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It has been three months already since Rachel and Quinn decided to 'take a break' from their very complicated relationship. But she never stopped missing Quinn and thinking about Quinn.

But Rachel believes that even though she and Quinn hasn't talked or seen each other that long, their hearts and feelings are still connected. Her love for Quinn hasn't changed a bit. She holds on to Quinn's promise that she will come back. That she will be there.

She remembers how she spent her night during that day she has last seen Quinn. She spent hours crying because of two different reasons: Quinn being gone, and her parents quite approving of her sexuality but not approving Quinn. How unfair could that be?


"Have you been crying this whole time we were gone?" her dad asked her while they were all gathered for dinner that night.

Not wanting to worsen her mood, she only nodded and continued eating without directing her gaze to her father, or anyone in that case. Only to her food.

"Baby, that's rude. You should answer your father properly." Her mom told her with a very warm voice, as if nothing had happened the night before.

She unintentionally dropped her fork because of annoyance and anger before looking at her dad with an obvious pissed expression.

"Fine. I have been crying, and for the record, not just today while you two were both gone, but also the whole night last night. I cried because I am hurting not just emotionally but also physically considering the aching bruises you gave me! Are you happy now?" She rambled angrily while alternately looking between her dad and her mom.

Holly immediately held her hand trying to calm her down. When she looked at her aunt, she noticed the worried and shocked expression from her face.

"Little Rae, you should calm down, okay?" Holly rubbed her back and offered her a glass of water which she gladly took a gulp from.

"When did you learn to talk to me like that?" Hiram asked with his very firm voice, except it's not as firm as it was last night. But she knows that with one final push, her dad will be brought to his anger stage.

"Since you—"

"Enough. Let's continue with dinner and just talk about this once were done, alright?" her mom cut off what she was about to say that will definitely push her dad to the edge. And that is not going to be good.

"No, I'm done with this. I lost my appetite. I'm going to head to my room." She did not wait for anyone to answer anymore because she rushed towards her room to let the tears that she resisted to finally fall from her eyes during their whole course of dinner.

She already misses Quinn and she doesn't know if they can still sneak out on Saturdays just to see each other for few hours. Judging by what Quinn had said earlier, she thinks that Quinn might want to be away for long until her birthday comes. How hard could that be?

She's hurting really bad and right now, she can't think of ways to be happy again. She thought of everything she does when she still hadn't met Quinn, but she realized that she had never been that happy before. Nothing or no one has ever made her feel so happy the way Quinn does, so how could she fix herself?

Sure, having too much gadgets can be fun and entertaining, but it never made her feel happy in a way that she loves to wake up and go on through the day everyday. Her gadgets never made her feel inspired and matured about everything. Her gadgets never made her feel butterflies wandering around her stomach. Her gadgets never made her feel safe.

And more importantly, her gadgets never made her feel loved.

A knock on her door brought back her attention to reality.

"Come- come in." she answered, her voice breaking.

Her aunt Holly closed her door before sitting on the bed beside her and embracing her and for the first time that night, she felt comfortable.

"Missing her already?" her aunt asked her.

"Terribly. I miss her that I got to this point where I feel like I'm about to die." She answered while sniffling on her aunt's shoulder.

"Do you remember the part where I told you that it is for the good of both of you?"

She shook her head in response and it made Holly chuckle lightly. "I- I actually don't understand it completely."

Holly pulled back from their embrace and looked at her intently. "Listen to me."

"I am always willing." She answered almost immediately while wiping her left tears from her cheeks.

"Quinn did it to make your relationship stronger."

"But- but how does it make us stronger? She thinks that being apart from each other will make it all better?" she asked. "I know a friend from school. Her sister is very depressed until now because her long distance relationship with her boyfriend did not work out considering they still talk through—"

"If Quinn did not do it, you'll never see each other again because we're going to migrate to Australia if your dad ever caught you talking to each other, remember?" Holly cut her off.

She nods in understanding but she's not entirely convinced yet.

"I'm- I'm just afraid that maybe she'll find someone a lot better than me eventually and I'll be left here all alone waiting for her believing her promise while she was somewhere already happy with someone." She answered Holly, feeling herself about to cry once again.

