Oops, this took longer then it should have. Next chapter will involve more Finn and drama. Reviews would be loved.
A soft wind blew over the table, at the café at which Quinn sat. She was waiting for Kurt; they were due to have a Starbucks, then go into the mall, with Mercedes. She missed the boy; he being at Dalton didn't feel right. Even in Glee club, the missing link feeling was there. But at least this way, she would have some contact with her favorite soprano. Sighing slightly, she crossed her legs, and began to scroll looking through her contacts, to message Kurt, to ask where he was. Just as she began to type out a message, a voice stopped her actions.
"Quinn, darling, what are you doing?" the voice asked. Quinn looked up from her cell phone, and smiled, seeing Kurt approach. She replied, with a slight laugh "Just messaging you, trying to find out where you were." Kurt smiled, and sat down in the chair across from her, and said "Sorry for being so late, it took forever to get my car down here, there was crazy traffic." Quinn nodded, understanding. A waitress came over, and the pair of friends ordered, Quinn an iced tea, Kurt a scone and iced coffee, rare treats for him. Settling back into his seat, Kurt crossed his legs, and smiled at Quinn, then spoke "It's good to see you Quinn, I think the last time we saw each other was a while ago, when you came over to our house." Quinn looked down, and nodded. Staring into her drink for a moment, she looked up again and spoke "Much too long, you should come around more often." Kurt smiled, then remembered the real reason he had met with Quinn, to gather information from Finn. Leaning back into his chair, he said "So, Quinn, darling, how are things with Sam?"
Shaking her head slightly, Quinn sighed and said "I broke things off, he slept with Santana." Kurt's sympathetic look drew out another sigh from her body, and then the boy said "So what about you and Finn? You do realize he's still loves you, right? He's been grumpy and depressed lately, so I suppose you two aren't together." Eyes downcast, Quinn said "I wish people would stop saying that to me. He's not, and I know it. Therefore, there is no reason to date him again." Kurt raised an eyebrow, and said "I think you're not giving him the chance to prove himself. What are you so afraid of, Quinn?"
Sighing, she spoke quietly "I'm…I'm just afraid that Finn is just playing with me, because I love him so much, and if it turns out he's just playing a game, I think I might lose it. I lost Finn once before, I have to stay away from him. I can't hurt other people and myself again. I just…I just can't let that happen." Kurt took one of her hands, full of empathy, and said gently "That's crazy, Quinn. Finn really loves you; I've never seen him so depressed. You should at least tell him how you feel about him, and your reasons." Quinn shook her head, eyes watering and said "I…can't. I just can't." Kurt stood up, and drew Quinn into a hug, which she accepted. The girl felt like a mess, pregnancy had made her not very emotionally stable. Wiping her eyes and putting on a brisk attitude, she said "Thanks Kurt, but just…don't push it, okay?" Kurt nodded briskly, and then the pair left the table, into the mall, to find Mercedes.
Quinn wasn't into the rest of the day as she had been, before. Everything she had spoken to Kurt was true. She was so afraid, so unstable. She just wanted to escape from it all, and have time for herself. She smiled and laughed along with her two friends, slowly breaking out of her shell. She started to find a grip on herself, but it wasn't much.
That Monday, Quinn walked down the hallway quietly, without Brittany or Santana by her side, something that rarely happened. She turned to twirl the lock on her locker, and felt multiple eyes staring at her back. Exchanging the binders and papers from her backpack, Quinn shut the door to her locker, and breathed in, and turned around. Finn stood across the hallway, trying to sneak looks at her. She caught his eye, and frowned at him slightly, and he turned away. Coming from the opposite end, Sam and Puck were walking together down the hallway, both their eyes glued to Quinn. She glared at them both, and walked down the hallway, past Finn who stared after her, and in front of Sam and Puck, who too were staring at her. Turning into the girls bathroom, Quinn sighed, and took out her eyeliner, and began to re-do her make up. She was starting to lose it, having three guys running after her.
Puck had lost his chance with Quinn, she had really loved him, she really had, but once Beth was gone, the link between them was dissolved; there was nothing to hold her to him. The love had flown away, and she had broken things off with him, leaving him heartbroken slightly. Quinn had felt horrible about it, but she knew inside that her time with him was finished. Sam was the same. She had loved him, at least a little bit, but he had blown his chance, too by sleeping with Santana. Putting the cap firmly on the eyeliner, she looked at herself in the mirror, and put on a confident face. She was Quinn Fabray, she could handle the affections of three different guys, she was that kind of girl. Looking at herself for one moment more, she left the bathroom, feeling confident, heading to her next class, which was, ironically, Glee Club.