I don't own glee.
I was going to update yesterday, but for the sake of the narrative and to minimize the mistakes, I'm doing it now.
So here it is!
She closes her eyes again; it can't be over, she wants to go back. She needs to go back.
Rachel opens her eyes. Nothing.
Nothing but the sight of her old bedroom; she gets out of her bed quickly. Maybe she was visiting her dads last night? She holds onto this shred of hope.
The Broadway star runs down the stairs, puts on her coat and snow boots and goes toward her daddy's car.
A few minutes later she is standing in front of their house. She tries to open the door but it's closed. She rings the bell and waits eagerly.
The door opens and an old woman emerges from inside.
"Yes, can I help you?" The woman says sympathetically.
"Who are you?" Rachel frowns.
"Excuse me?"
"This is my house; this is my… house?"
"Is this a joke? I'm sorry but I won't tolerate this…"
"I live in this house," She cries out. "With my family…" She whispers sadly.
The old woman gets upset.
"Please go away or I'll call the police…" She says rudely.
Despair, it is what Rachel is feeling now.
"I'm sorry for bothering you, I'm leaving…" She shrugs.
Rachel walks slowly toward the car. She drives back home and when she gets there she goes straight to her bedroom.
She leans her back on the door and stares at herself; a picture of her, that is.
A five years old Rachel.
Toni…
"Rachel honey? Are you awake?'
Hiram knocks on the door.
"Yeah…"
"Come downstairs, Leroy and I are going to make pancakes…"
"Okay…"
She sighs and wallows for another moment in her own sadness. Then she leaves her bedroom.
"Morning baby girl!" Hiram shouts as she arrives in the kitchen.
"Merry Christmas!" Leroy adds.
"Christmas?" She whispers sadly.
Of course…
"Are you okay honey?" The taller father asks.
"Daddy, dad… we have to talk…"
"Sure…" Leroy and Hiram look at each other, concern on their faces.
"Is this about your divorce?" Hiram questions her.
"No, I'm going to divorce, that's settled… and I'm okay with this…"
"We're listening…" Leroy states.
"I married Finn in love with someone else…"
She says forthrightly, and then she takes a deep breath.
"A woman…"
They get astonished.
"What?!" Hiram opens his mouth widely.
"Rachel… you… you're…"
"Gay?"
They both nod emphatically.
"Before I put some kind of label on my sexuality, I want to tell you guys something…"
She gets close to the counter's chair and sits, their eyes never leaving her.
"Mo… Shelby knows, she tried to make me call off the wedding… we had this big fight, she told me that she knew I was in love with… well… I pushed her away." She sighs.
"Oh, that explains why she wasn't at the wedding…"
"Yes daddy…"
"Are you still in love with this woman?" Hiram stares at her in a fond way.
"Yes…"
"Who is she Rachel?" Leroy questions her daughter, anxiety on his face.
She closes her eyes and her tears stream down.
"Quinn…"
"Quinn?" He gets surprised. "Quinn Fabray?"
She nods, crying hard.
"Cheerleader Quinn Fabray? Yale Quinn Fabray? Oscar nominee Quinn Fabray?"
"That's the one dad…" She smiles sadly.
"Does she… does she feel the same way?" Hiram asks gently.
"Somehow…"
"But you guys don't, I mean, in one moment you were best friends and in the other you were strangers…"
"Six years ago, she told me she was in love with me; she told me that she had always been in love with me… but I refused her love… we didn't get apart overnight dad, but you're right we've become strangers; the physical distance helped a lot, but I'm the one to blame."
"That's why you're getting divorced?"
"No… Finn and I didn't work… I still care about him and he cares about me, and I really hope we can be friends…" She muses a little. "So, I have to say, I don't think I'm gay… but definitely, I feel attracted to women, I had some little affairs before marrying Finn…"
"Why did you marry him?" Hiram sighs.
"It was the easiest choice…"
"Easiest choice?"
"I've disappointed my mother, I've disappointed my best friend and I broke Quinn's heart… it's okay dad, you can say it…"
"Have you been hiding your sexuality with your marriage?" Leroy finally asks.
