Thank you all! =)
After I wrote this I realized that I did it thinking about "High School" in my country. I don't really know if there are Cheerleaders before High School, but in my story you can be one, so I hope you let it pass (is a small mention anyway and for some reason I don't want to take it off).
Hope you enjoy this as much as I did and still do, it's one of my fave chapters so far! R&R, please?
Chapter 7
That night, after Keep Holding On, I didn't want to go home, I didn't want to pretend I was okay, I didn't want to eat dinner on a quiet table that only helped me remember everything that's been going on. So I didn't. I let her hold me instead.
"Rachel, wait!" I yelled out to her when she was leaving the school.
She turned around surprised and I smiled softly "Do you need a ride?" Her response was a huge grin and a walk fast to my car.
When I stopped the vehicle, I grabbed her arm before she could move. "Rachel…" She looked at me with concern and I almost began to cry,,, "Rach…" she smiled immediately, but was a shy smile, "…may I come in? I don't wanna go to my house-"
She didn't let me finish "You can stay over. You never have to ask, remember Quinnie Pooh? This is your house too."
Of course I remembered. It wasn't too long ago anyway, but this time apart made it seem like it was centuries ago.
We were 13.
My dad had somehow found out that I was still friends with Rachel and he wasn't happy. "Somehow" means that my mom told him, she said she didn't mean it, "it had slipped", she'd found out when we were 10 and she'd helped me kept the secret until then. Whatever. He knew. And he ground me for two months and didn't want me to come near the girl, he made me join the Cheerios because he thought that'd tear us apart and the Celibacy Club to keep appearances in the right place. But none of that separated us, it actually made us stronger and grew even closer (if that was even possible), because that night, the first night I was grounded, I learned how to climbed down my bedroom window and how to get to Rachel's house in a 10 minutes run.
I knocked on her door and Sam hugged me as soon as he opened the door and saw me crying.
Louis was already serving me dinner and Rachel came running to my arms. We ate while I explained why I was there and when I finished I asked shyly "May I stay over tonight?"
Both of them answered at the same time. Louis said "Always." Sam said "You've been coming to this house since you guys were 3… you don't have to ask, never"
Rachel smiled and soon added "This is your house too, Quinnie Pooh" Both men nodded and I smiled for the first time that day.
That night, after Keep Holding On, I slept in Rachel's bed, wrapped in Rachel's arm. That night… was the best of my life.
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The night Quinn slept in my arms was the best night of my High School life. Granted, I couldn't sleep much because I wanted, no, needed to see her sleep, peacefully and happy for the first time in years. That night, we've became friends again, and I couldn't be more thrilled. Well, actually, we all know I could, but I've accepted the fact that this is as far as I can go.
And this week's been… interesting so far. We're getting closer, slowly, we still have a lot to fix, we hurt each other pretty bad, I actually hurt her too much.
Noah and I kinda started dating, and when I told her she was… okay with it, which really made my stomach sick. Yes, I was hoping to see some jealousy, some hint that she's not over me. But I saw nothing.
It's not like I'm dating him just to make her jealous, he's good looking and he could have any girl in the school, but he chose me, how could I say no to that?
Plus, he just sang Sweet Caroline to me. What kind of guy does that?
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He's just a guy that just wants to get into her pants. Nothing more. And Rachel's smarter than that… she won't let him. She won't just swoon over him because he serenaded her. Besides, she doesn't like him, I figured that out the day she told me about their first kiss.
"Noah kissed me" she said out of nowhere and I was shocked, to say the least.
"What?"
"We… we kissed" My thoughts at the moment were something like these: Okay, so she doesn't just like my boyfriend, she's kissing the father of my child now? Why doesn't she just kill me and get it over with?
"You like him now?" I tried to keep it cool, I couldn't show her my jealousy, we were starting to be friends again and I was already sure that I didn't want to lose her again, ever. Even if it meant I would have to cry every night because best-friend was the most I could ask from her.
"Honestly? I don't know, he's a good looking jew and he's nice to me…" That did it for me, I was no longer hurt or worried, she doesn't really like him.
Everything that's going on with Rachel makes me wonder why I'm still with Finn. I love him as a friend, but it's just not fair what I'm doing to him, any of it. I'm not his, neither is my mind or my body, not even my baby is his. I don't wanna hurt him. I'm being as selfish as I can be, and I am sorry about that. But here I am, walking beside him, trying to be cool, for whatever reason. And suddenly… SPLASH.
My first time on this side of a slushie. I run to the ladies room.
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I walk in there because of a human need, but I see her. Trying to get slushie off her face. "Oh my god…" I run to her, and try to help.
"Rach… don't" she's not looking at me.
I back off. "Why? What's the matter? Are you alright, Quinn?"
"You can't help me… don't…" she burst into tears and I don't know what to do because she doesn't seem to want me near her.
"I can go if you want to."
"Please, don't… don't go" her voice is barely audible and I need to hug her, I need to kiss her… "Let me help you, it's not that hard to clean it up after the amount of practice I've had."
"That's the problem!" she yells and I think it surprises both of us. Her tears fall quickly now, her eyes are all red when she finally looks at me. "I did this to you" You could see her guilt even with your eyes closed.
"It's ok, Quinn, everything's alright now" I get closer, I hug her. She lets me. "No, it's not… I'm so sorry…" she sobs, I hug her tighter. She calms down. We smile at each other.
A few days after that I'm breaking up with Noah. "It's Finn, right?" I don't answer, because it's so not Finn.
"He's never going to leave Quinn. Not with that baby in her belly." It hurts too much that he's right. They won't break up because they're having a baby together, and oh yes, they're in love. At least I think they are. Finn's a subject Quinn and I won't talk about just yet.
"You like her, don't you? I can see you staring at her when I'm staring at Finn." I'm not lying to him, I stare at Finn more than I stare at her because he's the one that has her, he holds her and he kisses her in ways I can't. Which is my fault by the way, because I had the opportunity to be that person and I blew it.
Our break up chat doesn't get much better when I call him a jerk, but it's a deep conversation and I'm having it with Noah Puckerman of all people.
"I just think you want it too much. Which is something I can relate to. I want everything too much. Our relationship was built on a fantasy, like every other one in my life." I'm telling this to him because I can't tell her and I need to let it out.
"I think I just agreed to us being together. Because I thought it would make Finn jealous." Now I'm lying to him. But I can't come out to Puck. Not for the being gay or bi thing, but for the Quinn thing. "I just hope we can still be friends."
"We weren't friends before." I'm glad I called him a jerk.
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"Q, take off those sunglasses. I want to look in your eyes when I give you this
piece of business." For the first time I'm scared of Sue, because I think I know what she'll say next.
"You're off the cheerios. I can't have a pregnant girl on my squad. You're a disgrace." It hits me hard, even though I knew it was coming the moment she found that. My dad made me be a Cheerio in the first place but I stayed because I actually liked it.
I cry alone in the bathroom before Glee starts.
"You okay, Quinn?" Mr. Schue is a sweety, he loves us all.
"Do I look okay? I'm devastated. Now that I'm off the cheerios, I'll start every day with a slushie facial."
"That's okay if that happens, Quinn. Because there are eleven of your friends right here who are going to be more than happy to help clean you off." Everyone agrees with him and I can't help but smile, because no matter what happens, I know I'll always have at least one of them.
Tonight, after that Glee practice, I'm staying at Rachel's again. Tonight, I'm about to relive the best night of my life.
