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Neweizzzz, here's the 10 chapter. i'll be posting the 11th and maybe 12th chap later.

Hope you'll enjoy. ^_^

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QUINN's POV

The ride back to the mansion was very quiet. Santana sat on the passenger side while Britt, Rach and I sit at the back. She never even gave me a glance after what happened last night.

I let out a sigh. Last night was perfect and that kiss brought back more intense feelings which making it harder for me to marry Charlie. How could I leave him if I owe him so much? I gave him my word.

I looked again at Santana who is very busy texting someone. I got curious and well yeah, jealous of who it is that's making her smile. She's driving me crazy!

Due to my eagerness to avoid the tension between us, when the car stopped I quickly stepped out of the car but Santana called me before I can go inside with the others.

"Hey." She said which made my heart skip a bit. I turn around her and saw her leaning on the car.

"Hey back." I shyly said. Just looking at her like that makes me want to jump her right there and then.

"About last night, umm I .. I'm sorry." I bit my lip. "It was wrong for me to do that. Don't worry..I.. I'll stay away." Then she walks away from me, again.

"What?!" I was taken aback with what I heard.

"I'm tired of all this shit, we both knows that you won't leave him anyway."

I opened my mouth to say something but nothing came out I'm too hurt and shock to form any coherent words. I just bowed my head to avoid her gaze while she walks away.

FRANNIE's POV

"Hey guys!" I saw all of Quinn's friends hanging in the garden.

"Hi Frannie!" some of them greet back. I could still recall some of them, like Brittany, Finn, Rachel, Mercedes, Kurt, Artie, Puck ( which still makes me mad every time I see him) and of course Santana who just nod at me.

"I thought all of you came?" I asked confused when I only saw half of the group.

"Yes we did, the others went to the city with Quinn and Charlie." Rachel answered.

"Oh, right. They're getting our dresses and tuxes. Well, it's nice to see you all again." I smiled at them sweetly then glance at Santana.

She has this poker face and she just sits there not engaging with the conversation. I'm about to go back in side when I heard Quinnie's voice. I turned around so excited to see my sister again for after four months.

"Frannie!" she gave me a tight hug. "I missed you."

"Me too." Then I saw Charlie gave me a nod. I ignored him.

"Is Carl with you?" Quinn asked. Carl is my husband, we got married five years ago after I graduated college.

My father was against Carl but Quinn is not the only one with a rebellious gene. When he said he would hook me up with someone after I graduate, Carlos and I eloped the next day. Crazy huh?

"He'll be here tomorrow." Anyways, that's when all of this mess started. Everytime I look at Quinn I feel guilty. I played a huge part on this and I'll be carrying this feeling for the rest of my life.

I could sense that she's restless. I arch my brow trying to ask her what's wrong.

"We'll just be inside babe." She said to Charlie, and then guides me into the living room.

"Earth to Frannie?" Quinn snapped her fingers to get my attention, I said sorry. "I'm in need for my sister right now." She closed the door behind us.

"I'm all ears." We sat on the couch and reached out for her hands. She smiled nervously. "Is it about Santana?"

She was a bit surprised but then nodded.

"What's bothering you?"

"I'm still in love with.. her."

"Oh..And her?"

"We've been fighting a lot because I know she's mad at me for not leaving Charlie." I can see the glistening in her eyes.

"That's not what I asked."

"I..I don't know okay?! She's showing all of this emotions but she won't tell me if she's still in love with me. And it's driving me insane!" she snapped at me then cried.

"Oh, Quinnie." I pulled her close to my chest and hug her. "Why do you always have to do this?"

A pair of confused eyes looked at me.

"You always use your head instead of this." As I point her chest. She stopped crying know, I know she's thinking about what I've said.

"The last time you used your heart instead that pretty little head of yours was when you've told me what happened at Mr. Shuester's reception. I've never seen you so happy and for months you did what your heart told you to do, Quinnie."

"I'm afraid." Her voice cracked.

"Dad's not here anymore. What are you afraid of?" She didn't respond but her hand landed on her stomach. Then it hit me. "Oh. No, tell me you're not.."

"I just found out this morning. I went to the doctor to confirm while Charlie's with my friends. I don't know what to do." She's crying again. I can feel her pain on every sob. I hug her again then gently rub her back to calm her.

"Shhhh.. we'll figure this out. I promise."