"No, I really loved Finn and I was faithful to him all this time; but yes, when I said it was the easiest choice, I meant that I chose Finn because he is a guy…"
"But baby girl, we raised you…"
"I know, I know… you both did an amazing job, you taught me to be an open-hearted person and you taught me to love people, regardless of color, religion and sexuality; that's what I loved the most in glee club; how, despite our differences, we managed to become friends, yes we used to fight nearly every day, but we loved each other… but being in glee also showed me how hard it is to be different… I wanted to have a perfect family dads, but that's the point, perfect in the eyes of whom? Society?"
"So?"
"Yes…"
She nods ashamed.
"But I started wondering, why was I caring about what society might say? I never cared… I let her go because I was afraid, because I was a coward and because for the first time ever I wasn't being myself…"
They remain silent for awhile digesting everything that was said.
"Well, the past is the past honey… would it have been better if you had opened up to us? Sure, should we have noticed this? Yes… but I'm glad you told us now…" Hiram smiles at her.
"H is right; but tell me, does she know how you feel?"
"No, she doesn't know; and now I'm afraid that is too late…"
"So that's it? Will you give up?" Leroy questions her.
They stare at her waiting for her answers.
"No, I love her too much to give up…"
This house used to be her joy; but now every step she takes makes her feel down. Though, she knows that when she get back to New York it will be far worse.
After a considerably quiet breakfast she left her dads.
Rachel went straight to her bed.
She might be there, lying on that mattress forever. She is really considering this idea.
And then all of a sudden, something hits her.
"Mom!"
Rachel stands up quickly to take her phone.
"Where is my fucking phone?!"
Right there in the nightstand.
"See… I didn't lose you…"
She calls her mother.
"Hello…"
Rachel smiles from ear to ear.
"Hello… uh… Shelby?"
"Rachel?"
"Yes…" She bursts into tears. "Mom… oh God I'm so happy to hear your voice…"
"Honey, what's wrong, are you crying? Where are you?"
"You were right mom, about me, about the wedding, about Quinn…"
"Rachel where are you? Are you in New York? Please sweetie, tell me what's going on?"
"I'm fine; I just wanted to hear your voice… I'm here in Lima…"
"Lima? I'm here in Lima too… are you in your dads' house? I'm going there now…"
"You're here? Where?"
"My mother's house…"
"Yes, of course… I forgot…"
"I'll be there in a minute…"
"No, don't move, I'll come to you…"
"Okay…"
"Mom?"
"Yes sweetie?"
"I love you…"
Not long after she is in front of the house of Shelby's mother.
Am I about to meet my grandma?
She is indeed, but is somebody else who answers the door.
"Ray!"
Happiness, joy, bliss; she can barely breathe.
"Beth!"
Rachel gets close to the girl and puts Beth into her arms. She hugs the girl tight.
"Merry Christmas!" The blonde girl says into her sister's arms.
"Merry Christmas…" She pulls away.
"Did I grow too much, or you're short like that?"
"I'm not that short…"
Beth giggles.
"My God… you're more beautiful than I remembered; you're the prettiest girl I've ever seen, did you know that?"
"I thought my mother was the prettiest girl you've ever seen…"
The brunette smiles widely.
"I said that huh?"
"Yes you said… I think I was nine or something…"
Rachel looks at her fondly.
"Come in, mom is coming; she is dressing up for you…"
They walk inside.
"I loved the gift you sent me by the way…"
"I'm glad to hear it…" She mentally curses herself.
Send the gift… could I be any colder?
"Do you want something?"
"My mom?" She teases.
Beth smiles.
"Rachel?"
"There she is…" Beth says playfully. "I'll leave you guys, but I'll be back…"
"Come here…" Rachel takes her sister's arm pulls her closer and kisses her cheek. "Now you can go…"
The blonde girl giggles and the two brunettes watch as she walks away.
"Honey, are you okay? You seemed…"
Before Shelby can finish Rachel throws herself into her mother's arms.
"I'm sorry…"
"What for?"
Rachel sighs heavily.
"For everything…"
"Take a seat honey…"
They sit and Shelby smiles at her daughter.
