Rachel didn't know why she was so angry, she trusted Quinn and it was a bit obvious to her that Callie had initiated it but something inside her just snapped. She thought it may have to do with the fact that this situation, involving another girl happened so quick after everything with Finn but that was different. Finn they knew, and they kind of expected he would sink that low. Of course Rachel and Santana had known about Callie but now Quinn had to see her at work, almost every day and she was nervous as to what the older girl would do. Rachel figured that Callie would just try harder next time, she had faith that Quinn would say no, or stop her but that wasn't what was bugging Rachel; in fact the brunette had no idea what was bothering her.

The diva shoved her key in the door, once she finally got into the apartment building and onto her floor. She sighed as the door swung open and the place was empty. She was hoping Quinn may have beaten her home. She threw her keys onto the counter and walked into the family room. She allowed herself to drop onto the couch and she realized, while she sat there by herself that she may have overreacted. She didn't even stay to allow Quinn to talk to her about it. She rubbed her temples and grabbed the remote. She gave the power button a simple press and the television box lit up with color.

She wasn't watching the program on TV, all she knew was it involved a doctor who tried to solve the riddles that are his patients. She allowed to be overtaken by a big yawn and she slipped down onto the couch better, her head rested on the arm. She couldn't get Quinn out of her head, and she wondered why the blonde hadn't come home yet. Truthfully she expected her to stomp into the apartment and that everything would magically be okay, but she knew that wasn't the case. Quinn didn't stay away from her for a few hours, unless she was busy or trying to re-group herself if she was angry, so she didn't do something she would regret. The diva's eyes slowly began to close and she didn't want to sleep but she couldn't fight it.

Quinn was in a hurry and was driving her piece of shit car through the streets, practically speeding. Santana was in the passenger seat and Brittany was in the back, relaxing and looking out the window. Quinn wished she could be that carefree.

"You're above the speed limit." Santana whispered. Quinn sighed and slowed down. Instead of going straight to get to her apartment she turned left, which caused Santana to become confused.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"Taking a breather…if I go home now I'll say something I regret. I'm pissed off San. I trust Rachel every day, I put my heart on the line for her, and I felt what she's feeling now when Finn had kissed her but she still ran away as if I cheated on her. I stopped the kiss, I didn't like it and I didn't initiate it but Rachel is such a fucking drama queen…" Quinn took a deep breath. "I don't think she trusts me, as much as she should. I have my past to blame for that…but we've been together for a while now and she still thinks that…" Quinn trailed off not wanting to ramble anymore. She usually never did so, and when she did it meant she was angry or blubbering like an idiot and in this case she was mad.

"Q, look I suck at giving advice and I don't know how this is going to turn out but maybe it's more than a breather you need. Maybe you guys should take a break. It would be hard, but at least it'll help while she gets some stuff figured out. You can't be with someone who doesn't trust you."

Quinn took in a deep shaky breath and finally parked the car, pulling into the park; the same park she had taken Beth.

"Brittany trusted you, and truthfully she shouldn't."

Santana nodded her head in agreement. "But me and Britt have always trusted each other, when we became exclusive she had faith in me that I wouldn't go back to my old ways, and that's what kept me from doing it."

"I don't want to leave her San, she makes me happy."

"Q I know that, but in order for this to work she has to trust you. I think the only way she will form that is if you take a few weeks apart. She'll also see what it's like not having you around…"

Quinn took in a deep breath and held onto the steering wheel tightly. "I hate when you're right S."

xxxxx

Quinn walked into the apartment. Brittany and Santana quietly slipped into their room and shut the door, giving their other two friends some privacy. The blonde shoved her keys in her pocket and looked over at the diva sleeping on the couch. A small smile tugged on her lips and she held it until she slipped into her room. She didn't want to leave Rachel, and she wasn't exactly doing so but Santana was right. She grabbed one of her bags and began to stuff some clothes in it, and some other things she needed. Once she was done she walked back into the living room and approached her girlfriend.

"Rach…" she whispered, as she pushed the girls arm. The diva immediately sat up, she wasn't in a heavy sleep and her blurry tired eyes, connected with Quinn's red, and glossy ones.

"Quinn…"

The blonde nodded. "It's me."

Rachel smiled and got up from the couch. Quinn stood straight again and the diva went to go kiss her but the blonde took a step back.

"Look Rach…I know this will be hard for you to hear but I think we need to take a break, from each other."

Rachel felt the anger fill her and in her mind the reason why her girlfriend had suggested it was because of Callie.

"Is this because of her?" Rachel asked, accusingly. She crossed her arms over her chest and raised her internal shield.

"What, no it has nothing to do with her. It has to do with you not trusting me." Quinn kept her cool, and decided not to raise her voice. She didn't want to start anything, but she knew it would happen anyway.

"Quinn…I-"

"No don't stand there and say you trust me because I know you don't, and if you do you don't trust me enough. You trust me in a sense Rachel, but when it comes to this stuff, you don't." Quinn took a deep breath to try and control herself. "You ran away tonight, and I didn't even kiss her. She kissed me, and I slapped her for it. Rach, I know you are weary because of my past but I'm not that person anymore…and I love you too much to ever do that to you."

"I walked away because I didn't want to see her kissing you. How do you think it makes me feel? You have to work with her, and she'll just try again."

"And you're supposed to trust me enough to not let anything happen!" Quinn raised her voice, something she swore she wouldn't do but she did. Santana and Brittany rushed to the door of their room and placed their ears against the door.

"Like you trusted me with Finn!"

