Chapter 11: Forbidden Affection
Quinn's POV:
"Rosario, I've been looking for you. Where have you been?" I tried to touch her shoulder and pull her out of the couch she's been sitting on.
She never replied nor hummed for an answer. Maybe she's sleeping already.
"Rosario, are you-"
Before I can continue my sentence, she pulled my arms, dragging me on top of her. There I saw her face, her pity face. Eyeliner leaking from her eyes, down her cheeks, lipstick passing on every direction, and tears... Tears already evaporated by the cold air.
"Emily, Emily, my life has been ruined... Please mother Emily, You've been a friend of mine since we were young... Tell God I wanna change my life..." Her voice is shaking, trembling in every tune.
"Rosario, I'm just a nun. I can't do that. Try praying to Jesus... He can help you out."
A moment after that, she giggled, shaking her shoulder and hands.
"You're one good nun and obedient slave of God..." She pulled me even closer, our bodies getting warmer as our own skin burns against each other.
"I'm not a slave. I'm a follower..." I tried to resist the thought of Rosario's pouty lips.
"Well, that's great. God had a twitter account. Maybe you can tweet him about my miserable life. Hashtag... HOT LESBIAN'S BAD LIFE..." Her warm breath enters my cold body, slipping through my spine. That made me close my eyes with an unfamiliar pleasure.
( Now playing: One More Night by Maroon 5 )
Suddenly, a background music was played, making everything so... So compressed with just two of us.
"Rosario, what you're doing right now is wrong. God is so disappointed right now. You need to apologize to him."
She grins, "Well yeah, it's wrong... But it felt good... Maybe you can be my slave, mother Emily, you used to be my friend... My friend with benefits... We used to enjoy these when we're still young..."
"PLEASE... STOP IT!"
"You used to go to the lesbian bars and do this with me. When your ex-boyfriend cheated on you, you began to hate men..."
She's getting closer to my lips, I couldn't take it...
"Rosario, I'm praying to God that you're just out of your mind..."
"Pray to God to make an equal right to love... You can't stop how you feel, Em..."
Her dark eyes began to sparkle as I made an eye contact with her... Her lips waiting for mine and me, starting to clench the fabric of her clothing... Of her thin, sparkling stripper outfit...
"CUT!"
Oh yes... Finally. Whoooh.
I breathe a super deep sigh after. The scene was very intensed. Me cuddling with Santana in front of Puck... The warmth inside my body went away as I inhaled more cool air...
"You're great hun." Puck walked towards me, welcoming me with a kiss. But I turned to the other side, avoiding his lips. "Guess you're not in the mood..."
"No. It's just that... That I'm so tired..." I walk away.
"Are you having something with anybody else?"
I stopped... Blowing out a boring air... I look up at Santana... She's waiting for me... Eyes in a grief...
"No..."
Puck held my arms and pulled me so hard, making my arms' skin burn in red color.
"Make sure you're not with somebody else or else, your career is going to burn down..."
His grip is getting harsh and it's hurting me so much, "Please Puck... Let me go.."
"Oh yeah. Say that I'm wrong!"
"Stay away from Quinn! Don't hurt her!" Santana entered the scene, rapidly pulling Puck's hand away from me.
"Aren't you happy? I'm hurting your mortal enemy." Puck's face was PUCKABLE...
Santana's grip on my hand loosens as Puck looked at her. Her mouth was open.
What's on Santana's mind right now?
"Or... Are you having something special?"
I gulped the nervous feelings down my intestine as I felt Santana's hand, shaking brutally.
I know she's afraid if anyone found out.
If anyone found out, Brittany's wish couldn't be obeyed. And...
That shouldn't happen.
"It's ok Santana, you should let me go for now. He can't hurt me." I softly whispered, pulling my hands out of her grip, softly slipping against each other's skin.
"Quinn, in my office, now." Puck grabbed my hand, pulling me quickly.
And I... looking blankly as she stared at me, enduring the pain...
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Quinn's POV:
I sit on the couch and helped myself on punching this tough guy in front of me. Who? None other than Noah Puckerman. The most intimidating person of all. He always thinks that I'm his posession.
"It looks like you and Santana are getting a better relationship." Puck looked at me, deadly serious, while sitting on a office chair.
I feel like a deer running away from the hunters... I'll be captured but still, I'm running away. I gulped, inhaling the nervous feelings, "Yes. We have talked about some matured things and we agreed."
"Mature things? Like if she falls for you, you're just going to keep it?"
I'm shocked by how he said that sentence.
Oh my gosh. I'm shaking brutally and I feel like everything's compressing between us. The air is getting thicker...
I know that the room was airconed but then my sweats are ready to pour like rain.