"Talk to me."
"I'm getting divorced…"
"I'm sorry to hear that, I'm here for you…"
"I-I… I still love her, I mean, I am undeniably in love with her… you were right…"
"It's not about being right or wrong; I just didn't want you to be unhappy…"
"Well, where is she?"
Shelby mother's appears in the living room.
"Rach? Uh, I want you to meet my mother…"
Rachel stands up and gets close to her grandma.
"Hi, Mrs. Corcoran, it's a pleasure to finally meet you…"
"Better late than never, uh?" The older woman teases her. "Come closer dear, I want to see you better…" She smiles. "Aren't you a beauty?" She turns to her daughter. "You were right; she is just like you Shel…"
"She is…"
"Are you staying to lunch dear?"
"Well I…"
"Rach?"
"Yes mom?"
"I don't think it's a good idea…"
"Why?"
"Mom could you give us a moment?"
"Sure…" She kisses Rachel cheek. "It was a pleasure to meet you too sweetie…"
Rachel smiles her big smile.
"Quinn is coming…" Shelby says calmly.
"Quinn is here?!" She shouts eagerly.
"Yes, to spend Christmas with Beth, I know you guys have a lot to talk, but it's Christmas and they have so limited time together…"
"No, of course… they need to be together on Christmas…" She smiles widely.
"But tell me; are you okay with the divorce thing?"
They talked a little bit more. Rachel is happy, it still sucks coming back to the old life, but having her mother back is good, more than good.
"I'm glad you're not mad at me…"
"As if that would ever happen…" Shelby kisses her daughter's cheek.
After a long good bye she leaves.
She has to go, she don't want to ruin Beth's Christmas.
But she leaves the house in bliss.
Quinn is in Lima.
And first of all, and before trying to win Quinn's heart, she needs to put an end in her relationship with Finn. Not that this has not happened yet; in any case they need a closure.
Then she will be free.
"Rach!"
"Hi Kurt," she hugs her best friend.
"Hi! Come in…"
Rachel gets inside the house. Even with the divorce, she still feels at home in there.
"I need to talk to you Kurt…"
"Oh God, that's something wrong?" He opens his eyes widely.
"Not exactly…"
"Okay, let's go to my bedroom…"
"Uh, I need to see Finn first…"
Kurt frowns. He knows about the divorce, of course.
"Sure… he is in his bedroom, you know the way…"
"Yes, I won't be long, and then we can talk…"
Rachel goes to Finn's bedroom. She knocks on the door and she hears his voice from inside.
"Come in…"
She walks in.
"Rach?"
"Hi…"
"Hi…" He gets close to her and kisses her head.
"Merry Christmas…" She says weakly.
"Merry Christmas…"
An awkward silence.
"So…"
"Okay, this is ridiculous… our marriage didn't work but it doesn't mean we'll be strangers… right?"
"No… I don't want us to be strangers…" He smiles.
"Good…" She sits on the bed. "Finn?"
"Yes?" he sits on his computer chair.
"I'm sorry…"
"Why?"
"I don't know; I guess… you were right; in these last years I haven't been myself, but I want to get back…" She sighs and looks at his eyes. "I'm sorry for our marriage…"
"Well, I hope you're back now, cause I really miss your old self…"
"I am…"
He nods. "But don't beat yourself; I wasn't exactly the perfect husband…"
"Actually, you were quite good…"
"Really?"
"When you weren't calling me selfish, that is…"
They laugh.
"I need to tell you something…" Rachel bites her lip eagerly.
He looks at her with a straight face.
"I'm in love with someone else…"
Finn stiffens his jaw.
"When did it happen?"
"I've never cheated on you, if that's what you're thinking…"
"When?!" He raises his voice a little.
"Before we married; actually way before…"
"What?" He gets shocked. "Who?"
"Quinn…"
He shrugs. "Oh…"
"Nothing ever happened… I promise…"
"I believe in you… I just…"
"Do you remember the day that I was going to L.A. but you stopped me?"
"Yeah…"
He remembers very well.
