"Are you pregnant?"
"You really are a douche bag. You know that?" Santana rolls her eyes and start to gather clothes up off her bedroom floor. She walks over to Quinn and shoves the clothes into her arms. "Leave."
"San…" Quinn reaches for her.
"I'm so done with this. I…you…" Santana rambles into Quinn grabs her arm.
"Hey. I'm sorry, okay?" Quinn lays some kisses along the side of Santana's head.
Santana takes a deep breath and steps out of Quinn arms. "It's fine. I'm okay. But I still want you to go."
Santana opens her bedroom door. "I mean…its late, so don't like leave the apartment. Just go sleep on the couch or something."
Quinn just stands and stares at Santana for a minute before grabbing her clothes back into her arms and silently leaving the bedroom.
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"I just don't understand…" Rachel walks into Santana's room and leans against her desk. "Quinn hasn't wanted to come over for movie night in weeks. I'm not going over to that tiny dorm room. Her roommate does not know what a laundry basket look like."
"Rach."Santana sighs.
It's been almost a month since Santana and Quinn last spoke. Yeah they have seen each other in passing throughout campus but no words have been exchanged.
Santana kicked Quinn out after she asked her if she was pregnant. She didn't even bother responding to that question. Santana is tired of playing these games with Quinn. And while not talking to her sucks, Santana no it's the only way she can move passed her feelings for the older girl. At least attempt to move pass them.
"Will you watch a movie with me?" Rachel pouts.
"I don't know…I have a lot of work to do."
"Please." Rachel whines. "I really want to watch this movie. But not alone."
Santana sighs and shuts her book. "One movie. That's it."
Santana is really not going to sit around watching movies all day. Especially when she has school work that she needs to be doing. But Finn is out of town and Quinn is avoiding the apartment when she knows Santana will be home. Rachel doesn't really socialize too much, so her friend pool is small. With those two not available, Santana is the only option.
Don't get her wrong; Santana enjoys spending time with her sister. It's just with school and everything going on with Quinn…she'd rather be alone. She feels like if she spends too much alone time with Rachel that she'll end up telling her sister everything. That's the last thing she needs. Quinn would be pissed. It's one of the biggest reasons they are not together. Quinn is afraid to tell Rachel. Afraid of how Rachel will react. But the deed has been done. They are already in too deep. Santana just needs Quinn to realize that.
"What are you doing here?" Is the greeting Santana gets when Quinn opens her dorm room door.
"Really?" Santana pushes herself into the room. "Can you not be a dick for like five minutes, please?"
Quinn closes the door and leans back against it. Santana ignores her, taking in her surroundings. Santana only has been in Quinn's dorm a handful of times. Rachel was right when she said Quinn's roommate is a slob. Her clothes are all over the place.
"San…I have class soon." Quinn interrupts Santana thoughts. "What do you need?"
"Rachel misses you?"
"I saw her this morning. We had lunch."
Santana roll her eyes. "You know what I mean. You haven't been over to the apartment and you refuse to come to dinner. I know it's because of me."
"Well…yeah…"Quinn shrugs. "I'm just giving you what you want?"
"What I want?"
"Space. Time to cool off…shit I don't know, girl." Quinn walks over to her bed and continues to pack her bags. "You kicked me out so…"
"Oh so I don't buy into your bullshit one night and you just cast me aside? Really?"
Quinn snatches the bag up and throws it over her shoulder. "What bullshit Santana?!" Quinn takes a couple of steps towards Santana. "Everything I say and do now day's pisses you off. I can't keep up with you."
Santana reframes from smacking the blonde. Lately she's been having a hard time with remembering what she ever saw in the older girl.
"Whatever, Quinn. You never even tried to understand or…"
"I did!" Quinn interrupts. "I didn't ask you if you were pregnant to be funny. That's not a joking matter. I asked because you had been acting weird all week and you said you weren't feeling good and the way you held your stomach. I didn't know what else to think."
Santana shrugs. She's kind of done with this conversation. She didn't come over here for this. "Okay."
"Okay?" Quinn frowns when Santana just nods. Quinn has no idea what the okay is about. Maybe it's just Santana just brushing her off.
Quinn takes a look at her watch and sighs. "I really have to go."
"Okay." Santana turns around to open the door but before she can she feels Quinn pressed up against her back, preventing her from leaving.
For a minutes Quinn just holds her from behind. "Lets put our bullshit to the side for a minutes, okay? You know I care about you, right?" Santana slowly nods. "Everything okay?"
Santana knows that she just agreed to put their relationship issues to the side but she can't help but to release her next words. "I'm not pregnant if that's what you want to know."
Santana hear Quinn take in a deep breath, letting it out like relief.
"I wasn't asking." Quinn whispers into her neck. "But just so you know," Quinn tightens her arms around Santana. "I would be there for you. I would be there for you and our baby if you were."
"I know."
And Santana does know. Despite all the arguing they do and everything, Santana has never questioned whether or not she could count on Quinn. Quinn has always been responsible and there for Rachel and Santana no matter what.
"Good." Quinn kisses the back of Santana's head. "I gotta go."
Santana sighs. "Bye."
tbc
