Hey beautiful people! I'm really sorry that took me so long to update here, but I was having, I mean, am having busy days. College is trying to burn my brain haha. But well, here I am. Hope you enjoy the new chapter. Have fun!

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CHAPTER FOUR – THE DAY I CAME OUT

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Lima, Ohio. 2010.

(Quinn's POV. If you don't mind I decided to do a little change of perspective in this chapter as an experience. Share your thoughts with me about it. Ok, let's get back to it.)

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When dad came back from his business trip, I decided I was in need of another talk like that one we had on the lake a year ago. Because I spent the last two days thinking what I would do when Rachel decided that she had enough of my odd behavior and I didn't reach any answer on my own. So after our dinner at Rachel's house the day dad's got home, I entered his room and laid beside him on his bed with my head on his shoulder as he moved so he could hug me and caress my hair.

"Are you okay, sweetheart?" He asked with his gentle, but worried tone.

"Yes, daddy, I'm just a little confused." I sighed burring my head in his embrace and feeling some comfort from his presence.

"About what, kid?" Dad had a deep voice that to me always showed some kind of wisdom and confidence. So I closed my eyes trying to soak up some of these to me, even if it was kind of a crazy and silly thought.

"Rachel." I said simply because I knew he would understand.

"What's up with miss Little Star?" I smiled. That was how daddy had always called Rachel after she told him how a big star she would be some day and he told her that she would indeed become a star, but she would always be little to him. So yeah, she would shine and touch people hearts with her voice, but it didn't matter how great and famous she become, to him she would always be her little star. It was so sweet. Rachel smiled that big lightening smile of hers and hugged him tight. I couldn't ever forget it, because it was this day that our little family begun to form.

"Nothing, dad. But she is dating some boy." For one moment I thought he didn't listen or he wasn't paying attention because he stayed quiet, but then a little after I felt his arm tight around me.

"Did you tell her it bothered you?" He finally asked.

"Yeah, but I didn't tell her why, though. And I'm really scared that she pressures me in telling her why I'm being so weird about it, because you know her, she is great but her curiosity can be a little invasive. And I'm not ready to tell her, dad."

"Okay, baby. That's what I think. You don't have to tell her everything." That was confusing.

I sited so I could look in my dad's eyes.

"What do you mean?"

He smiled at me and took off his glasses that he had on to read some work papers.

"I mean that you could tell her you are indeed jealous of her, because you kind of always had her for yourself and now you will have to share her with someone else."

I took some time thinking about. If told her this, it would for sure placate her worries and it could still be interpreted as friendship jealousy.

"Yeah, I think it could work." I smiled at dad and he returned. But then my smile faltered, because I remembered a decision that I had made that day in her bed, when she told me that I was being distant. "But I had decided to tell her that I like girls."

"Wow, Lucy, that's a big step, I'm really happy for you." His pride smile made my smile return. I really had the best dad ever.

"Yeah dad, thanks. But if I tell her that I'm jealousy what if she gets it? That she is the girl I like, not only girls in general." I said kind of panicking.

"Hey, calm down, Lucy. I don't think that will happen, sweetie. But just to be sure, why don't you talk to her about this first and you can also justify your odd behavior with being confused and not knowing how to talk to her about it. Not that I think we should be here making some story to tell her, because you know I think you should be honest with her about your feelings, but if you're not totally ready, the least you can do is stick to your decision to be partly honest and don't back down."

"You're right. I decided that I would tell her, so I will. Thanks daddy." I hugged him one more time and after we exchanged good night's wishes, I went to my own room and lay down in my own bed. One part of me happy to be home, where I could think more clearly, but other sad because my bed didn't smell like green apple and Rachel as Rachel's did.

I released a deep sigh, because the other day would be a hard day.

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- THE OTHER DAY -

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When I woke up the next morning I was feeling better and confident. Rachel was my best friend and I knew for sure she wouldn't mind my big news. Of course, maybe she would be kind of shocked, since I not once showed any interest in girls in front of her, mainly because she was the only girl that I really noticed, but she didn't need to know that.

After my shower, I finished packing my things and went to the kitchen where daddy had prepared us some bacon.

"Yey, bacon! I really missed you, buddy!" I said jumping in and stuffing my mouth full of that heavenly stuff.

"It seems like the Berry's were making you starve to death." Daddy said chuckling.

"Of course not, but daddy L had to go to the hospital early both days I stayed there and you know Rach and dad H don't make me any bacon." Dad laughed harder this time, replacing my plate with one full of more bacon. I grinned like a fool to him, when my phone alerted a new message.

From Rach: Hey, Quinnie, good morning! I'm just sending a text to let you know that I will not be going with you to school today.

I frowned. She always went with me to school. She even made me wake super early when she wanted to rehearse; that was odd.