"I was going after her because she told me she loved me; but I chose you… for the wrong reasons though…"
They remain silent for a moment, reflecting on everything.
"She is here…" His gaze is unfocused.
She nods.
"So, you want my blessing? That's why you came here? You will start dating her?"
"No…first of all, I don't need your blessing, after we sign the papers, we free to be with whoever we want…"
"That easy?" He disdains.
"No… I just… I'm here because I care about you Finn…" She sighs and starts over. "I know nothing about her… we barely talk to each other, you know that… she probably doesn't feel the same way anymore…"
"Yeah right…"
"Look, I'm just being honest with you… I really want us to be friends…"
"But if she still love you? Will you be with her?"
"Yes…"
He sighs audibly. "I'll need time to get used to this…"
"Sure… uh… Listen, I… I'm going to see Kurt…"
"Okay…"
She stands up, gets close to him and kisses his forehead; then she walks out of the room.
"Everything okay?"
Kurt says as soon as she enters in his bedroom.
"Yeah…"
She throws herself on her best friend's bed.
"Hey… tell me…"
As she lies in his bed and Kurt starts stroking her long hair, her mind flies away.
Flashback:
"Just breathe slowly honey; you'll get better…"
"Kurt I need to know where is she… I need to know if she is okay…"
"Rach, calm down; you're just having a panic attack… because, you know…"
She closes her eyes.
"Okay, Quinn is not answering her phone…" Tina says as soon as she approaches them.
Rachel whines and starts pacing on the room.
"See? I tried to call her but she didn't answer too…"She says eager.
"Look, she doesn't want to answer her phone… so what? And if I know her, I know why she doesn't want to answer it…"
"Don't start…"
"Me? You're the one worried about Quinn Fabray when your future husband is waiting for you in the altar! Stop pacing in this room!"He shouts.
Tina and Blaine eyes open wide.
"Well, I'm sorry if I'm concern Kurt, but the last time I was about to get married she almost died!"
She takes her phone.
"You're doing it again Rachel…"
He stares at her.
"What?"
"Please, stop it now… I love Finn, but I can see what is happening in here…"
"Nothing is happening; I'm going to marry Finn as soon as I hear she is fine…"
He lets out a laugh.
"So you can have your perfect family…"
"That's something wrong with this?"
"Except for the part you're in love with someone else?"
"Baby…" Blaine reprimands his fiancé.
"No! I can't be quiet now, look at you…" He gestures at her.
"Hey guys! Wow! You're beautiful Rach…" Brittany is all smiles. "What's up?"
"Where is Santana?" Rachel asks sadly.
"Well… she…" She sighs. "She wanted to come, really, but she decided to stay with Quinn…"
"Why? What's wrong? Where is Quinn?"
"B, Rachel is worried about Quinn, because you know, the accident?"
"Oh…" She nods.
"So, please, could you tell her that Quinn is fine?"
"She is fine Rach I promise; don't be mad at her, she couldn't come…"
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure; I just talked to Santana moments ago…"
Rachel puts back her façade and takes a deep breath.
"Okay, so now," She looks at Kurt. "I can get married…"
Now:
"I believe this is the moment you say: I told you so…"
"Why?"
"Well, I'm going to divorce…"
"I'd never do that…"
"That's not all…" She draws her lips into her mouth. "I'm in love with Quinn…"
He stares at her with curiosity.
"What you mean?"
"I'm in love…"
"No, I get that; that's not news, but why are you saying this now?"
She sits up. "Cause I want her…"
"What?!"
"I had this…"
Dream? No… It wasn't a dream…
"Dream… last night; Kurt I…" She starts crying. "I need her…"
"Hey, don't be like this… I… well," He tilts his head to the side. "I told you so…"
She giggles and hits him with a pillow.
"What are you going to do?"
"I really have no idea… I need to see Brittany, do you wanna come?"
"Why do you need to see Britt?"
"She is Quinn's best friend after all and well… Santana, she will try to protect Quinn at all costs… I need Brittany as my ally…"
As per usual…
"Okay… that's a start…"
His phone starts ringing.
"Oh! Speak of the devil…" He answers his phone. "Hello Satan!"
