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I turn back to look at Santana's reaction and see she too is now crying. All I want to do is bury myself in her arms and cry. No, that's all I want that is possible right now. What I really want is to be in Quinn's arms. Or for her to be in mine. I want to hold her and cradle her in my arms. I want to wipe the hair out of her eyes and tuck it behind her ear. I want to hear her voice telling me she is okay. I want to see her green eyes. I need to see those eyes open and I want to be the first person they see when she wakes up. I want her to never have to be in this position as I am and to never again be in the position she is now.
Miss Fabray pulls me into her arms before I can dive into Santanas, though she latches on to my back, sandwiching myself between them. They make it so I am facing Quinn and i'm held there forced to actually look at her. Look at all the cuts, all the bruises, all the casts. The doctor was right, she is completely covered. Her face is covered in scratches, a large one going across her forehead that needed stitches. Her hair is laying slightly across her face and in a tangled mess. Her lip is cut. Her eyes are closed.
Despite all this she still looks beautiful. She's still the prettiest girl i've ever met, and she is still a whole lot more than that. This accident isn't going to stop her from going to Yale or from becoming prom queen, because nothing is going to stop her from becoming queen. She's going to wake up by then and even if she is in a wheel chair she will be the prettiest girl there.
Santana is the first to let go as she approaches Quinn and puts her arm out as if she is going to wipe the hair and put it behind her ear, but as she gets within a few inches she recoils and breaks down sobbing. It's not a loud sob, it's the kind of sob that makes your body shake because you are trying so hard to hold it in and to stay strong. I wiggle out of Miss Fabray's grasp, and rush to Santana's side, letting her lean on me, and bury her face in my shoulder. Be strong Rachel. Cry, but be the rock right now. I need to be the rock right now, because no one else is.
I hold Santana tight against me, look at Miss Fabray who has sat down in the chair on the other side of Quinn's bed and once again let my eyes gaze upon Quinn. I vaguely remember the doctor saying it's okay to touch her, but to be gentle for obvious reasons. He mentioned it being okay to hold her left hand, but not the right yet. I carefully brush the hair out of her face and gently tuck it behind her ear. Her left side does look worse since it got hit directly hit, but that hand wasn't damaged much beside 2 broken fingers, now all splinted and bandaged. I look at it for a moment before placing my hand over it and rubbing my thumb over her exposed skin. This wrist is broken so there isn't much, but I can feel her hand is still warm. Santana peeks out and turns around still pressed against me and puts her hand in my other, still probably hesitant to touch her Q when she is in such a delicate state.
"We're here Quinn" I say, my voice quiet and hesitant, unsure whether she can even hear me but hoping she can, "your mom, Santana and I. We're all here. Yes you did just hear Santana and my name said right next to each other, we're actually really getting along now. You brought us together and well I can't believe you never told me she had a soft side" this earns a smile from all three of us and a small chuckle from Santana.
The chuckle turns into a deep breath as Santana begins to speak, "Yeah Q, Rachel isn't that bad. She's a pretty good friend actually. She saw me cry about a million times in the past day and i'm squished into her side as we speak. But this is all still a secret. You guys are the only ones that can know okay?" her voice was wavering the whole time, but she still cracks a smile at the end. I whisper in her ear that it's okay to touch her and to not be afraid. She takes another deep breath as she looks at Quinns face and tears pour down hers a little faster. She hesitates again, but this time she finishes her movement and fixes Quinn's hair a little more than I did. She then places her hand on top of mine and rubs her pinky over Quinn's.
We stand like this for ten minutes in silence before Miss Fabray says a few words to Quinn about how much she loves her and she is going to be there for her unlike the Beth situation. She then announces she is going to leave to just fill the rest of the group in and let them know it's okay to leave seeing as we have school tomorrow. Santana and I both know she probably just cannot handle seeing her daughter in this state. We both can barely handle it, but we were given an hour and there is no way we are going to waste a minute of time allowed in Quinn's presence.
