Everyone is afraid of something.
Heights, bugs, mothers, dark, ghosts, motorcycles and so many other things.
I didn't know what scared me the most. Not until today I mean..
It was an ordinary day, just like any other since I moved to New York. Me and Santana talking over breakfast (Santana's breakfast = everyone else's lunch) became a permanent thing in our apartment, I even told her about Anthony, Not all of it but enough for her to realize how my life used to be.
It was around 1 pm and I was lying on the couch watching T.V when someone knocked on my door.
I quickly paused the show and got up to open the door.
When I saw who was on the other side of the door I froze, cold sweat formed on my body in an instant and my legs felt like jelly.
In front of me stood Anthony.
His arms were crossed around his chest and a big smile on his face.
All the progress I thought I made was gone, it felt like I am still the same scared girl who let anyone step over her.
"Miss me Quinnie?"
"W-wh-what are y-you doing here?"
"I kept hoping you'd come back, but you didn't. Aren't you going to invite me in Quinnie?" The look on his face scared me, he sounded so calm and I knew he probably had a plan.
I moved to the side to let him in. 'What the fuck am I doing?'
He entered the apartment and rested is bag near the door, then he looked around in quite. He walked towards the piano and sat on the chair, facing me.
"H-how did you find me?" I stutter.
"Judy told me where you are." He signed me to sit next to him on the chair and I of course did as I was told.
I guess it's genetic, being like this. First my mom giving up all of her hopes and dreams so that my father could study to become an accountant while she supported him financially by working three jobs. Then she moved to Lima because he didn't like the big cities. She once told me that she dreamed to be a writer, to travel around the world and write books for children, but one word from my father and she gave it all up. And I am not better, I moved in with Anthony a month after we met, I stopped hanging with the few friends I made in school and I started dressing like the perfect Christian girl who lives next door. The only thing I have to show is that I didn't give up on my dream to become a lawyer.
He took my hand in his and all I could think of was how rugged his hands were and how Santana's are probably million times softer.
"Q, I know I was busy with studying and that I didn't give you the attention you deserve." He started to make patterns on my hand with his thumb. "But I am here now, and I'm going to change I promise. Come back, you can still have your plan, just like you always wanted."
He is very charming and he knows just what to say to make me believe him. Anthony makes me doubt myself every single day I am with him, he makes me feel weak and worthless and I believe him, I believe him when he makes me feel like nothing.
Maybe I should go back with him. Maybe leaving was the stupidest thing I have ever done, can I really make it on my own?
"I-I-"
"No." Santana said. I looked at her, she was standing just outside of her room, wearing boxer shorts and a bra, her arms were crossed around her chest and her face looked scary as hell.
"Who are you?" Anthony got up from the chair.
"I am your worst nightmare. You have two options, one is that I will crack one of your balls, left or right for your choice or you'll leave now and get to be a douchebag for another day." She looked him in the eyes, never breaking the intense eye contact they shared.
He turned around to look at me but Santana caught his tie and turned him around, "that wasn't one of the options asshole."
He took a step back from her, fixed his tie and walked towards the door, taking his bag and leaving.
"You were about to say yes." She yelled at me. "What's wrong with you?" That got me mad, who is she to judge me?
"You don't know me or my life or anything about me." I stood up, trying to make my point.
"You're right, I don't. All I know is that you left pretty much everything behind to get away from him, and you were about to go back there."
"Maybe I should, you didn't even give me a second to think about it."
"Because there shouldn't be any thinking, you should have said no."
"Why do you even care?"
We were yelling so hard at each other that I was sure everyone in the building heard us, but when I asked her that she looked speechless for a second before walking towards me with determination in her eyes.
"I don't know." She said before walking the last step between us and crashing her lips on mine.
It was a rough kiss, all teeth and tongues. She took my bottom lips between hers and bit on it causing an embarrassing loud moan to escape my lips. When I ran out of air and had to pull away from her she shoved me to the wall and started kissing and biting my neck.
One by one our clothes were thrown all over the room until we were both left with only underwear, then she looked me in the eyes asking silently if that what I want. I assume she didn't see any sign of resistance on my face because she took my hand and led me to her room.
Hello everyone.
At first I wanted to make Quinn's ex-boyfriend a character from Glee, so you could imagine how he looks like. But I love pretty much all the characters in the show and didn't want to make one of them as mean as Anthony is.
What do you think?
How is the story so far?
Any thoughts?
Review please, even just writing you liked the chapter would be awesome.
F.Y.I- Judy is Quinn's mother, she told Anthony where to find Quinn. She is a real bitch..
Thanks y'all ;)
