Quinn gets back to her room and sits on her bed. She puts her hair in a high bun and lay down. Tears start to fall down her cheeks and she shoves them away aggressively. She sighs deeply.

FLASHBACK –

Quinn dials Pucks phone for the twelfth time that day and probably 100th time that week. His voicemail kicks in and Quinn leaves a message,

"Puck, babe, I'm really starting to get worried and scared. It's been six days and I haven't heard from you. If this is you breaking up with me, then just fucking tell me like a man and stop avoiding me. I know things haven't been great with us lately, but I know that we can work this out so please, please call me back. I love you"

BEEP.

END OF FLASHBACK—

Quinn wakes up to Conor's lips on her neck. She jumps up and bangs heads with him.

"Oww"

Quinn rubs her head and Conor laughs.

"Sorry, babe."

Quinn sits up and pecks his lips.

"How'd you sleep?"

Conor stands up and looks around her room.

"Really well, thanks." He turns back around and sits next to her, he cups her cheek, "Are you okay, Quinn? You're eyes are puffy and you've been distant, and I know it's about Puck." He puts a strand of her hair behind her ear. "I just want to make sure you're okay."

Quinn takes a deep breath and looks down at her hands that she is mindlessly playing with.

"I know this isn't fair to you, he was just a big part of my life." She mumbles and looks outside her window.

"Hey, I'm not mad, okay? I get it, I mean you guys had a kid together, he's important to you. I just don't like seeing you like this."

She weakly smiles at him and he pulls her into a hug. She breathes in his scent, cologne and hairspray. Nothing like Puck.

Quinn and Conor pull into the diner, Quinn immediately sees Puck's truck with the Air Force bumper sticker on the back. She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath.

They walk inside and hear Santana's loud voice. Quinn looks over and sees her, Puck and Brittney eating in a booth. Brittney spots them and yells for Quinn,

"Quinn! Come here!"

She sees Puck suddenly look up from his menu and they lock eyes. He looks at her blankly and then back to his menu. Conor and Quinn walk over to their table.

"Aren't you going to sit?" Santana asks them confusingly and slides into the booth. Quinn sits down next to Santana and Conor is about to pull up a chair.

"You know what, man, you can have my seat. I'm not really that hungry." Puck stands up and pats Conor's back. "I'll see you guys in a few weeks" He doesn't look at Quinn once and heads for the exit.

"Just…give me a second." Quinn stands up and runs after Puck. He is opening the door to his car, "You're really leaving?" She walks over to the driver's side.

"Yep." He gets into the car and shuts the door, the window is open.

"I don't want to be like this anymore, Puck. It's tiring."

He looks in front of him and sighs. He opens the car door for her and she slides in next to him. He grabs her hand and she doesn't pull away.

"Quinn, I love you. You know that, Conor knows that, everybody knows that." She looks down at their hands. "I don't want to be like this either, avoiding each other and fighting, but it physically hurts me to be around you." She looks at him and bites her lip. "Not only when you're with Conor, because that just feels like someone ripped my heart out of my chest and fed it to a dog, but even when it's just us, you know, like right now." He turns his body to face her. "I'm so used to just being able to grab your face and kiss you and I can't. Or hold your hand while I drive, or come here like we used to, and order fries with our French toast because I know how much you hate home fries." Quinn breathes loudly and squeezes his hand. "So no, I don't want to be like this, Quinn, but we have to be. It just fucking hurts too much" He lets go of her hand and grabs the steering wheel. "I fucked everything up, I'm a fucking idiot." He starts the engine and looks at her one last time before he reaches over her and opens the door. "Go be happy, Quinn." She takes one last look at him before exiting the car.

She walks back to the table and everyone is eating.

"I got you French toast and home fries"

Quinn forces a smile.