"What was Quinn's answer?" Holly asked.

"To which question?" she asked back with confusion.

"About her finding someone. I'm sure you asked her that, right? And I'm also sure that she has an answer for that."

She nods. "She said that it will always be me."

"Do you think Quinn is a liar?" Holly asked her again with pure seriousness in her features.

"No! No, of course not. Quinn won't lie to me." She answered defensively.

"Good. Because right now, your trust with each other will be your only instrument to survive this long distance relationship."

"I'm just so scared. I don't want Quinn to be like your ex William.." she told Holly oblivious of what she had just said.

When she saw Holly's eyes started to fill with tears, that's when she realized that what she had said probably broke her aunt's heart once more.

"Aunt Holly., I'm- I'm sorry.. I did not mean to-"

"It's okay, Rae. But I have to correct you. Will and Quinn are totally different. Will gave up on us even if we're still beside each other. But Quinn? She did not. She has too much hope and confidence that both of you will be fine."

"I know. I'm just- I'm sorry for bringing him up."

"It's okay. He emailed me last week, though. But we decided to just stay as friends. He's a coward, and I'm getting over him." Holly smiled sweetly.

"I'm glad you're fine."

"You have to be fine, too. It will work out, baby. Just don't think negatively, okay? Everything is going to be fine. Trust Quinn. I'm sure she's hurting, too, but I salute her for her braveness. You see, Quinn did not give up on you." Holly reminded her.

"What do you mean?"

"If she does not love you or care about you, she wouldn't waste her time on some young brat in the first place. If she's not serious about you, she will not be willing to wait three long years for you. That's how much she loves you, Rae, and I'm sure she will keep her promise. I'm sure she will find you wherever you go."

She smiled and hugged her aunt Holly once more before crying again, but this time, it's because she finally understood everything and has that certainty in her heart that soon, she will be happy, they will be happy, finally. But it still doesn't change the fact that she's now lonely.

"Thank you, auntie. I love you so much, you know that?"

Holly smiled into her hair and slightly pulled out from their hug.

"I love you more, baby. But now, it's time for another interrogation. They are in the living room waiting for you." Holly said talking about her parents.

"But.. what exactly am I going to say to them? They knew everything already." She asked Holly with too much worry.

"You have to tell them and explain to them what they saw. You never got the chance to explain yourself, right?"

She nodded. "Yeah. But.."

"I will be there beside you, don't worry."

And that was the only assurance she needs before dragging her aunt downstairs.

When they reached the living room, she sat on the couch across her parents with Holly beside her. She cleared her throat to break the awkward silence between them.

"Are you still not sorry for everything you did?" her dad asked her after a few seconds. His gaze slowly directing at her. That was a very sharp and powerful gaze that never fails to make her body tremble.

She shook her head. "No, dad. Are you not sorry for what you did?"

"Rachel.." Holly asked beside her, so she clamped her mouth shut once more. To her surprise, it did not anger her dad, instead, his features soften.

"I know, and I'm sorry for over reacting. You know I was just disciplining you."

"I forgave you about that already, Dad. But the reason you punished me for is not really acceptable." She said with an angry voice.

"What do you mean? Are you saying you're gay now?" her dad asked her. She also did not fail to notice her mother's immediate grip on her father's wrist.

"Yes dad, I am. But even if I'm gay, I did not disobey any of God's ten commandments, but you're treating me like I did." She told her father, as well as her mother, with a softer voice.

There was a long moment of deafening silence after she had said those words. She studied her parents' features. Her dad's veins were now visible in his temples and he was also gritting her teeth, while her mom has her soft eyes about to drop a tear. After a while, her mom whispered on her dad's ear that made her dad relax a little bit. She glanced a look at Holly beside her who just shrugged and rubbed her back.

"Okay." Her dad said after a while.

"Huh?" she asked confused.

Finally, her mother spoke. "Your dad and I understood that you like girls, baby."

"I love A GIRL." She answered with a pissed tone.

"You're crazy." Her dad told her.

