Quinn's POV:
We have finished taping my scene and now it's already 7:10 p.m. and the sky's already dark. Looking at it makes me feel blue. I thought of walking around the cabin to entertain myself and breathe some air.
Something made me remember Santana... I know she's still with Brittany. Enjoying each other's company. Cuddling. Kissing. Making something?
I slowly sit on the wooden floor, in front of the cabin, looking up the night sky. The cold breeze caressed my cheeks so mildly that it made me wanna sleep and just forget about everything.
How I wish there's someone here to join me... Or maybe kiss me underneath the stars...
I rocked my body, backward, down the floor.
"Hey, a lovely girl shouldn't lay on the floor." Santana face welcomed me as I look up.
She catched me before my back touch the floor. Suddenly, she sits down the floor, let my back rest against her right shoulder.
"Ugh..." I can't speak, my heart's beating so fast again. "Santana, I'm going to go to the-" I tried to stand up but then she pulled me down.
"You're not going anywhere, Quinnie. You're with me." She squeezed my stomach, hugging me tightly.
Her warm embrace touched my cold core. I want to escape this cage of hers... She's caging me inside a sensual feeling and it's burning me up...
( Now playing: Best In Me by Blue )
"Where's your girlfriend, Santana?" My voice sounds like husky and cold.
I felt her moving her face towards me, resting her chin on my shoulder blade. "She's here, sitting on the cold floor, looking at the night sky with me."
I gasp for a moment, surprised with what she had said. Maybe it's not what she really meant. "Oh. I guess I'm already your friend."
She chuckled quickly, "You don't even understand me, right? What I mean is..." She kissed my cheeks, quickly, burning through my frozen cheeks. It's like I'm an ice and she's the fire, melting me all the way. I hope it doesn't show. She whispered on my ear, hot air entering my body, "You're mine, baby..."
I'm going to burst into pieces. I quickly stood up by the electric shock flowing through my veins.
"What's that for?" My eyes get a little wider.
She smiled, "Quinnie, don't play innocent. I know you already know what I mean."
Her eyes strucked mine and it's like she's making love with me and she wanted to undress me already. It's sooo awkward, yet hot.
"You can't do this..." I said, turning my head.
"Yes I can."
"You have your girlfriend..." Oh yeah?! What is she trying to say? That she can have whoever she wants.
"Well, that's why I'm doing this."
"What?!"
"I'm doing this because you ARE my girlfriend, my Quinn."
Something pulled my throat out and I can't speak anymore. I want to open my mouth but then not even a word came out, just air...
I hear her sigh so deeply, lifting her shoulder upward then downward. "If you're talking about Brittany, well, she's- she's just my ex already. I didn't feel anything for her right now." Her aura started to get a little bit different...
It's because we're talking about Brittany...
"Then how about you two, cuddling around?"
"Well, that's just for her own fun."
"Her fun or your fun?"
"Listen..."
"I'm just too tired of listening to you..."
"She's dying, ok?", She shouted, echoing the whole piece of me, banging my chest.
I stopped, resembling an "O" expression on my face. "She's?"
"She had a colon cancer..." Her voice got deeper, "She told me that the doctors couldn't find anyway to save her... Her father died a month ago. And I think she's next..." She curled her body, words trembling while she's trying to stop herself on crying.
I don't know how to react. I think I'm just too selfish of being jealous.
Truth is... It's because looking at them breaks my heart...
She suddenly stood up, facing me while she slowly putting up a little smile, She's trying... She's trying just for me...
"I'm sorry..." I just vowed, being embarrased of how I behaved.
She pulled me closer to her, using only her right hand. Her lips touched my forehead, making me feel some sensual feeling inside, burning me up. "Don't be sorry, Quinn. I should be the one to apologize."
"No... You're not..."
"Listen, I've been playing fool for like so many times and it's killing me inside. I always thought of my pride without thinking of how would it be with you..."
"It's not your fault..."
"Ssshhh..." She suddenly touched my hair, curling up the strands. "One more argument and I'll put this handcuff again on our hands..."
I giggled for a moment, backing my tears up. "Oh yeah."
I felt the warmth of her breath when she tried to sigh. "Brittany's last wish was- I should be her girlfriend before she dies..."
My heart felt like pinched with that sentence. Everything went down the floor, crushing through the ground. But... I know it's alright... Just for the sake of Brittany's happiness. "It's alright Santana... You should grant her last wish..."
"Are you sure?"
I lift my head up, eye level with her, saying, "As long as you're going to be mine after that..." I quickly kiss her lips, pushing my lips against her, a little bit.
