Her thoughts were muddled, and swirling with disbelief.
Her body buzzed with excitement. And her stomach coiled in arousal.
Rachel Berry had touched her ass, and joked about her virginity with nonchalance.
Since when had Rachel gotten such confidence? Such bravery? Such...sultry attributes?
In the back of her mind she wondered, What had happened to the chaste, innocent Rachel?
For awhile, she just stood there; silently pondering the consequences of what she so yearned to do. The longer she stood there, the longer she thought and contemplated, the more she came to the realization that she didn't care anymore. She didn't care for the outcomes, or the repercussions, or her reputation. In that moment, all she wanted was Rachel, wrapped tightly in her embrace. All she wanted was to tell Rachel how she felt. All she wanted was to be with Rachel, her shining star. That's all that mattered. All that existed. And all that made sense in this confound universe. It was all or nothing, and Quinn Fabray never settled for anything less than everything. Rachel was, and is, everything. Her everything. And Quinn would not stop until the small singer was hers.
She still couldn't believe what just happened.
Her body tingled in memory of Rachel's soft hand grazing her. The sway of Rachel's hips as she walked away. The feel of Rachel's breath on her neck..
She blushed as she felt herself growing more aroused just from thoughts of Rachel. Taking a calming exhale to quell her thoughts, she straightens her back and saunters away to her next class.
Hoping against hope that Rachel doesn't take a seat near her.
Santana couldn't believe what just happened.
She had been watching Quinn and Rachel's interaction for afar. She wasn't sure if she was more shocked about Rachel's touching or that Quinn hadn't smacked Rachel for doing so. All Quinn did was stammer and blush at Hobbit's expense.
As far as she had known, or thought she knew, Quinn Fabray didn't blush. But judged by what she just witnessed, she does. And she did..because of Manhands.
Quinn was still standing there, staring after where Rachel had just disappeared. A slight blush still tinted her cheeks and a look of lust flaring in her green orbs.
Quinn was lusting..?
After Rachel Berry of all people..?
Seeing that look in Quinn's eyes made her realize that Quinn Fabray, head cheerleader had the hots for Rachel Berry, Glee loser.
How interesting...
Quinn
Her star hadn't arrived to any of the last three classes and she was worried out of her mind. Her thoughts immediately turned to the worst.
What if she got slushied to death?
What if she were kidnapped?
What if she fell in the halls and broke her leg?
What if..?
What if..?
"Q…? Q! Come back to me!"
She snapped out of her worried reverie and turned her head to look at the fiery Latina. "What?"
Her cold glare had no effect on Santana, who chuckled and leaned slowly closer. "Worried about your girl?"
Those four words crashed down on her like harsh waves during a storm. She was enveloped in cold, as if she were splashed with a thousand slushies.
She knows.
All those years trying to hide it.
She knows.
All those times torturing her beloved.
She knows.
How could she know? She had the impression that she had done an impeccable job of making a show of her supposed, hatred of Rachel. Yet, she knows.
How..?
She stumbles of her words, shock thriving through her veins. "W-What do you mean?"
God, she sounded pathetic. But she couldn't help it. Santana's knowing gaze made her feel unbelievingly small. "You know exactly who I'm talking about, Q."
She stood up and motioned for Santana to follow her. And they walked in strained silence to the auditorium.
She feigned anger as she slammed the auditorium door open and plopped ungracefully into a seat. To others she may have seemed miffed or pissed. But, eternally..?
She was terrified.
Santana was, is, one of her best friends. She was scared that she'd hate her.
Or worse.
Out her.
Santana sat next to her and, for awhile, they sat in silence.
Any other time Quinn would've been grateful for it but now..?
It just worried her more.
She heaved a great sigh and finally looked at her fellow cheerio. "How'd you find out?"
Santana just furrowed her eyebrows and stared at her for a long moment. As if she's just seen Quinn for the first time. Quinn slumped in her seat and put her head in her hands.
She hoped she wouldn't hate her..
She hoped she wouldn't tell..
Because, wether, she'd like to admit it or not, she needed Santana to be there for her.
A shaky sigh slipped past Quinn's lips. "If you're going to tell everyone, go ahead."
Santana puts her arm around her and whispers. "I'd never out you, Quinn"
Santana grabs her hand in both of hers and rubs her thumb against Quinn's shaking hand. Their skin against alabaster.
"You really like her don't you?"
Her soft whisper caresses Quinn's ear.
Oh, she had no idea..
Quinn chokes on a sob and shakes her head, her short blonde locks bouncing. "Santana, I'm in love with her."
Santana's eyes widen and she gasps. "You...love her..?"
She nods her head and hugs the Latina, trying hard to hold in her sobs, but a few slip out. Santana coos in her ear, and rubs her back soothingly.
"Shh, it's okay Q. Shhh. I'm here."
And that's all she wanted.
Rachel
Quinn had ignored her for the rest of the day, and it..hurt. More than she'd like to admit, it really hurt.
Whenever she would look at her, Quinn'd completely ignore her.
And every time she did that she felt a pang in her heart. It took everything Rachel could to keep her face from crumpling in pain.
But why?
Why does Quinn ignoring her take such an effect on her?
It's not that she liked Quinn.
She didn't like Quinn like that, did she?
She doesn't..have a crush on her..does she?
She can't have a crush on Quinn. This is..that's just ridiculous.
She couldn't hold feelings for my tormentor. Though Quinn is nicer this year. That doesn't change anything though...right?
School has ended and she was debating on wether or not to go to glee club. What if Quinn's there?
That's a stupid question, of course she'll be there.
She has to be there.
Okay, so, as you could probably tell I tried something different in this chapter. It was a bit out there but I tried. And i actually kinda like it but yea, it doesn't matter if I like it. I wanna know if you like it. So please review and tell me what you think about this new thing and if I should continue writing chapters like this. Thanks for reading, till next time.
Alice