When Quinn wakes up the next morning, it takes a second before she gathers her bearings. As soon as she realises what happened last night, a weight seems to fall down on her shoulders. She wants to shake it off and gets out of the bed she doesn't remember getting into, but it's no use. She follows the smell of coffee to the kitchen and cracks a smile when she sees the bacon sizzling in the pan on the stove.

"Good morning!" Holly says entirely too cheerfully for this time of day. "Your love for bacon isn't exactly a secret and I treat my guests well. Sit down!"

Quinn mumbles a good morning back and sits down at the table, sighing heavily. Holly pours her a cup of coffee and frowns at her. "How are you feeling?" she asks, softly now.

"Like I really want Tiago here?" Quinn admits freely. She's tired of games and lies. Besides, this is Holly. She can trust her. "It just sucks. He's always here and now that I need him, he's not."

"Well, you know he's only a text away. I bet he'd find a way to get home in a heartbeat if he heard what happened."

"I don't know," Quinn says hesitantly. "He doesn't see his extended family very often. I don't want to ruin it for him, you know?"

"I really think it'd be good for you to have his support now. I'm sure he wouldn't mind being called away. If anything, he'd be upset you didn't call him. Anyway - did you get some rest?"

"Barely closed an eye," Quinn sighs, then realising what it might sound like. "Don't get me wrong, the bed is lovely, it's all just so much to take in. Not only did they kick me out, I have no idea how I'm supposed to go to college, if they're still paying... I honestly don't think so, and I haven't applied for any scholarships. But then again, I want to worry about that later. Right now, I just want to talk to Santiago."

"Why don't you have a hot shower? Fresh towels are in the cabinet. Then we'll take it from there."

"Okay, that sounds good."

###

Holly orders pizza for lunch and even though Quinn barely gets to eat it, even though she loves it, she doesn't enjoy it nearly as much as she would without the worries weighing her down. When the doorbell rings, Quinn looks up in surprise. She really doesn't feel like dealing with a stranger now and gets up to go the second bedroom, where she woke up this morning.

"No, you stay, Quinn," Holly smiles. "I promise you won't regret it."

Quinn frows, but decides to trust her teacher. When Holly opens the door, Quinn is dumbfounded at the sight. "Tiago?"

Tiago looks like crap, but he flies to her and wraps his arms around him before she gets the chance to really take him in. "Why the hell didn't you call me, Quinn?" he berates her, the effect kind of lost by his worried embrace.

"I didn't want to ruin your family time," she mumbles against his (smelly) shirt, pulling him closer to her. Then, a thought strikes her. "How come you're home already?"

"Holly called me this morning. She didn't tell me what went down exactly, all I know is those fucking assholes kicked you out for no good reason and you didn't fucking call me. Care to tell me what the hell happened?"

Quinn sighs. "Can we maybe go to your place? I've got some fresh clothes there."

"Yeah, sure. The others are still in Kentucky, or they might be on the way home, I'm not sure."

Holly smiles. "Alright, Quinn, I'll give you my number and you give me a call when you're heading back here, okay? I'll be in all day."

Quinn nods. "Thanks, Holly."

Holly walks over to Quinn and gives her a hug. "Any time, Quinn."

###

Quinn goes straight to Tiago's room, putting on some other clothes. Tiago is still going on about how she should have told him.

"Tiago, can you shut up and hold me?"

He sighs and buries his face in his hands, clearly as tired as she is. "Fine, but only if you tell me why the hell they kicked you out."

Quinn takes a deep breath. "I guess I have no choice, right?"

"Damn right you don't. And I want to know everything, so don't you leave anything out."

Quinn crawls into his bed and waits for Tiago to join her. When she can feel his arms around her, she begins her story. She knows it's no use lying to him, and she doesn't want to anyway, so she includes everything her father said. The only thing she leaves out is the part where she says she's in love with Tiago and will basically fuck him any which way before marriage.

Quinn turns around in surprise when he lets go of her and gets out of the bed. His face is flushed with anger. "I'm going to fucking kill that fucking bigoted pig," he spits. "He has no fucking right to say those things to you."

He grabs a pair of shoes and puts them on.

"Where are you going?" Quinn asks warily. She's never seen him so angry before.

"I'm going to fucking kill him with my bare hands," he says decidedly.