Rachel laughs amused with her friends; because despite the distance, they are friends.
She thinks about how idiot she has been.
"Lady Hummel…"
He rolls his eyes.
"What's up?"
"Listen; are you going to show up or what? Brittany wants to know, obviously…"
"Sure… Brittany… anyway, where are you guys?"
"My mother's…"
"You mean your home?"
"I live in L.A…"
"Whaaatever…"
"Whatever back."
He giggles.
"Okay, I'm coming and I'm taking someone with me…"
"Sure, B wants to see Blaine too…"
"Santana stop pretending you don't care, I know you miss us; by the way, it's not Blaine, it's someone else…"
"Who?"
"It's a surprise…"
"Kurt!"
"Bye!"
He hangs up.
"Well, it seems we have a meeting…"
"Yeah…" She gets a little eager. "I'm screwed…"
Kurt shakes his head. This is going to be an interesting Christmas.
"Kurt, I don't know…"
"Don't be a fool…"
They are standing in the front door of the Lopez house.
"I'll get the door!"
Brittany shouts happily.
"Hey…" She beams with joy as soon as she sees Rachel. "Rach!"
"Hi…"
The tall blonde hugs and lifts the brunette in the air.
"It's so good to see you!"
"It's good to see you too Britt!"
"Come in guys…"
"Okay, who is this mysterious…"
Santana stops in mid sentence when she sees who is with Kurt.
"Rachel?"
"Hi Santana…"
"You might want to sit down girls; Rachel has something to say…"
"Kurt!"
"What? The sooner the better..."
"What's it?" Brittany asks curious.
"I finally realized… I…" She swallows hard. "I…"
"Oh God!" He throws his hand in the air. "Rachel is still in love with Quinn and she wants our help to get her lady…"
"That's not exactly what I wanted to say…" Rachel huffs annoyed.
"No fucking way… no!"
"San…"
"No! So what? after ages you decided you can mess with her life? She is fine without you…" She exhales soundly. "What about Finn?"
"We're getting a divorce…"
She stares at the Broadway star for a moment.
But then…
Her hand hits Rachel's cheek hard.
"What the hell!" She shouts angrily.
"That was for being stupid…" Santana smirks.
"Well, I'm glad my divorce it's such an amusement to you…"
"What? You think I'm happy?"
No, she wasn't. Santana wasn't happy at all; Rachel can see it.
"You're okay?" She asks roughly.
Rachel nods. The Latina frowns, concern on her face.
"And Finn?"
Despite her utter astonishment, Rachel answers her.
"He is fine… kind of…"
Before Rachel can do anything.
Another slap.
"What the fuck!"
She rubs her other cheek. Kurt and Brittany are shocked.
"That's for Quinn…"
"That's! ugh…well… I think I deserved it…"
"You did…"
Brittany wraps her arm around Rachel's shoulder and takes her to the couch. Kurt and Santana follow the two women.
"Look, I know I messed up… but I love her…" she says as she sits.
"We know, San is being protective because, well, we saw how Quinn got…"
"B…" Santana sighs.
"Santana, they love each other…" Kurt says calmly.
"No Kurt, that was past… Quinn suffered enough, now she is finally happy, she moved on; you should do the same…"
"I don't want to…"
"You have to… damn it!" She huffs. "I knew this was going to happen!"
"San… love is complicated; it took me forever to figure it out … look at us baby, we had our ups and downs too…"
"I'll fight for her Santana; with or without your help…"
They all get thoughtful and the living room gets silent.
"I think it'll be better with my help…" Santana finally says.
Brittany and Kurt smile at her, excitement on their faces.
"Good, we all agree… enough with the drama, it's Christmas!" He says.
"And last day of Hanukah…" Rachel adds.
Laughing, yelling and teasing each other they engaged in a joyful talk, as if they were again teenagers.
Moments later the doorbell rings.
"Who is it baby?" Brittany asks.
"I don't know, I'll see…"
Santana walks toward the front door. As she opens the door and sees who is standing in her porch, she smirks.
"Hey there, Merry Christmas!" Quinn says happily.