SANTANA's POV

"I can't believe how masochist I am." I said while lying on my back on Rachel's bed, looking at the ceiling.

Rachel's trying her dresses for the engagement/pre wedding party tonight. I heard her sigh. She sits right beside me.

"I know it's hard but I think you need this. You've spent years in denial and I won't let you do that again. Besides, I need to keep an eye on you so that you won't do things which are inappropriate." She rolled her eyes, a half smile on her lips, and they stayed still in a pleasant silence.

"I hate that you're my friend." I smiled then roll my eyes on her. She knows I didn't mean it.

"Yeah, yeah, as if you have any choice." we burst out laughing. "Now stop whining and get up. Help me decide what to wear!" my giggle fades away being reminded of the event tonight.

After one hour of annoyingly picking dresses, we started to get ready for the dinner. I'm wearing an almost identical dress I wore on Mr. Shue's non-wedding but this time it's black and a bit longer. Every curve of my body is visible, I'm sure I'll be the hottest there tonight.

"Seriously San, that's what you're wearing?!" I heard Rachel's annoyed voice.

"Fuck, Berry. Knock much?!" I snapped back at her.

"Hey I did knock, it's not my fault you're too busy admiring yourself in the mirror to hear it. Now tell me, why are you wearing that?" she said pointing at me.

"Umm, because I look hot in it?" I said sarcastically.

"Are you trying to seduce her Santana?" her eyebrow arched.

I sigh. "I don't know okay!? I just want to look good tonight because I.. I know it'll hurt but I still want to look hot." I admitted to her.

"Oh, San. You don't have to do that, you look hot on every clothes you wear. And don't worry, we're all here for you."

"I know." I gave her an appreciative smile.

Walking hand in hand, Rachel and Santana was ushered inside of the hotel reserved by Charlie for this dinner. Rachel gasps for air when she saw how elegant the place looks. Just like Judy have said, 'nothing but the best for Quinn.'

I felt a sting of jealousy inside me. Charlie surely can provide the best in the world for the woman we both love.

"Hey, no mopping around, there's a lot of pretty women here and.. guys." I just rolled my eyes at her.

We approached the table reserved for our group. Quinn and Charlie are standing on the other side of the room talking to few men, maybe Charlie's guests. Well it looks like he's talking to them and Quinn just nods occasionally then fakes a smile.

She looks very gorgeous tonight though with her red knee length cocktail dress. I didn't realize I was staring at her for a long time already. When I look into her eyes, she's already looking back at me. She flashes a sweet smile at my direction but I quickly looked away, blushing.

"Where are you going?" I asked Rachel when I saw her standing up.

"It's an open mike Santana, Quinn said we can sing if we want to. I'll go to the band to arrange a song." She said excitedly. I just shook my head as I watch her take the mini stage in front.

"Good evening everyone, I'm Rachel Berry. I've known Quinn since high school, she may have rough years but we never gave up on her because we love her." She looks at their direction. Quinn smiled back at her.

"We're so proud of you for not giving up in finding your true love." Quinn's smile faded.

I almost choke while drinking my wine. Britt gently pats my back. What the fuck Berry, are you kidding me right now?!

Then the whole room is filled with the sound of the piano playing the song I Won't Give Up by Jason Mraz.

When the song ended, the guys stood up and replaced her on the stage. My brow arched when Puck winked at me. When Rachel sits beside me I gave her a nudge.

"Ow, what's that for?" She quietly complained.

"Answer that same damn question!" I whispered back, annoyed. "I thought this night is about me moving forward?"

She's about to say something but was interrupted by Puck's voice on the stage. The guys are performing One More Night by Maroon 5.

Some of the guest started to gather up on the dance floor. When I looked at Quinn's table my heart ached again. They're too close with each other, whispering. I hate it because it hurts me so much. Even just seeing them together was like someone punches me.

I let out a sigh when I felt Britt's hand squeezes mine. I gave her a faint smile. Every single one of them are staring at me, they have this we-know-you're-hurting look on their faces. I pretended to be annoyed and rolled my eyes then fix my eyes on the pianist.

Deep inside my heart is melting. I'm overwhelmed by the fact that they're here supporting me and understanding how I feel. I'm thankful to have such wonderful friends.

Forgive my mistakes, my proof reader bestie is kinda mad at me for posting new chapters without telling her. Ooops..:(

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