"Why does it make me crazy, dad? And how?"

"You're not allowed to be with her." Her father answered her ignoring her previous question.

"Why not? I thought both of you understood?" she asked looking at her mother.

"Yes, we do, baby. But it does not mean that we approve of every girl you like- love, I mean. If you will take a look at you now, you will see that you have changed a lot."

"Because I'm fifteen, mom. I'm not a kid anymore. I needed to change."

"That girl is a bad influence on you." Her dad snapped with his authoritative tone.

"How—"

"End of discussion." Her dad dismissed and stood up from his seat to go upstairs. However, instead of following her father, her mom sat beside her and kissed her temple.

"Just focus on your studies right now, okay? There are plenty of times to deal with your feelings." then her mother went upstairs.

Holly immediately enveloped her in an embrace once they were already alone in the living room. She wants to cry, but her body was already drained with tears.

"I just don't understand.."

"Sometimes, life is unfair, little Rae, but you have to trust God and His plans. You have to be strong. And I'm sure that there are people who support you and will support you, and I'm one of them."

She nodded and prepared to go upstairs.

"Thank you, Aunt. I'm going to sleep." Holly tugged at her hand and they went upstairs together.


Christmas and New Year did not go well for her. She felt like the two were just merely a simple occasion and that's all. She did not even feel the presence of it at all. She just went with the flow, she was actually sad and depressed that time but she was fighting her sadness by trying to participate in the occasion rites. She had to follow the traditions.

She has never heard from Quinn since that day. One time, she requested Tina to drive her on Quinn's apartment but she realized that Quinn does not live there anymore. Many times she will stand outside that building every Saturday waiting for Quinn and thinking that maybe she was just on a vacation, but Quinn did not show up. Of course, she would cry and think that maybe Quinn will disappear forever, but still, she fought her worries and doubts off. She has to be strong.

She wondered what would be Quinn's gift for her because Quinn did not greet her on the Holidays, but it was fine, because she knows that in her heart, they were kissing, smiling and celebrating it. Someday, her fantasies will become real. Just a few more years to come.

Santana called her on Holidays, however.


"Little Rae, let my wrist go or I'll be late for my flight." Holly told her while smiling playfully.

Instead of obliging, she tightens her grip even more, not wanting to let go of her favorite relative.

They were at the airport that winter afternoon of February because it was finally time for her aunt Holly to go back to Australia to finish her practicum there, and maybe to find her future there.

That day may be considered as one of her most emotional and sad days because Holly will now be gone for too long. It did not even help her when Holly told her that they will talk on Skype regularly.

Her aunt Holly is the only person that keeps her safe all throughout the past three months since Quinn 'disappeared'. Her aunt gave her strength, her aunt made her feel that she's not alone, her aunt defended her. Her aunt never left her side.

But now she's going to be gone, and who will she be left with? No one but herself. And until now, she still was not convinced that she can do this alone.

Do what alone exactly? She can't quite figure that out but she feels like she's not safe in her home anymore. Her father had gotten really cold over her. He does not bring her favorite ice cream anymore when he gets home from work. He does not check on her anymore regarding her homework and other stuff. He does not play Tekken with her anymore. It was like her dad is just a word now.

Luckily, her mom stayed the same. Same as in not reacting when necessary.

"Please, aunt. Can't you reschedule it?" she cried in disapproval.

"Baby, if I can, I'd stay. I would, but I can't. I'm so sorry, Rae." Holly answered her apologetically while kissing her head. She's aware that Holly was just trying to hide her tears because her parents were also with them that day.

"Can I go with you, then?" she asked.

"I'm sure you won't." Holly answered immediately.

"And why is that?"

"Come here." Holly gestured for her to come closer so she did. "What if Quinn comes one night then not see any sign of one Rachel Berry?" Her aunt whispered.

She hung her mouth open because it was the first time in three months since she literally heard Quinn's name. And just now she realized what she had said to her aunt earlier.

"Well, okay, I take that back. I'd stay here and wait for your come back." She answered Holly trying to smile.

