Authors Note: I realize that the events in the fan fiction do not all follow what happened in reality.
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee.
"Rachel?" a voice asked.
"Quinn?" I inquired. Why was she here? We had been getting along much better lately, but I didn't think that she would stop driving just to talk to me.
"Are you okay?" she asked. "You look upset." Just seeing her reminded me of all of the terrible things that she had done to me in the past year. We were sort of friends, but I wasn't sure that I wanted to confide in her. What if she hadn't really changed?
"I know that I haven't been the nicest person in the past, but I've changed. I promise. Being able to see Beth has really helped me mature, and I just want to help. I won't tell anyone," Quinn stated sincerely. She had her short, blonde hair straightened, and she was wearing a light blue cardigan with a white, ruffled tank top. I felt disgusting in my workout clothes.
"It's an extremely long story," I said. "I'm sure that you don't want to hear it.
"Get in," she said, pointing to her car door. "I've got time."
********************Decisions*********************
"Wow," Quinn said quietly. We were sitting at a table in the Lima Bean, getting coffee. I had just explained everything to her, after a great deal of convincing on her part. She just sat at the other end of the table, staring at me, her mouth agape.
"I know. However, is it really necessary to skip school for this? I need every day in order to maintain my GPA," I stated.
"Really Rachel? Get over it. It's one day," she snapped. I was shocked, for she had been pleasant to me up until this point.
"Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean it," Quinn stammered. "I haven't been having the best day, so I'm not really in a great mood."
"What happened?" I asked, hoping that I wasn't prying too much.
"It's my dad. You know how he cheated on my mom, right?" she asked. I nodded.
"Well, he keeps on calling her, and showing up at the house, but my mom and I want nothing to do with him."
"How long has this been going on?"
"A couple of months. It's getting pretty stressful. I wish that he would just leave us alone. First he kicked me out, and then he cheated on my mom. I'm already stressed enough, because I'm worried about getting into Yale, but this just adds even more stress. He needs to realize that he hurt my mom and I too much for us to ever want him back." I felt bad for her. She had a gloomy expression on her face. I couldn't help comparing this new Quinn to the one from two years ago. She was a completely different person.
"I'm sorry to hear about that," I said. "If you ever need someone to talk to, I'll be here, okay?"
"Okay. Thank you, for everything. For forgiving me, for listening to me, and for always offering to help me, even when I didn't do it back."
"I'm happy to help."
"But what about you? What are you going to say to Finn?"
"I don't know. I want to say yes, but I just feel like I can't. I remember all the fights that we've had, and also my career. We are way too young, and my career is very important to me, as you know," I said. Quinn had a thoughtful expression on her face, but she didn't say anything."
"What do you think I should do?" I asked.
"It might not be what you want to hear."
"Just say it," I said, anticipation present in my voice. I needed all the advice that I could get.
"Well, honestly, I think that the only way you can keep your career is to say no." She was right, I really had not wanted to hear that.