"Yeah, Merry Christmas for you Fabray…" She says cynically.
The blonde woman frowns a little.
"Come in bitch…"
"I won't be long…"
They keep walking inside.
"I was with Beth, did you know that Ra…."
She freezes, her eyes locked onto those brown eyes that have always bewitched her.
"Hi…" Rachel says as she smiles shyly.
It is funny but it seems that they are the only ones in the room.
"Hi…"
"Hi Quinn." Kurt says smirking.
"Hi-hi… hi Kurt, how are you?" She manages to take her eyes from Rachel's chocolate ones and turns to him. He gets close to her and they hug each other. "Where is Blaine?"
"With his parents…"
"Oh… right…"
Rachel stands up to get close. She has to fight the urge to kiss the blonde right there.
"It's good to see you Quinn,"
"Yes, it's good to see you too…" She says casually.
"You're with long hair…"
"Too long actually, it's because of the movie; I'll cut it though and this time I think I'll cut like senior year again…"
"Oh yeah, I like you with short hair… I mean… I like you with long hair too… any hair actually, you're beautiful anyway…"
"Uh… thank you…"
"I just…"
"S? Can I talk to you?" Quinn turns abruptly to her friend.
"Sure…"
"Now…"
Quinn grabs the Latina's arm and drags her upstairs. They walk in Santana's bedroom.
"What is she doing here?"
"Who?"
She rolls her eyes. "Your mother…"
"My mother lives here so…"
"Rachel!"
"Well, she is visiting me and Britt…"
"Why?"
"She missed us?"
Quinn sighs soundly.
"Look, I have to go… I just passed by to wish merry Christmas… we're leaving tomorrow right?"
"You're ridiculous…" Santana looks up playfully. "and I really thought you had moved on, you know? I thought you had got over her… I can see you didn't…"
"What are you talking about? I'm totally over her…"
"Yeah yeah, right…" She says annoyed. "they are getting divorced…"
"Who?"
"Rachel and potato's head…"
The blonde stares at her friend, curiosity in her eyes.
"Aw… do I have your attention now?"
"You're an ass; what is the rule?"
"You love her…"
Quinn ignores her friend.
"Never mention the R world!"
"Screw the rule! You love her, and she loves you!"
"Don't start it again…"
"No, this time is different…"
"Stop it!"
Before Santana can say anything else, Quinn leaves the room and goes downstairs.
Meanwhile, Rachel is pacing eagerly in the living room.
"Hey guys… I'm sorry but I have to go… "
"What? Why?" Rachel says promptly.
"Mom and Frannie are waiting for me…"
"But…"
"It was good to see you Rach..."
Rachel opens her mouth in disbelief.
"Bye Kurt, bye Britt, see you tomorrow…"
"Bye Quinn…"
"Okay…" Brittany says confused.
She walks toward the door as Santana rejoins them again.
"What happened?"
Kurt asks her right away.
"She is Quinn…" Santana shrugs.
"She is…"
Rachel says amused and then she runs after Quinn.
"Quinn!"
She calls the hasty actress.
"Quinn!"
The blonde stops, she stood still for a moment and then she turns around.
"Yes?"
Suddenly Rachel is speechless. Sure, the beauty is still there, but her façade makes the brunette remember the old Quinn; the one who tormented her in high school. Or maybe she is just overreacting, because somehow she got used to the look of utter adoration in those hazel eyes. And she wants it back.
"Can I talk to you?"
"I really have to go…"
"No, you don't… I know what you're doing…"
The blonde rakes Rachel's body up and down.
"And what am I doing Rachel?" She says coldly.
"You're running away…"
"From you?"
Rachel nods.
"Why I'd be running away from you…"
"It's okay, I understand you… first of all I want to say that I'm sorry, for this six years; I should've been a better friend…"
"I got over it…" She says sarcastically.
"I know…" Rachel stares at the blonde.
"What do you want Rachel?"
She gets a little closer and she can see Quinn's attitude crumbling a little.
"Do you ever think about us, Quinn? About that night…"
Bemused, Quinn laughs. Then she sees that Rachel is not laughing.
"You're serious..."
The brunette nods calmly.