"P-Puck..."
"Mr. Puck, someone's calling you on the telephone." Suddenly, Puck's secretary, Finn, walked in.
"Ok. I'll be there." Puck took the last glimpse at me and then he proceeds on answering the phone, outside the office. He slammed the door after he walked out.
Oh ehm gee. I breathed out, taking out all of my hard feelings outside.
It's like a large elephant suddenly went away from sitting on me.
I decided to stand up, although my knees are still weak. I slowly lift my body up and managed to stand up with my shivering feet.
RELAX QUINN...
RELAX...
REL-
"QUINN!"
"Oh EFF!" Someone grabbed me, pushing me against the wall that made me swore and gasp loudly.
( Now playing: I'm With You by Avril Lavigne )
"It's me, Santana." Santana slowly puts her hands down, revealing her image.
"Oh. It's you." I don't know if I'm going to be happy or I am going to be sad. This whole thing was kinda hard...
"Cheer up. I'm already here."
Before I can speak, she quickly kiss me, hot breath covering me up while she gracefully danced her tongue with mine.
I tried to stop her, but I can't. It's like I need it and I really wanted it, even though doing it can kill me.
I clenched my hand, grabbing the fabric of her cloth, pulling it up... I wanna touch her skin 'cause I'm craving for her to touch mine...
She pulls out, "Quinn, we don't have to be afraid of this. It's ok. We can keep this relationship as a secret for a while."
"But I'm-"
*KRRRIIINGGG-KRRRIIINGGG*
Suddenly, her cellphone suddenly rung, cutting our conversation. She picked it up, resuming her look to me.
Her eyes looked dimmed. "It's Brittany..."
I slowly put up a smile, showing her that it's alright, "Answer it. It could be important."
She answered the phone and said, "Oh hey babe..."
Santana looks at me with a poker face, eyes still searching for my answer. I assembled a small smile on the corner of my lips.
"Britt, I'm going to wait for you..." She cleared her throat before continue, "I- I love you Britt... Stay safe..."
My heart has been shuttered with its small pieces dropping on the ground.
Santana puts her phone inside her pocket and then vowed. "I'm sorry..."
I can feel how she suffers with a huge heartbreak. So I walk closer to her, pinching her cheeks while turning her head left to right then right to left, "Hey... You don't have to be... I thought you're going to cheer me up? Then why are you like that?"
I lifted her face up, facing me. Her face looks hilarious. She's doing the puppy eyes... Awww...
"I'm just too tired." Santana pouted, resting her head on my hands.
I pecked her lips and then I slapped her cheeks away from me. I had managed to run out of the office before Santana can follow me.
"HEY! COME BACK HERE! YOU CAN'T SLAP ME LIKE THAT!"
Oh no. Here we go. She's already following me and I know she'll kill me. "BACK OFF FREAKTANA!"
"Ms. GOLDILUCKS! I'll kill you!"
We both laugh while we're running around... Just like those little kids,playing around the playground.
...The thing I never do when I'm still young...
"GOTCHA!" Santana grabbed me and then we both fell to the ground...
The grass felt soft against my bare skin. And from there... From there Santana lays on top of me, laughing while staring at me.
Her smile... It never felt so real and sweet...
Just like it's the first time... It's shining it's way through my heart... Enlightening up my dark world.
"I'll love you Quinn... In between these challenges... I'll love you in all forbidden ways... I'll love you even though everything seems to be broken..." Santana lowered down.
But before she can kiss me, the rain poured. I covered her mouth with my palm.
The cold droplets of the rain gently strokes my skin, massaging the sore muscles and sending chills down on my spine.
"The sky says you can't kiss me now, Freak." I pushed her away from me.
I managed to stand up and enjoy the rain.
Everything was covered with wet droplets coming from the sky.
"No one wanted to join me on dancing in the middle of the rain," I said, with moderate voice, enough for her to hear.
Everything had limitations... My life has been compared to China, great walls surrounding around me...
Suddenly, I felt a warm feeling wrapping up the right side of my waist. "Then I should join you."
"How about your wound, San?"
"Nah. Don't mind it... Mind this..." She turned me around, quickly putting something on my left cheek.
I touched it, "What's this?"
"Mud..." She grins. And then she sits on the muddy ground, covering herself with mud.
To tell you honestly, I felt so disgusted... But who cares?
I sat down on her side, covering myself with mud.
"Whoah, wait... Why are sitting here?"
"What's wrong?"
"Quinn Fabray will never sit on a muddy ground. 'Cause it's dirty..."
I smiled, "I don't care... As long as... As long as I'm with you... Muds couldn't stop me from loving you... I'll always be here just like how you'll be."
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