Holly playfully rustled her hair and kissed her cheek. After a while, they heard an announcement that Holly's flight will be leaving in an hour.

"Now I really have to go."

She shook her head and cried on Holly's chest one last time before letting her go.

"Take care, Holly." Her mom reminded Holly, then hugged her.

Her father also did the same. Their previous encounter that night now forgotten.

"Take care, beautiful sis, and say hi to mom and dad for me." Her dad said.

"I will. Take care, too. And please, don't hurt my niece again. She does not deserve any of that." Holly answered with serious and low voice so only the two of them can hear.

She noticed that her dad was taken aback by something her aunt whispered to him but her dad refused to answer anymore.

"Little Rae, give me one last hug." Holly opened her arms so wide so she jumped into her aunt's body, savoring her last scent.

"I will miss you a lot, aunt." She said.

"I will, too. But you have to promise me one thing."

"What?"

"Promise me that even if I am not on your side, you will be strong. You have grown, little Rae, and don't even think that it was out of influence. You have grown because you are strong." Holly looked at her intently and kissed her cheek before preparing to go.

"I promise." And with that, Holly left. She watched her retreating body until her aunt was not visible on her sight anymore, then she went to their car with her parents and finally went home.


Two months passed pretty quickly but full of sorrow for Rachel. She has been missing Quinn so bad. There are nights where she can't even sleep because thoughts of Quinn keep flooding through her mind. She wonders if Quinn will ever show up on her birthday just three weeks away from now.

What has really happened to Quinn? She hasn't heard even a single word from her. She usually goes to the park they always go to before just to see if Quinn will ever come back and surprise her there, but everytime she goes there with hope, she also goes home with frustration and sadness. She can compare her feelings with people who failed to win a lottery or with students who expect to pass an exam but also failed.

And she is one of those students, except she does not expect for a passing grade at all because she knows that she had not been doing well after everything that has happened. She barely listens to her teachers no matter how much she tries to do so. There is a possibility that she's going to fail Algebra. Ironically, Santana's doing really well at it now.

She wants to busy herself but the only thing that she's allowed to be busy for is Glee club and her gadgets. Her parents never allowed her to join another club so she can still get home early.

Tina, as well as Santana and Mercedes tried their best to bring back the old her, but they never succeeded. They had questioned so many times about her problems but she quickly assured them that she was fine and was just sad about Holly leaving the country. They did not question her any further.

Tina and Mercedes believed her, but Santana did not. However, the girl did not force her to talk about it anymore. Sometimes, Santana and she hang out during weekends whenever her parents are at work. The girl also continued to put fluffy notes on her locker that make her smile sometimes, but Santana also stopped teasing her for a while.

She was somehow thankful for having her friends not giving up on her when she wanted to give up already. Things at her home continued being cold and she got used to it eventually.

It was good, though- her parents not questioning her. They have already met Santana and her mom seemed to have a good time around the girl. Well, that's just plain Santana, playful and naughty. Her dad, however, only said 'hi' to the girl and walked upstairs.

Right now she is at her room trying to forget everything that makes her feel bad by playing Tekken 6 on her PS3.

She won the first few rounds but immediately got pissed when her favorite Jin Kazama lost to Paul Phoenix.

"Ah! Fuck this!" she said while throwing her joystick on the carpet. She instead lay on her bed and stared at the ceiling thinking of what to do next.

When she did not come up with an idea, she just closed her eyes trying to sleep when she heard a knock on the door.

"Come in." she answered with tired voice.

The door screeched and her mother peeped from it.

"Baby, your father and I want to talk to you. Head downstairs." Her mom told her.

"Okay, mom. Be there in a sec." she answered while wondering what is it that they want to talk about. She honestly was not used to formal talks with her parents anymore.

After setting her PS3 to its previous place, she headed downstairs and saw the familiar position of her parents in the living room. Of course, she sat in her usual seat when she got there.

"What are we going to talk about?" she asked.

Her father studied her posture for a moment before sighing and started talking.

"Your mother and I are aware of the unhappy atmosphere in this house.." her father trailed off.