"What do you want from me? You want me to tell you that everything that happened was okay? Yes, I was heartbroken... But I got over it; I moved on."
"You moved on?" She arches an eyebrow. "Easy like that?"
"People change Rachel, I changed; I don't know why you suddenly feel the need to revisit that time in our lives but I assure you, it's over..."
"Quinn…"
"I have to go…" She opens the car door. "Merry Christmas Rach…"
"I love you…" She stares intensely at the blonde.
Quinn gets paralyzed for a moment but she manages to enter in her car.
And Rachel watches as she drives away.
Not long after Kurt appears.
"Come on Rach… you'll freeze here…"
He wraps his arm around her shoulders and takes her inside.
"Well, I wasn't expecting her to give in quickly or that she would immediately jump on my arms, but I didn't think she would run away so fast…" Rachel says to her three friends.
"She still loves you Berry…" Santana states. "She just needs time…"
"Are you sure?"
"Sort of…"
"I'm with Santana…" Kurt nods playfully.
"San, are we leaving tomorrow?"
"I don't know baby we agreed we were going to go home together… Puck will do whatever she says obviously…"
"Puck is here?" Rachel huffs jealous.
"Of course, he wanted to see Beth…" Brittany answers her.
Rachel nods thoughtful. "She can't leave tomorrow, she won't go tomorrow…" She says resolute. "We need to talk… what time she'll take her plane?"
What did she say?
I love you…
So what? Rachel decided to mess up with her head?
She is fine, she moved on. She has a great life, without Rachel Berry in it!
Quinn is furious.
She parks her car and bursts inside her house.
"Quinnie?"
"Yes!"
She runs upstairs and locks herself in her bedroom. She huffs when she hears her phone ringing.
"What?"
"So you dumped Berry?"
"Do you have something relevant to say?"
"Besides, you're an idiot?"
"Yeah? Look, I didn't dump her; I needed to come home…"
"Sure… I'll tell you something, you just lost the chance to spend Christmas having wild make up sex…"
Quinn groans. "You're an ass…"
"You're thinking about it… aren't you?" She teases.
"No I'm not… S, please, if you're my friend then you know how hard it was for me to get over her…"
"I know, but…"
"Then we're done with this subject, you missed her, I'm fine with it… I'm sorry if somehow I kept you guys apart; but that's it, no more you're in love with Rachel stuff… okay?"
"Okay…"
It was a terrible night. She didn't sleep well. How could she sleep without Quinn by her side?
Moreover her mind was on overdrive. She needed to find a way to make Quinn see; they need each other.
And she needed to rush.
Because she can't stand being without Quinn, though she knows that the blonde can be very stubborn.
Very stubborn.
In fact next day, as she said, she is ready to leave.
"Are we really going?"
"Yes…"
"But Quinn…"
"B, I'm leaving today… you guys can stay though…"
She closes the suitcase that is on her bed.
"Why can't you talk to her?" Brittany says pouting.
"We talked, I said hi, she said hi… and that's it…"
"This is not right…"
"Britt, let it go… you know how she is…" Santana says annoyed. "All right Q, we're leaving today too…"
"Great…"
They hear a knock on the door.
"Come in!" Quinn shouts.
"Quinnie? You have a visit…"
"What?" She frowns. "Who's it?"
"Why don't you go to see for yourself?" Judy winks at her and leaves the room.
"What was that?"
She turns to her smirking friends. She narrows her eyes at them. Deep down she knows who is downstairs.
Stubbornness isn't only her thing, apparently.
She huffs and goes downstairs. Rachel is waiting for her in the living room.
"Two consecutive days, that's a record for us…" She states playfully.
"Yeah… I like your house…"
Rachel says happily as she looks around.
"Quinn, Britt and I are going home; we'll be here at six o'clock…"
"Hi Rach…" Brittany says happily. "See you later…" She winks at the brunette.
"Okay…"
Rachel smiles at her and Quinn narrows her eyes at the three animated women.
"So?"
"Forthright? Straight to the point?" She says playfully.