"Do not bring that up Rachel, I trusted you and didn't complain about it even if I didn't like your friendship, and on top of that I didn't run away from you, or create a huge fight when he kissed you. In fact I knew it wasn't your fault so I didn't blame you at all."

"I cut Finn out of my life for you!"

"Rachel I can't cut her out of my life, this is my job!"

"And I'm your girlfriend." Rachel stepped closer and Quinn took in a deep breath. She did not want to finish this conversation.

"I just can't do that Rach. I would love to but I can't this is my job, it's my dream."

Rachel huffed. She wasn't actually mad at Quinn for still having the job, or for the kiss. She was just mad, in general. She was mad because her girlfriend requested a break, and she didn't want to let go. She didn't want this to happen. Rachel Berry was always a drama queen and it was times like these, where that made things worse.

"Dreams? I thought Quinn Fabray out of all people didn't have dreams, or was too good to have a dream."

Quinn tensed up and wondered why Rachel was being the way she was. A single tear escaped and rolled down the blonde's cheek. Santana's eyes narrowed from her room and she sighed heavily.

"You walked around school as the head bitch for years, acting like you were above people, like me. People who had dreams but you didn't care because you had daddy, and your rich father was going to give you everything you wanted. Well until you got pregnant and then you finally-"

"Rachel! How could you-why would you…" Quinn tried to spit out her words, but it wasn't working. Her tears had come out in full swing and she could taste the salt as she licked her lips. Rachel's eyes went wide as she finally realized how mean she had been. She didn't intend for it to come out like that, she wasn't even done her speech. The ending of her words were a lot better, and she was about to say that "you finally changed, and I can understand you have a dream, but I don't want her to wreck us." Unfortunately the words never made it out, and staring at Quinn's broken face before her made her weak. It made her hurt because she did that.

"Quinn…I'm so sorry-"

"Don't." the blonde held up her hand signaling her to stop talking. "You just stabbed me through the heart with a knife, or so it felt like it. Apologizing won't fix it. I never knew that you thought that low of me. If you think of me like that then it's obvious that you're too good for me. I was a bitch back then, but you're the bitch now."

Rachel stepped forward and reached out her hand, trying to grab Quinn's but the blonde flung her arm away. "Don't touch me." With that Quinn left the family room and headed into their bedroom and grabbed her packed bag that had been sitting on the bed. Rachel followed after her, not wanting things to end, at least not like this.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm not sure yet…"

"Quinn, please don't leave."

"We need to take a break Rachel…we can't do that in a healthy way if I'm still living here. I'm sorry…I love you so much, I want to marry you one day and I could never love someone else but we need this."

Rachel felt the tears prick at her eyes and she rubbed them to try and prevent the salty water to spill over. "If you love me, then why are you leaving?"

"Rach what you said hurt me so much. You were the one person who never judged my home life or my pregnancy and then you use them against me." Quinn took a deep breath. 'I'm sorry, but after that-I just need some space. Space may also help you to trust me more."

"Please don't do this." Rachel pleaded, trying not to sob. "I love you…"

"I love you too; which is why I'm leaving so we can fix this."

"Quinn I was angry when I said those things, I didn't mean them. You can't just leave because I said something when I wasn't thinking clearly."

Quinn glared at Rachel and searched her girlfriend's eyes. "Rachel, if you had any shred of respect for me, you wouldn't have said it in the first place! I don't care about my father, but how dare you bring up my pregnancy. You were the only one who actually reached out to me back then, even though we didn't get along. You convinced me to rejoin glee, if you hadn't I wouldn't have changed and now here you stand holding it over my head; as if my guilt of leaving Beth that I have already, isn't enough."

"Quinn…I-"

"Please don't say anything." Quinn made her way to the girl she loved and gave her a sweet, and chaste kiss on the lips. "I'll see you around Rachel, in a few weeks I promise." The blonde walked out of their bedroom and towards the front door. She was shocked she was holding it together this well.

"Quinn!" The diva said as she chased the other girl. Quinn didn't look back as she walked out the door closing it loudly behind her. Rachel felt the tears push through her barrier even more and they strolled down her cheeks and dripped from her chin. The brunette looked down at her wrist and eyed the bracelet. She took in a deep breath and as she snapped it off she allowed a sob to escape. The brunette threw the piece of jewelry at the door and it caused Quinn-who was on the other side, with her back against the wooden barrier-to shut her eyes tightly and try to keep her composure.

Rachel brought herself down to the ground and she suddenly felt warm arms wrap around her. "It'll be okay Rachy." Brittany whispered. The diva accepted the comfort and buried her head in Brittany's shirt and shoulder getting the material wet with her tears. The diva was too busy crying to notice Santana who shot her a quick dirty look and then walked out of the apartment, as she opened the door; she almost caused Quinn -who had slid down it, releasing her waterworks-to fall backwards. The blonde balanced herself and Santana managed to get out of the apartment and close the door behind her.

"Come on Q, not here."

Santana helped the broken blonde up and swung her arm around Quinn's shoulders. "I'll take you to Puck's" was all Santana said, while they walked towards the car.

"I really screwed up." Rachel mumbled, still holding onto Brittany as tight as she could.

"It's okay, people make mistakes and Quinn loves you, so she'll forgive you."

Rachel had to smile at that, she wished everyone could be as care free as Brittany was.

"It's only for a few weeks." Brittany added as she rubbed the girl's back.

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A/N: Short chapter, but after all I couldn't just leave you with a cliffhanger. I had some free time (yay) so I sat down and wrote this. Please don't kill me for this, and I will fix it…soon.