We move the chair Quinn's mom was using to the side we were standing on so we can still hold her hand and both sit down. I end up sitting on Santana's lap because it's a small chair and she sat down first. "We're not going to school tomorrow" I state, never taking my eyes off Quinn's face.
"Whoa no way. The Rachel Berry is going to miss a day of school. Don't you have like a perfect attendance?" Santana is in pure shock at first, but when I turn around giving her a little harder look than needed she recoils, "For Quinn, got it, sorry, didn't think about anything but you and your perfect attendance for a second. I know it's gotta be killing you, but I also know you wouldn't miss the chance to sit here with Quinn and see her wake up...If she wakes up tomorrow when her anesthesia is out." She scoots the chair closer to Quinn's bedside so she can pull me closer while still letting me be near Quinn. I lean into her and she continues talking, "Q you gotta wake up soon okay, Rae and I need you. I don't know how long we're going to be able to sit here and stare at your body just laying here. Get off your lazy ass!" I hit her at this comment, and turn around to see that she is crying and lean back into her, allowing her to squeeze me once again closer, my arm stretching to still keep a grasp on Quinn's, not wanting to let go, but knowing it's Santana who needs me at the moment. I let go of Quinn and grab both of Santana's arms and pull them fully around me entangling our arms together and leaning my head against her chest
We sit like this for what feels like forever, yet feels as if just seconds have gone by. The doctor comes in and says we have ten minutes and he was just checking in. "Quinn..."I start to talk, but I don't know if I want to continue right now in this very minute, but I do. "Quinn, you need to wake up soon okay, just like Santana said. We both need you to see us mess around and witness the cuddles going on right now. We need you to win prom queen and we need you to go to Yale and we need you to be there for us when we need a close friend or.. or... Quinn I need you. I can't believe you responded to my text while driving after how many times i've lectured the Glee Club on dangers! I just. I can't believe it was my text. My text that you had to responded to while driving and got.. got hit" I'm full out crying now, but I need to finish. "When you crashed and Santana got that call. My heart stopped Quinn. I needed to know you were okay, I needed to know I was going to see your eyes again. Your...your green eyes. And I needed to know that I would hear that tremulous alto again, because I love it. I may have never flat out said it, but I love your voice. I actually like listening to it more than listening to my own" Santana chuckles behind me as I go on to finish,"Quinn when we heard you were going to pull through my heart started again okay? You need to wake up soon because even though I know you'll wake up eventually, it isn't going to be enough soon, I hate seeing you like this! I want you to wake up and I want to be able to look into your eyes and I want to be able to hold you and you to hold me and for us to hug and to talk and have sleep overs and I...I...just...I never can say goodbye to you" I am now sobbing on Santana and she cradles me in her arms and gets up taking me with her, carrying me bridal style.
"We'll see you tomorrow Q. Rachel is right. Please wake up soon Q..." Santana says as she walks us out of the room and out down a few halls. I don't even know where we end up or how long we've been here. All I know is we sat down in a cushiony chair and I am still cradled in Santana's arms, she hasn't let go since I broke down and I know there have been a steady flow of tears falling onto me from Santana. My dad's have also walked by and said they are going to get us another pair of sweatpants and sweat shirt for tonight and tomorrow. The doctor said something on his way out about us being able to sit in her room most of the day tomorrow if we want.
When both of us have stopped full out sobbing and calmed a little I look up at Santana and straighten myself a little in her lap so it's more like we're holding each other rather than she is just holding me. She looks at me and begins to say something, but doesn't. I lean into her dropping it, and hoping i'll be able to fall asleep and not just picture my Quinn broken. Wait...my Quinn...
"I don't know why you didn't just say it Rachel" Santana seems to have decided to say what she had to say. I'm confused. What didn't I say?
"I don't know what you mean by that Santana..." I really am clueless, I said all I wanted to say in there... Well yeah in a way at least I did say everything.
She takes a deep breath and just flat out says it, "You didn't say I love you. I know you're in love with Q..."