Suddenly, a fast ray of light strucked us. It's like a camera suddenly shuttered on us...
That made me pull out from her.
"What's that?" I said. Heart trembling with me getting a little bit nervous.
"Think that it's just the lightning. The weather's getting bad. C'mon, let's get inside." She pulled my arms until we reached the sofa inside the living room. She sits first, patting her lap, "Hey, I want you to sit on me."
I quickly dismissed the thought of getting shot by a camera.
I grin at her and then she pulled me, making me fall towards her.
"See? I'll always catch you if you fall." She quickly kissed my cheeks, making me blush up even more.
"So... You already remembered what happened last night?"
"Yes, of course..."
"What made you remember that?"
"Well, the taste of your cherry chapstick on my lips made me. I never tasted anyone using chapsticks."
Wait... "So, you've been kissing another girls?!"
"Well ugh- yeah..."
"EEERRR! YOU-"
"Easy, easy... At least my heart only belongs to you..."
That made me feel like eletrocuted. It's like someone tickled my armpit.
"Ok. I'll be accepting that excuse for now."
"Thanks..." She paused, "Wait..." She pushed me to the other side of the sofa before she stood up. She walks towards the DVD player, turning it on and then puts in one disc. She played the disc using the remote control.
( Now playing: Love Story by Taylor Swift )
My heart jumped with just hearing the intro.
She puts on a red cape, the one she got from the hospital, and then she takes the king's crown, too.
She slowly faced me, offering her right hand to me. She looks so handsome with that attire.
"What's that for?" Great Quinn. You knew it already. Of course she wanted to dance with you.
"My Quinn, can we have this dance for you?" She smiled so sweetly.
I take the ballpen on the table beside me, "Something's missing." I draw a mustache on her face. "That can complete it."
We both laugh,"But of course the queen can't dance without a crown." She puts the crown on top of my head. "So uhm... My Quinn, can we?"
"Of course." I gladly take her hand and then I'm the one who started swaying my hips, grinding her up.
"Don't make me start it Quinn." Santana pulled me closer... Closer... Closer...
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08:00 a.m.
We're starting to tape the next scenes. I've been really inspired since last night. I'm performing great and I'm loving my life.
"Take care of yourself, baby, I don't won't let any bad thing happen to you." I remember what she have said to me before I went on the taping.
That made me so happy! And of course, she sealed everything with a kiss...
"Ms. Wonderland,you've been smiling around like you're an idiot. What made you so happy?" Kurt pushed me playfully, abrupting my daydreaming.
"Nothing..." I rolled my eyes away while happily smiling out widely.
"Wait, don't tell me, Santana and you were-"
I covered his mouth with my own hands, "SSSHHH!"
He pulled out forcedly, smiling out while laughing loudly, "OH EM GEE!" He pulled me, whispering softly, "Since when did you uhm- dated?"
"We're already girlfriends since last night."
"WHAT!" He covered his own mouth, "Oh shet. I knew my gaydar was right. Congratulations and welcome to our COMMUNITY."
I giggled a bit as I turn away, my eyes narrowed to the direction where Santana was. I waved at her and then she hurriedly noticed me. Guess she's going to tape the farmgirl scene.
"HEY!" She mouthed, sitting in front of the cow.
What is she going to do? Why is she so proud of it?
She grabs the cow's breast, she's going to get the milk I think, and then she slowly rub it.
OK?
She then sexually moved her hands with the cow's breast, looking at me, devouring my soul and trapping me inside her fantasy. It's like she's making a sign wherein she wanted to show me that she wants "SEX". Her eyes kill my sanity and my sexual hormones rushed up my veins.
"Ooohhh... Your girlfriend looks like she want some lovin'... She wants SIX."
Kurt made some hilarious intonation with the SIX word. Hehe.
"Kurt, you wanted to get slapped, don't you?" I raised my eyebrow and then pouted.
"Well, silence isn't what your relationship should be. You should be proud of her, Quinn."
"I am proud of her."
"Then why don't you tell them?"
I took a long pause, thinking about it. "Well, I'll tell them when the right time came..."
"Ok." Kurt lastly said.
I look down, thinking about what Kurt said.
"Ok now, back to the scene everybody..." Puck shouted at the megaphone, catching my attention from Santana.
He looks at me and then winked. He whispered, "I love you..."
I smiled a little, "I- ugh-"
I gulped my feelings down my throat, clenching.
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(A/N): The chapters are getting shorter, I know. I'm trying my best to issue and update the story. I've been busy since I went to school. Well, thank you so much everyone on reading this!