Letters To Rachel Berry...
Quinns Revelations.
How on earth did she manage to get her hands on a gold, star shaped envelope. More to the point does she have any freaking idea how much this means to me? This is the sort of thing Finn should have done the wanker. Im seriously going to go all Lima Heights on his arse tomorrow. SANTANA GET OUT OF MY HEAD.
Rachel slowly but gently pulled the envelope open, regardless of what this said, she wanted to keep the envelope as a reminder of Quinn, and how much she had overcome.
Dear Rachel,
Beautiful, beautiful Rachel.
Im guessing someone has told you by now that all these letters are on my command? Ha, i still got it.
But listen what im about to say may shock you a little, actually, its going to shock you a lot.
Probably not in a good way either.
So, im going to ask you now, as your friend, that if you dont like what you read, destroy this letter and we can pretend it never existed.
Youre too important to me to risk losing now.
If you cant do that then i ask that you destroy it now and dont read it at all.
Okay, i so knew you would read on either way. Stubborn much?
Right...
i suppose i should get to the point eh?
I Love You Rachel.
And yes, i mean that i, Quinn Fabray, am in love with you, Rachel Berry.
Are you freaking out yet?
Thought so.
Sorry.
Im not really, well not about this anyway.
But im not going to sit here and guilt trip you into responding to this, or apologise for hours on end.
Im simply going to explain how i feel, and then book a table at breadstix for friday night at 7pm.
If youre there, ill do my apologising sometime after our first date.
If not, i'll totally understand.
Okay, so i have been seeing a therapist for a year now, and i was doing this feelings journal, things that make me sad/happy etc. You know what i noticed? Im only sad when youre not in my life in some way. Glee, Slushies (yes thats the wrong way, but its still you), Competitions, Finn, Puck... need i continue?
Well anyway, i obviously came to the realisaton that i love you, Rachel.
And you know when i asked you if that song was for Finn, and only Finn?
I wished it wasnt with every fibre of my being.
i know this is a hell of a lot to com to terms with babygirl, i do. And im sorry, i truly truly am.
But its killing me Rach, seeing you with him when quite frankly im surprised you even looked twice at someone that dumb. Its like albert einstein dating justin bieber. IT JUST SHOULD NOT HAPPEN.
You deserve more Rach.
I dont even deserve you, but at least im intelligent enough to know that although our relationship would never be a fairytale, i would go to my grave treating you like a princess.
I Love You Rachel Berry.
Forever Yours,
Quinn Fabray x
PS: Breadstix. Friday. 7pm. Ill Explain Everything in greater detail?
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FUCK. QUINN FUCKING FABRAY. FUCK.
AN: SO THERE IT IS...
IM GOING TO CARRY THIS STORY ON BECAUSE IT HAS SO MUCH MORE TO EXPLAIN THAN I HAVE GIVEN YOU. PLUS RYAN MURPHY IS KILLING MY BRAINCELLS ON TWITER RIGHT NOW BECAUSE HES IGNORING EVERY SINGLE DIANNA/LEA/FABERRY QUESTION.
I WILL GO DOWN WITH THIS SHIP/
LOVE YOU GUYS
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