Dear Quinn,
You're very right; there is no point in apologizing because what is done is in fact, done. I however do accept your implied apology. I hope you don't think I was trying to guilt you into an apology with my last letter because that wasn't my intention. I was simply stating the reasons for why I am kind of thrown off by this whole interaction.
I know you said you don't dislike me but once again I must state the obvious. The way you treated me was dislike, Quinn. I really want to understand what you mean by all of this, I do. It's really hard to see past what I am so used to. I must admit though, each one of these letters makes me want to try to see you for who you really are so much more.
You should let someone really know you Quinn. I know it's hard when you live in what seems to be a lie and it's nothing but painful. I also know it's hard to let someone in when you've kept a wall up for so many years but having a real friend is worth trying to be your real self, no matter how hidden it is. If I were to be honest I would say that I already sort of pegged the abuse as an act. I suppose that could once again be the person I saw in you when you were pregnant though. I'm sorry that you have to suffer through this too. Hiding is just as painful as any abuse you've cause me to endure, I'm sure.
You know Quinn, you really don't have to be scared. I know that seems really silly of me to say but it's true. You're the head Cheerio, you're pretty, popular and smart; you can do anything or be anyone and no one would bat an eyelash because of your status. I guess power can be an evil thing to possess though so I assume you're terrified that one little change in you would knock you down the ladder; especially since Santana is obviously still holding that grudge against you for demoting her from head Cheerio.
You should really try and be more honest with yourself Quinn. You could always keep a little notebook with all of your mental musings so at least whatever you're scared of telling anyone will be real, for you. You don't ever have to tell anyone really, as long as it's real for you; that way you wouldn't feel like you're so much lying as you are being private. It's just a silly little thought though.
I don't trust you but I almost feel like I want to. I also never said I didn't want to talk to you; I just said I don't think I can do it to your face. I am harboring way too many emotions and I think if we were to speak in person I would resemble you on the bathroom floor that day.
You're welcome again for accepting it. Keep your chin up, Quinn.
Sincerely,
Rachel Berry