When he leaves the room, Quinn jumps up and goes after him. "Tiago, stop it! You know he has connection in high places - if you lay a hand on him, he'll find a way to ruin your life and I don't want that for you! He'll ruin your life and that of your parents and your sister. He's not worth it."

"No, Quinn," Tiago says, his voice shaking with anger. "He doesn't get to fucking do this and get away with it. I'm gonna beat the motherfucking shit out of that, that - that fucking monster!"

She grabs his arm and forces him to look her in the eye. "No. Tiago, he's gonna hurt you. Don't. I don't need that from you. I need you to hold me and tell me I'll find a way out of this." Tears spring to her eyes. "I just need you to hold me, Tiago," she repeats, her voice small. "I don't need you to go all heroic. I need you here with me."

He looks at her and she can feel him resign. Finally, he sighs. "Alright. But I'm telling mom and dad as soon as they get home."

She takes his hand and leads him back to his room and his bed. Soon, they're back in their usual positions. Quinn turns around, wrapping her arms around him as well. "I didn't get any sleep last night and I'm really tired, so I'm just gonna nap, okay?"

"Yeah," Tiago says softly, ruffling her hair. "I'll be right here."

Quinn falls into a deep sleep instantly.

###

Quinn is on top of Tiago, her hands cupping his face. She kisses his lips intensely, pressing her bodies against his. She licks his lips and he opens them slightly, the kiss soon turning more passionate. She's not wearing a bra and her nightshirt is so thin.

"Quinn," Tiago moans. "Oh God - Quinn - I"

"Shut up," Quinn mumbles against his lips, her hand sliding down to his wrist. She takes it and puts his hand on her stomach, guiding it upwards to her tits.

Tiago moans when he palms her breast, her nipple hardening agains the palm of his hand. She nips at his lower lip, pushing her hips into him. He groans and follows her motions. The combination of his lips, his tongue, and his hands urge her to buckle her hips into his.

Suddenly, she feels something between her legs. They're wrapped around his hips and it takes her a second to realise that that foreign yet amazing sensation is probably his hardening dick. At first, she goes along with it, pushing into him even more, just because it feels so good. They're both moaning into the kiss now, but when Tiago wants to throw her over, Quinn realises what's happening.

His dick is hardening against her crotch. He's basically horny for her. They're basically on the way to having sex.

"Quinn?" Tiago asks worriedly. "Are you okay?" He shakes her shoulder. "Quinn? Hey? What's wrong?"

Quinn wakes up, startled. She looks around, then realises where she is. It was just a dream. She doesn't know if she's disappointed or relieved. Probably the former. But then that thought is so scary she tries everything she can to push it away.

"Yeah, I'm fine, what time is it?"

"You were moaning like crazy, Q. And you were humping me."

Quinn flushes. "Okay. Okay. Um. I have to get back to Holly's and I'll call you later so we can meet up. Yeah. I have to go. Talk to you later."

And before Tiago can say anything else, Quinn is out of the door and on her way to Holly's. On her way there, she gets out her cellphone to let her teacher know she's only about a block away.

Holly lets her in.

"So, I'm really just here to pick my stuff up. I'm going to look for a motel I can afford and I'd like to find one in time."

Holly frowns. "A motel? What are you talking about?"

"I have to live somewhere. I don't want to move in with Tiago because things are weird and I don't want to impose and I don't really have anywhere else to go."

"You're in love with him?"

"You know?" Quinn asks, shocked. "Shit, I only know since last night! Am I that obvious?"

"Pretty much," Holly shrugs. "Anyway, you're not going to a motel. I've been thinking about you all day and it'd be ridiculous. I have a two-bedroom apartment. I figured you'd stay with Tiago, but then I thought you never know they don't have the space. I have the space. You're moving in with me."

"No," Quinn says decisively. "I can't pay my way for a place as nice as this."

Holly frowns. "I don't want you to worry about that. We'll figure something out. But you're not staying in a motel. Please?" she pouts. "As a favour to me? I could use the company. Besides, you know Tiago's going to throw a fit. You don't need more worries. Just let me do this for you?"

"Alright," Quinn sighs, then groans as she slumps down on the couch. She looks up at Holly in despair. "How did this happen, Holly?"