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kaotaku: I'm glad you like it. There would be lots of Brittana and Quinntana comin'...

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I'm kinda thinking about it. We'll see ;)

krbutler: Thanks for the review. I love both pairing so I want to keep that balance for now :)
Not that I'm going to change the pairing but I'd like to know who you prefer for Santana so
 far :P

CHAPTER 11

Earlier before Quinn went to Santana's house…

Brian Fabray arrived home late at night. He was surprised that her daughter was still awake. "Quinn" He saw her face, it was angry and upset. "Is there something bad that happened?"

"Well, is there?" like her father should know the answer.

He looked confused. "What? I'm the one who's asking. What's your problem?"

"Tell me Dad. What does it taste like?" Quinn asked trying sound calm but her father can see anger in her eyes.

He was really puzzled. "What? What are you talking about?"

"What does Susan Pierce's lips taste like? Huh?"

He finally realized what Quinn was referring to. He felt guilt race through his mind. "Quinn…" he couldn't think of anything to say. He knew making an excuse wouldn't do any better.

Quinn smirked in an angry way. She made her way to the bag beside the couch. Then she reached for the door.

"What's that? Where are you going?" She walked towards Quinn to stop her.

"I can't leave with you. You disgust me. I can't believe my father is a cheating whore." Quinn was able to say it calmly yet harsh. Brian felt anger, but he knew her daughter had every right to be mad.

"Quinn, this is your home. Our home. And there's no other place you should be than here. Let's talk this out and fix this okay." He tried to convince Quinn.

"I don't think you can call this home. Because its obviously not" she gave her father a deadly glare. "Why'd you even do it? Huh? Isn't mom enough for you?"

"Quinn" he stopped when he saw a woman walked towards them.

"What's happening?" she noticed that Quinn has a bag with her, and she can tell the girl attempted to leave. "Why did you pack your things?"

Quinn was silent. She didn't want to be the one to tell her mother that her father cheated. "You should-"

"I met with Susan this afternoon." his father interrupted her.

"Oh." Was all Judy said. Quinn wasn't sure about her mother's expression like her mother already knows. "Susan. Is this about your daughter?"

"What are you two talking about? What daughter?" her parents exchanged looks. Quinn was really confused. As far as she knows, she's an only child.

"I'll explain it to her." Her mother volunteered, knowing that she can handle her daughter better, if ever the explanation wouldn't help. "Bring down your bag, dear. Let's talk in your room. I'll explain everything."

Quinn's POV:

I can't believe this is happening. Or better yet, I can't believe those things happened. My mom just practically told me the story of how Dad cheated a long time ago. I was amazed how strong mom was. Even though my dad put her through a lot of things, she didn't give up. I'm happy that mom didn't let me grow up with a broken family, that even though my dad hurt her she didn't file a divorce, because I was in her womb that time.

"Quinn. Quinn? Are you listening?" I heard my mom ask which snapped me back to reality.

"Yeah. I just…but that was a long time ago, why is Dad still seeing her? I mean, I saw them kissing mom." I asked without hesitation. I really need some answers.

"The kiss. I don't know. I'm sure your dad has an explanation for that. All I know is that he doesn't have feelings for Susan anymore, I'm sure of it." My mom said it firm. I didn't even notice a single doubt in the way she said it. Well, its not hard to believe, I saw how much my parents love each other. That's why I was devastated when I saw him kissing Brittany's mom. I can't believe he would do such thing.

"Anyways, I want to tell you something really important." I was kind of nervous. What can be more shocking than what she had just said? She looked worried which made me worry. What can it be? When I stayed silent, she continued. "Seventeen years ago…" she made an eye contact then she looked down. "Your dad had an offspring with another woman." I was surprised. I mean really surprised.

Yes, I've always wanted a sister. But not like this. I want a sibling with my mom; and not with another woman. I don't know how to react with this. I don't know if I can accept him or her. I snapped back to reality. "Who's this other woman?" I asked curiously having a guess that it's Mrs Morris.

"Brittany is your half-sister, Quinnie. Susan is the other woman" she said with caution, trying not to put me in shock. But it still did anyways. I kind of expected it though, Brittany is seventeen and her mom had a thing with my dad so…

"Why did you kept it as a secret, mom? I mean, I would understand dad for it. He should be ashamed about this, but you? Why?" I know she loves my dad but she doesn't need to put up with this. I don't understand why she's acting so cool about what dad did.

"Quinn, it was a long time ago. I forgave your dad. I was able to move on. I saw how sorry he was for what he did. Susan loved him, and I know how she feels. I in fact pity her, because your dad chose me. He chose us Quinn. You don't need to be mad at him anymore." She explained. Having a hint that that was the explanation I was waiting for.

"I'm not mad at him, mom. I'm just surprised that you act this way. It's not like you to defend him, that's all. I don't know, I just need time to process all this." I answered. I really need time. "Does Mr Pierce know about this?"

"Yes. We talked about this. We planned to keep it as a secret but we decided to tell you, since we believe that you're mature enough. I'm sorry if we have to hide this from you, Quinnie. I hope you understand." My mom said. I can see that she did it for my sake. I really don't have any hard feelings for them.

