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If there was something in her new life that she was most thankful for, it would have to be the presence of the people she met at McKinley High. They never left her alone, even during the darkest days of her High School life. She was never able to say that she totally was alone, because she wasn't. She had the Cheerios, and Finn and the rest of the school before she got pregnant, the Glee club when she was, and both after she returned to her position as head cheerleader, and while she knew that most of them weren't exactly true to her, she let it be. She wanted, no, she needed the attention, she needed the assurance that she wasn't alone. That was probably why she did those things to Rachel and the rest of the unfortunate ones who were below her. All her friends were doing it, and she needed to fit in. So instead of letting them do their own thing, she decided that the best way to get their approval was by doing what they did, only worse.

Quinn POV

There were three messages from different people when I checked my phone after getting ready for the day. The first one was from Santana.

Q! Let's hang out tonight. Your house. Invite Berry if you want.

I rolled my eyes and decided to answer her later, after talking to Finn. The second message was also from Santana, sent a few minutes after the first one.

FABRAY. We'll be there at 4. THIS IS A GIRL'S NIGHT. Hudson's not invited. Don't worry, I already texted Mama Fabray. No need to ask permission or anything. And oh, CHECK YOUR PHONE. It's been 5 minutes since I last texted you!

I rolled my eyes again. How did she even get my mother's number? I had to admit though, Santana's impatience was something I really missed. I smiled to myself before shaking my head. Santana is really something else. I decided not to reply to that one as well, and closed the message.

The last one was from Finn. I read it, my mind racing about I was going to talk to him about.

Hey! I'm on my way. Would you rather talk there or do you wanna go somewhere else? -Finn

Alright! See you in a while. Let's just talk here. :) Xx

I replied, throwing my phone on the bed before running downstairs to find the living room and the kitchen empty. My mom left a note saying she was out with her friends for the day and she hopes I have a good day. I just shrugged, going into the kitchen to check if there was food that Finn and I could eat later. Finding none, I decided to just order pizza after we talked.

Finn arrived after a few minutes.

"Hey." He greeted me as I opened the door. I gave him a kiss before letting him enter the house.

"Hi." I said as he entered. "So uh, do you wanna eat first or do you want me to tell you what's going on now?" I asked as I pulled him into the living room.

"I guess we could talk first..." He said, once again wondering about what was happening. He sat down on the couch and gave me a smile.

"Alright." I said, as he pulled me to sit on his lap. I giggled and moved beside him, putting both my feet on the couch, so that my whole body was facing him.

"So..." I started.

"Sooo?" He answered, smirking at me.

"Let me finish!" I said, giggling a little. "So uhh... Remember that day I talked to Rachel?"

He nodded, before letting me continue.

"Well, I talked to her because...Santana gave me an advice that Rachel would be the best person to ask advice from..."

"So Santana advised you to ask Rachel to give you advice?" Finn asked. I raised an eyebrow at him, smiling and he just smiled and motioned me to go on.

"So yeah, well, I asked advice on what I should do regarding my past... As in Lucy past... I wanted to return there to see them... and prove to them that I am not a loser."

He stared at me for maybe a few seconds before shaking his head.

"You really want to? But Quinn, you might get hurt. Well, when you go there, I won't allow you to go alone, but still. I don't want you getting hurt Quinn. I can't let you get hurt, and I'm pretty sure you will be when you go there." He said, looking at my eyes.

"But like you said, you'll be there. And Santana and Rachel too."

"Quinn..."

"Finn...I need this. I just... I really wanna be free from my past. It's been a few years and sometimes I still wake up thinking they'll be by the school doors, ready with new insults, mean nicknames and there are times where I dream about them. It's kinda hard because as much as I want to let go of it, it keeps coming back. I think the only way to get rid of it is by facing it..."

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes,before pulling me close to him.

"Fine. But I have to be there with you. And we're telling your mom about your plan. I understand you need this, but please, let us be there with you every step of the way. At least one of us, okay? Never alone."

I nodded.

"Never alone." I repeated, kissing his cheek and resting my head on his shoulder. "Thank You."

He didn't say anything, and just pulled me closer, if that was possible.

After a few minutes, we both decided that it was time to eat. We were both hungry and agreed to have Pizza delivered.

The pizza arrived 15 minutes into the movie we were watching. I stood up and went to get the door, and Finn followed.

When I opened the door, I stood frozen. He was here. Why was he here? I was positive this was one of my previous tormentors.

"Q, you okay?" Finn asked, snapping me out of my shocked state.

"Huh? Yeah I am." I said giving him a small smile.

"Didn't you go to Belleville Middle School?" I asked the pizza guy. Finn gave me a look then payed the pizza guy before closing the door, not giving him a chance to answer.

"Are you okay?" He asked me again, once we got back to the living room, as he set the pizza down on the coffee table.

I was going to answer him, only to realize I cannot even form words. I shook my head and before I knew it, tears were rolling down my face. I never knew I'd still feel so vulnerable once I faced them.

Finn put his arms around me telling me they won't ever hurt me again,and that he will always be there.

We stood there for a few minutes, me crying and him assuring me that everything was going to be okay. It was exactly like that day Coach Sylvester found out about my pregnancy again, but this time, I felt like he was a hundred percent sure that it was going to be okay.