Quinn POV

I can't believe this is happening, it must be just a bad dream.

I'm in a hospital room with a wedding dress while all eyes are on me. But I don't mind at all, because my soul is hanging by a thread and my heart is with the woman who is not here.

All they have told me so far is that she was involved in an accident and is now in surgery. I still can't believe it.

The words I said weren't true, I could never imagine life without her.

I dry my eyes with the back of my hand and then I feel a hand on my shoulder.

"Are you okay? You haven't stopped crying. I didn't knew you were... so close" Biff said with curiosity in his voice.

He hasn't even spilled any tears. In fact I was the one who told him that we needed to come to the hospital when I heard about this.

I found it strange, at first I thought that Santana wasn't in the church for the discussion we had hours earlier. But when I stood next to Biff and asked about Santana he told me that she just gave him the rings and then walked away. I just nodded and we continue with the ceremony.

My face showed sadness, I smiled, but not everyone believed me, especially Franny. She never agreed to this marriage unlike my parents who were more than happy.

The wedding went ahead and I got married. I am officially Quinn Mcintosh.

I don't know but, it sounds wrong somehow.

"We were friends. More or less" My voice sounded like a whisper, and my eyes begins to hurt for all the cry.

I'm so scared.

When I saw Santana standing in my door, hours before I married, I thought she would say what I've always dreamed of, but no. She was there just to confuse my head. I really expected her to say those three words, those words that I so much wanted and still want to hear from her lips. It's so easy for anyone else to say them, why can't Santana say it?

She never said 'I love you' when we were friends, much less when we were friends with benefits.

I said to her I love you one night, in a moment of bliss, right after having sex. And that was the last time I saw her, she disappeared the next morning telling me that she wan't good for me or something. I felt used.

It was stupid thinking about that though, she didn't love me back then, why she would do it now?

It was stupid thinking that she came to my house to stop the wedding and telling me that she loves me and that she wants to be with me. That we could run away together.

All she came to say was sorry.

"You never said that before" Biff answered me "Listen, Santana will be in surgery for a few more hours. You told me to suspend the party, and I did. But we can't be here all night Quinn. It's our damn wedding night" He puts his arm around my shoulder but I move away from him immediately.

"What are you saying Biff, is your friend. We can't leave her. Not until we can know how she is" I said firmly.

Although I'm sure my face is a joke, I must look like a clown with all the makeup smeared.

"We can't stay here all night. Besides Brittany is here, we'll leave this hospital right now, you are in a wedding dress Quinn, is ridiculous" Nice way to say it stupid.

"You can go if you want, I'll stay here with Franny"

The party was just beginning when I found out about the accident. I had to dance with Biff, and take pictures with everyone while I was just wondering why Santana walked away from the church before I even arrive.

I was having a really hard time at the reception. I was talking to Franny and Rachel when Biff approached me telling me that Brittany had called to inform him that Santana had an accident. My whole world collapsed. I didn't know what to think, nobody knew the severity of the accident. I told him immediately that we needed to go to the hospital, at first he didn't want to but I managed to convince him. Franny didn't hesitate to join me and support me, she knows the whole story about us, well most of the story. Rachel had some things to do and didn't want to come so it was just the three of us.

I didn't care about my parents complaining either, I just wanted to get to the hospital as soon as possible.

"I'll not leave you here alone Quinn"

"I won't be alone, Brittany is here and Franny too, if you want to go just go" I say as I look at my sister sitting next to Brittany talking.

I'm not in the mood to argue.

"What's wrong with you Quinn? Why are you so worried?" He asked with narrowed eyes.

It's weird now, whenever I speak to him about Santana he is always watching me with this look. It's as if his eyes are always looking for some reaction.

Maybe he suspect something.

"The party was canceled, what else do you want to do?"

I didn't wait for his answer when I see a doctor walking towards where Brittany and Franny were, I walked quickly toward them.

Once I get there I ask the doctor with a clear desperation.

"Is she okay?"

"Hello miss, I'm Dr. Cameron. I was just telling the ladies here that Santana's surgery went well. She came here with a broken rib and a fractured hand beside some cuts, but she was lucky. Not everybody survive a crash like that, Santana is recovering from the operation right now, but she's alright. Is a very strong person"

I feel a little of the tension I have leave my body. I don't think I could feel more relieved than I am now. Santana is fine, my Santana is alive and that's the best thing I can hear tonight.

"In fact, she is not Miss, she is Mrs" Biff says puting his arm around my waist.

I rolled my eyes and I looked at Franny, she was doing the same.

"Can I see her?" Brittany asked shakily looking at the doctor.

"Of course, but she's sleeping now"

"It doesn't matter, I just want to see her" I really undertand her.

"Okay, come with me" Before he could go I grabbed his arm.

"Can I see her too?" I ignore the curious stares that Biff and Brittany gives me, I really don't care at this point about anybody, just Santana.

"Yes of course, you can't go with her though, you need to wait" says Doctor Cameron and then he starts to walk away with Brittany.

"What the hell, do you want to see her now? I'm tired Quinn, we'll go" Biff grabbed my hand really tight.

"Let go of her Biff" Franny says pulling Biff's hand off me "I can take Quinn home if you're so tired,"

Biff glare at her and then looks my way "I'll be waiting in your apartment" Biff says and then starts walking out the door.

Unbelievable. He doesn't care about Santana at all? I thought they were friends or something.

Despite the fact that I know Santana is alright now, a deep ache right in my heart doesn't even let me breathe.