"That would be great…"
"I love you… I know I'm probably too late but I do, I love you Quinn and I really want to start over…"
"You want…" She laughs sarcastically. "You want to start over… what exactly, can you tell me?" Quinn arches her eyebrow.
"You're mad at me, I know…" She throws her hand in the air.
"I'm not… I'm not mad at you…" She crosses her arms childlike. "What you're doing?"
"God…" She sighs dramatically.
This is definitely not the Quinn that would melt with a simple smile. Rachel knows that she will have to fight hard.
"I just need time to prove you that I love you, please don't go today…"
"But… you don't have to prove anything; I don't want you to prove anything…"
"Please…"
"What about Finn anyway…" She looks away.
"We're over, I swear…"
She grins ironical.
"So you had a fight with him and decided to mess with my life? Then what? Are you going to run after him as soon as he snaps his fingers?"
"No… I won't…"
"No?"
"No, we're getting divorced… it's really over between us…"
"But you're still married?"
"Yes… but…"
"Rach… please…" She sighs. "Just go…"
"Quinn…"
"Just go!"
She shrugs disillusioned.
"Okay…"
Quinn presses her nails into her hands and Rachel turns around to leave. But then she stops, she won't give up like this.
"We had a house here in Lima…"
She turns around to face the blonde.
"We had a baby girl..."
"Don't do this, Rach..."
"She's a little precocious... yes, she is just like me…" She smiles prideful and wistful. "you carried her... you know, in your belly; and when she smiles..."
She is fighting back the tears.
"And you, you spoil her so much, but she listens to you, she always listens to you... you're a wonderful mother... not just with Toni, this is her name..."
Quinn looks at her, more and more interested.
"But with Beth too... You're just amazing... most of the time I don't know what to do, but not you… you always know what to do; you're amazing… "
Rachel smiles tearful; Quinn eyes are glazed onto the brunette in front of her.
"we... we are in love; seriously we can't stay away from each other, and we can't keep our hands away from each other, you can't keep your hands out of me..."
She giggles. "We make love almost every night…"
The blonde eyes are shining, her façade tumbling down. She can't hold her emotions anymore. She stares intensely at Rachel, the passion, the desire and the love emanating from her eyes.
"We made a lot of sacrifices, dealt with our share of surprises, but we stayed together..."
Rachel gets a little bit closer.
"Maybe it was all a dream; maybe I went to bed one lonely night in December, regretting my decisions, regretting that night... and imagined it all; but I swear, nothing has ever felt more real to me..."
They are very close now.
"I know we can both go on with our lives; and we'd both be fine; but I've seen what we can be like together... And I choose us..."
"Rachel…" Quinn tries to recompose herself.
"Please don't say anything now, just give me a chance to prove to you how much I love you, and then I swear, you can walk away and go on with your life…"
"What do you want?"
"I just need one day, tomorrow…"
It has been six years, six years trying to forget this girl, this woman in front of her. God knows how hard it was; but she can't deny Rachel, she never could.
"Okay, I just can't promise anything, I can't pretend that these six years didn't happen…"
Rachel nods happily.
"That's all I need…"
She puts her hand on the blonde's waist and pulls her closer. Rachel looks intensely at Quinn's hazel eyes and leans to kiss her cheek.
It isn't exactly a chaste kiss and not quick as well. She moves her mouth up and whispers on the blonde's ear.
"I'll see you tomorrow…"
The contact of Rachel's lips on her ear makes Quinn shiver. And then all of sudden the brunette pulls away.
"Bye Quinn…"
With a smirk on her lips she walks away, leaving a dazed Quinn behind.
"Fuck!" The actress exhales audibly. "What am I doing?"
You can't stay, you know that right?
"It's just one day…"
Maybe this is her final test. Maybe after tomorrow she will be free, she'll have the proof that she really moved on.
Maybe… Just maybe.
Because being honest with herself, she knows that this is not what is going to happen.
No… I moved on, I'm sure…
Or maybe Quinn Fabray is still an expert in denial.
Don't be mad at Quinn.
This was the last chapter with the "Family man" plot. Now it's just me! Yay!
So, what is Rachel going to do?
As always, give me your thoughts.