To Rach: Why? Are you sick? Do you want me to buy you some of your favorite soup when I come from school?

From Rach: No, Quinn. I'm sorry I made you worry, I'm not sick. And it's so sweet of you to offer that, but I'm going to school with Finn today. He called me yesterday asking if I want him to pick me up. Hope you understand.

I dropped the phone in the countertop and stopped eating. She just went to one date with him and she was already dropping me for him, great.

To Rach: That's alright. See you, then.

The childish part of me wanted to ignore her message and her all together. Because damn it, it hurt. But I couldn't do it. Rachel didn't deserve it. So I sucked it up and left all my second plate of bacon untouched, because not even bacon could give back my appetite.

Dad noticed my change of humor, but I asked him not to ask and he complied.

When I arrived at school some minutes later, my mood was even worse, because Finn and Rachel were near her locker having some kind of intimate conversation and that sucked big time.

I tried to ignore it and just left my things in my locker and headed out to my first class, that unfortunately to me I shared with the (vomit) couple.

"Hey Q, what's up?"

Noah and I shared this class too. I always sited with Rachel and Puck with Finn, so I didn't know where to sit. I decided to sit in my usual place, because whatever, I wouldn't make it easier for Finn.

"Morning, Puck." He mouthed "hot" to me and a rolled my eyes. He always did that, in the beginning I would get mad at him, now I just ignore it.

Finn and Rachel finally entered the room seeming to be sharing the same intimate conversation from early. I felt a little pang in my chest. God, it would be hard.

Rachel finally smiled at me when she spotted me in our usual sit and Finn scowled a little and just ignored me as he said something in her ear and sited beside Puck.

"Good morning, Quinn." She said siting by my side.

"Morning, Rach." I responded leaning my head in my arm that was in the table and looking at her.

"Missed you in my bed." I flushed. It was some joke of ours that it wasn't very funny for me anymore.

"I didn't." I said trying to continue our playing thing, even if it made me a little uncomfortable. She pouted. I smiled, poking her in the ribs. "Missed you too, star." She finally smiled back at me. And God, wasn't she the most beautiful person I ever met? Sometimes (most of it), she just took my breath away.

"I need to tell you something." I almost just vomited the words. Damn it.

"You can tell me everything, Quinn." She had an understanding look in her face, maybe because she could sense my jitters.

"It's kind of private. Can we talk about it in your house after your dance lessons?" She smiled softly and nodded.

"Sure. And I think…" She was stopped when the teacher finally made herself visible and asked for silence. "We talk later." Rachel whispered to me and I agreed, letting my mind wonder ignoring the teacher completely. Making an appointment to come out was kind of nerve racking, if you know what I mean.

The rest of the day was uneventfully. Rachel sat with me, Santana, Brittany, Tina and Mike with the addition of Puck and Finn, unfortunately, to lunch. And it wasn't completely awkward just because Puck kept making me laugh; he was being such a nice friend. Finn ignored me all the time, not that I minded. Santana and Brittany kept whispering to themselves the entire time and Tina and Mike participated in our conversation.

When the bell signed the end of lunch, Rachel smiled at me and said that she would wait for me later; I nodded and went with Mike to our next class.

When the day of school finished I went with Santana and Britt to the mall so we could buy Britt's sister her present for her twelve's birthday. It didn't take long and we were already in our way back to the car with some ice cream in hands.

"So Q, tell me what's the deal?" Santana asked as she tossed her empty cup in the trash.

"Huh? What?" I asked in my true confusion.

"You seem kind of nervous." She explained, shrugging.

"Yeah, you spaced out a lot, Quinn." Britt said in her innocence voice. Her face was full of ice cream, which made San and I laugh a little. "What?"

"You have some chocolate here, baby." Santana said in his kind voice that she reserved for Brittany only and cleaned gently the blonde's face.

Britt smiled thankful and the scene made me a little jealous, because they had the kind of relationship which I wanted to have with Rachel.

"So Q, what's wrong?" Santana asked again. And I didn't know what got to me, but I decided "what the hell!"

"I'm gay." And I just said it, just like that. San kind of stayed in chock, looking at me with her mouth agape.

"Yey, Quinn, you can joy in our dolphin's club now!" Britt said jumping me for a hug. I hugged back and laughed.

"Thanks, Britt, I guess."

Santana seemed to come out of her chock and smiled at me.

"That's really cool, Q, I'm happy you felt you could share this with us." And it was really nice of her, because she had an understanding looking in her eyes, like she really knew what I was going through.

"Of course, San. I know I could count in you guys."

And with that, it felt like it would be easier to tell Rachel, I could only hope.

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So, what do you think? Should I keep with Quinn's POV? I have to say I like better this way, it's easier to write. But I want to know your opinion. Haha. Tell me what you think about the chapter also! Hope you enjoyed it. Later!