I looked at frany and without thinking I lunged at her arms breaking into tears.

Is something I need to get out of me, that's all. My life is meaningless now and Santana's inside that hospital room recovering from an accident. I just want to see her and know for sure that she's okay. Just that way I will be calm.

We stay in that position for a couple of minutes and then we both sat down. I support my head on her shoulder while we wait in silence for Brittany to come out.

And luckily we just waited a couple of minutes, after a while I could see her walking out and I immediately stood up.

"How is she?" I asked her worriedly.

"Fine, and she just woke up"

"Oh," Insecure, nervous, thats how I feel now.

The only thing that I want right now is to see her. But after the conversation we had I don't know if she want to see me or if I will do any good for her health my presence.

But she's fine, and I can't help but feel happy.

"Just go Quinn" Franny whispered in my ear.

"You'll go see her? I didn't knew you were so close" Brittany repeats Biff's words.

"Yes, we are friends," I reply as I stub my courage "Ok I will go see her, Franny you will wait for me here?"

"Of course, just go and take your time" I nodded and I turned around to look at Brittany.

"Which room?" Brittany direct her gaze at me and she is watching me now with angry eyes.

What the hell.

"Room 215, left through the hallway" She says and I nod.

I don't care that I've cried for hours and that I probably look like crap. Now I just want to see her, I really need to do so, otherwise I won't be able to sleep well all night.

I hesitate to open the door for a few seconds though, but eventually I did.

I can hear a sound that comes from a machine that's right next to the door. Then, I see the bed and there is Santana, connected to a several wires that end in different monitors.

I can't help but gasp. This draws Santana's attention and she slowly turns around her head to looks at me.

Her eyes reflect so much surprise that is almost funny, and then she gives me the most beautiful smile I've seen in her lately. Her face has a few bruises and a small cut on his lower lip, but other than that, she looks fine.

Complete.

I approached her and I didn't hesitate to take her hand.

She just looks at me for a while, scanning my whole face and my appearance. It seems as if she is just realizing something, then she smiled sadly.

"You got married" She said with her thumb stroking my hand.

It's stupid how I still feel electricity with every physical contact I have with her.

"Yeah, I did" I said almost in a whisper and she closed her eyes tight.

She looks sad, to say the least.

"How do you feel?" I asked once I see her gorgeous brown eyes again. She's looking to the side now though.

"What are you doing here?" She ignored my question. And that hurt a little bit. A lot actually.

It's so obvious that she doesn't wants me here.

"You were in an accident, why I wouldn't be here?" She looks at me with a expression that I guess, I haven't seen in her never before. Maybe once, that tedious morning when she left.

Apparently she is avoiding to cry. But why? Why would she cry?

"Well, you have a wedding to celebrate, I thought you'd be there" Santana says releasing my hand.

That small gesture shouldn't hurt this much, but it does hurt.

"I'm here" I say grabbing back her hand, and this time she let me.

Suddenly the door opened and two tall men dressed in black entered the room, too formal for my taste.

I feel Santana get tense and her hand released mine once again.

Who are these men?

"Lopez, we heard you had an accident. How are you?" Asks one of those giant guys

"What the hell are you doing here?" Santana asked him. And judging by her tone and glare, I can easily say she's not so fond of them.

"Nice dress" He says looking at me.

"Shut up Brandom" Santana warned him.

And maybe, if we weren't in this chaotic situation I would smile, because that sounded protective, just like she used to be with me.

"Make me" This guy Brandom answered her crossing his arms.

Santana just rolled her eyes.

She looks like she is about to get up from bed to hit him or something. Apparently they are not so welcome here.

She softly took my hand looking straight into my eye. "You should go" then she let go of my hand again.

"But why?" No I don't want to leave her just yet.

"Please" She said with her beautiful eyes begging.

I sighed. I guess my time here is over.

Apparently she wants to talk alone with these guys.

I take a last look at Santana and then I turned around to leave the room. I feel the eyes of these two men in me until I left the room.

Who are they? Why Santana didn't wanted me there? It was because of these guys or because she really didn't want to see me?

I don't know what to think anymore.

Once I arrive at my apartment, I see that the door is slightly open, apparently Biff left it open. Genius.

I take my heels and dress off as I walk to my room, it was a really uncomfortable dress.

I opened the door and sure enough, Biff is in my bed, naked apparently. He looks at me from head to toe. His smile gets bigger looking every inch of my body.

It was a mistake walking in lingerie.

"You just save me the time it would take to get you off that dress," He got up from bed.

Not even a question of how Santana is? He really is an asshole.

At least he is with boxers on, I'm really not in the mood for sex tonight.

But he thinks otherwise, however.

Biff takes my waist in her hands tight and starts to kiss my neck.

"Pease not today, I don't want to" I say while trying to get out of his grip but it's impossible, he holds me harder.

"Quinn today is our wedding night, of course we'll have sex, everyone does it" He keeps kissing my neck and then he bites my skin, is painful, not pleasurable.

"I just want to sleep Biff" I try to push him away from me but he just hold me tighter.

He leaves my neck to kiss me in the lips hard, I can taste the alcohol in his lips, it's disgusting. I turned around my head after a few seconds because I really don't want to kiss him right now.

"No Quinn! We haven't had sex in a long time, and today we'll do it. So stop fighting because it will be worse" He says squeezing my waist so tight that I'm sure it will be bruise tomorrow.

But I guess he's right, it would be worse if I fight him.

Today is officially the worst day of my life.