"Mom?" I asked softly. She fixed her eyes on mine waiting for me to continue. "Can I have time alone? I just want to rest."

"Okay Sweetie, I'm going to go down stairs, talk to your dad. I'm here if you need to talk." She said and placed a kiss on my forehead before she left.

What am I supposed to do now? I mean, what would I do if I encounter any Pierces on the sidewalk or at school? And Brittany, oh my. I don't know how to face her. Urgh. I can't think clear.

The last thing I know, I was about to open the door when my dad approached me. "Where are you going?" he asked softly, he probably thought I was sneaking out.

"The Lopez'. I want to talk to Santana. Clear my mind" Santana is my comfort zone. And if anyone can make me feel better it's her. At times of confusion, she makes me understand.

"Quinn, I'm sorry." He's voice was almost trembling. I felt guilty for being mad at him. But how am I supposed to know that there was along story behind it.

"It's okay Dad. Mom explained me everything. I'm sorry for yelling at you. I was just…" I'm trying to find the right words but then my father spoke again.

"It's understandable. Quinn, she kissed me. I did not kiss back. I swear. She was just so sob and depressed. So we talked and the kiss happened. We didn't plan it." I believe that the kiss was innocent to him, although, of course it's not that easy to forget.

I shook my head. "I'm not angry at you, dad. I don't doubt your loyalty to us" I smiled at him. I hope he can see the sincerity in my words. I came near him and hugged him. "I just need some time to think this over. It happened all so fast for me."

"I see. I hope you'll feel better soon, dear." He cupped my face. "I love you" then he kissed me in the forehead. Then he gave me a warm smile.

"I'm gonna go now. I love you too Dad. Bye" by that, I went off to Santana.

Brittany locked her room. She wanted to be alone. How she wish Santana could be there for her. But she knew that's not possible, considering their current situation.

Brittany's POV:

I did it. I'm not sure if I did the right thing, but it was for my sister. It broke my heart to see Santana like that. She wanted me to fight for her, and it almost kills me to say that I can't. I wanted to; I'm willing to, until I freaking knew that Quinn was my sister.

My mother tried to steal her dad, well, our dad from her mother before. I can't steal Santana from her too. That wouldn't be right. I feel really guilty. I know what my mother did wasn't my fault, but still…I was the result of their betrayal.

I want to be a good sister to Quinn. That is, if she accept me. But if not, then I'd at least be a good friend to her. That's all I can think of to make me feel less guilty. I believe I did a great job being a good sister to Michaela; giving her all she asks for. And I want to do that to Quinn too. I want to give her what she wants. And I know that Santana is all she wants…just like me.

I won't let history repeat itself. It's really hard for me though. It was a tough call. I feel like I'm stabbing myself every time I think that I have to try to forget my feelings for Santana, because if I don't I'd hurt my sister. The thought of not being with Santana is slowly killing me.

I really hope I didn't read my mom's diary. So I wouldn't need to put up with this. But I did, and I hate myself for it. It really wasn't my intention though, it just happened that I was searching for my old stuffs then I saw the notebook and decided to read it. It was written in third person so I thought it was some kind of novel or something but then I realized mother's maiden name was Susan Smith. And it hit me. I admit that was kind of stupid of me not to realize it earlier.

I hope my mother denied it, but she didn't. She told me everything. I can't believe she hid this from me for seventeen years. To think that we live in the same house; every single day, they were lying on my face.

I still can't believe my mom can do that. Although I'm happy that I can see my parents happily married, knowing the truth changed everything. I love Jack. I love my Dad. He's been a really good father to me, but of course, I was angry that they took my chance of growing up with my biological father. I felt betrayed.

The second they told me the truth I ran off. I was really planning not to go home. I went straight to Rachel's house; I slept there for one night. I don't know what to feel when my parents went there to pick me up this afternoon; my biological parents.

I saw my mom crying. She was pleading me to go home. I couldn't bear to watch her like that so I went home. But I didn't ride my biological father's car. I know it made both my parents upset. When I arrived our house mom wasn't here yet. Due to my exhaustion, I fell asleep. Then I was woken up by her my mother's knocking on the door.

I really don't know why I was upset. I was angry at my mom because she hid a secret this big from me. I wasn't really mad because of what happened between her and my dad, because my mom wasn't married back then. But I was mad because she didn't give me a chance to grow up knowing who my father really was.

But I'm mad at him too. I can't even call him my real father because my Dad acted more like it. I didn't felt, even once, that he loves me. He doesn't talk to me like he talks to Quinn. Knowing that he's my father and thinking how he spoiled Quinn and raised her made me feel envy.

I highly doubt that Quinn knows about our real relationship. And when I faced her earlier, I tried my best not to tell her. I don't know if I'm in the right position to tell her that. Urgh. I have so many stuffs going on in my mind.

I need Santana so bad. I can only find peace in her. She can make me happy at the saddest part of my life. And she can make me understand at times that I'm really confused. Quinn is really lucky for having her. And I envy her; thinking that when the time comes that she would deal with what I'm dealing with right now, Santana would be there for her, unlike me.