eyes slowly raised, seeing the pale blond standing before her, eyes red and face streaked with mascara. Something else came to contact with her eyes, a thin line of pictures on her mirror of Rachel and herself that they had gotten at a photo booth. Every picture captured a different moment.
The first contained both girls smiling widely at the camera, Rachel's smile bright and alluring as always.
The second had Rachel's mouth open wide, in the middle of singing 'Defying Gravity' her arms held out dramatically and Quinn holding her hands playfully over her ears.
The third had had Rachel and Quinn sticking out their tongues but Rachel had sneaked a hand behind her head, holding out the loser sign.
The fourth, and most heartbreaking was a picture of both girls, locked in a soft kiss, their eyes closed but you could easily see the smiles against their lips.
Quinn's lips trembled, the pain overwelming and pounding at her heart as if it was a knife. Quinn began to breathe more heavily, her chest rising and falling quickly, an unexpected but familar feeling overcoming her sadness.
Clenched hands slowly opened themselves and Quinn picked up the first thing she saw, a snowglobe of Newyork that Rachel had given her and heaved it at the mirror. The glass shattered, making a terrible but satisfying sound to the blond.
Before Quinn knew it drawers were opening and being pulled out from the dresser, clothes thrown across the room and everything from her dresser being heaved onto the floor. Quinn screamed loudly, her hands hands reaching to the necklace around her own neck, about to pull it from her neck but held the locket in her hand. Remembering that this gift was indeed from Rachel aswell and as much as she wanted to tear it away, she couldn't.
Quinn fell to her knees, a new wave of tears making their way down her cheeks and she felt arms wrap around her body.
"I'm so sorry." Quinn whispered, though Judy said nothing, she continued to hold her daughter.
This isn't what was supposed to happen...
A/N - I apologize for not updating sooner, I have been busy to the core. This chapter was mean't to be short, a briefing of how Quinn is feeling and which as you can see is not very good. I plan to have perhaps Rachel returning to Mckinley next chapter and the next chapter should be happier for the most part. Hope your enjoying my story and thanks to all my readers and reviewer. You give me mad inspiration. Thanks! p.s - Plan to update sooner