I'm glad you are. Her mind answered, but she does not want to seem rude once again that will bring her father to his edge. "And so…?" she asked with confusion.

"So.. so we decided to give you a surprise to make up for it." Her father answered her with a smile on his face.

"What is it, then? And surprise for what?" she asked burrowing her eyebrows.

"Did you forget that your birthday's only three weeks away?" her father asked.

"Uhm, I am aware. But it's nothing that important anymore, right? We're just going to eat somewhere and that's that."

"Well, our surprise is somehow related to your birthday because we're not the only ones celebrating it this time!" her mother beamed.

She opened her eyes widely in surprise but not in relief. She honestly does not want more people to bother herself with. She can last being with her parents, but entertaining others? Not really a good idea. But she smiled anyway just to show her parents that she was 'excited' about it. "Really?"

"Yes. We're having a party the night before your birthday and we are all going to welcome the actual date of your birthday when the clock hits 12am. What do you think?" her father's smile widen.

She smiled faking enthusiasm. Somehow she's relieved that her father's trying to reach out to her once again, but it still doesn't change the fact that he hurt her so bad. "Sounds like a good idea. I'm really excited about it!"

"Good, then. From now on it will be your traditional birthday celebration." Her mother told her.

"You can send invitations to your friends, probably next week." Her father ended the conversation.

"Okay. Thanks mom, dad." She said goodnight and headed upstairs to her room.

She honestly can't decide if that was a good idea. But she does not have a choice, does she?


That Monday morning, everyone at school was busy talking about the upcoming Prom three weeks from now as well. It must be a double celebration for her because her birthday and the Prom are at the same week, but she feels nothing about the idea. She feels so empty, it's like all of her emotions disappeared.

She does not even have a date to go to the prom with, but Tina does not have one, either, so maybe they can just go together, but if Tina agrees on a last minute Prom proposal, then she would be contemplating on whether to go or not.

She opened her locker to get the books she will be needing for her Algebra class and as expected, there was another pink sticky note on it.

"Don't be late for Glee, okay? Something's waiting for you. ;)" The note reads.

She almost passed out in shock when she saw Santana standing just beside her once she closed the door of her locker. Santana has that smirk she always wears that make her smile.

"Good morning, sunshine." Santana greeted her.

"You scared me." She answered still holding her chest like it's going to fall if she lets go of it.

"I'm sorry. No smile?"

"What?" she asked Santana, not really sure about what the girl was talking about.

"You did not smile after you read my note." Santana informed her.

"Do you always secretly watch me everyday while I read your note?"

"Well yes. Most of the time."

"You're crazy. Morning too, anyway." she answered blankly.

"Not a good morning for you?" Santana asked her, her playful smirk slowly fading and being exchanged with worry.

"Hmm, it's simply a day for me." She answered with a straight face.

Santana only nodded and glanced at her wrist watch. "Berry, can I talk to you for a while?"

"Um, I really don't—"

"Please? We still have half an hour before Algebra, anyway." Santana asked her with pleading voice, but this time, it was not her playful pleading voice but a real one. She knows that she can't be able to resist that tone so she agreed.

She felt pity over Santana and instantly felt guilty because she was dragging the brunette on whatever frustrating world she's in.

"Okay. Let's go." She answered and started walking towards a certain direction.

"Uhm, where are you going?" Santana asked her while walking with her.

"I don't know. Some place where we can talk?" she answered unsure.

"And you think I did not think of a place before I asked you to talk?"

She stopped her tracks and turned to Santana with an apologetic expression. "I'm really sorry. I'm just zoning out a little."

"A little, huh?" Santana asked her with playful voice once again, lessening the tension.

She chuckled and nudged Santana's shoulder. "Okay. I'm zoning out completely. Happy?"

"Good. Let's go to the auditorium and help you with your problems." Santana grabbed her hand and they walked together to the auditorium.

She sat on the edge of the stage while Santana stood in front of her, the girl's face turning really serious.

"Is there a problem?" she asked with worry.

Santana shook her head and unconsciously tucked some strands of Rachel's hair behind her ear. Rachel shivered, but before she could react, Santana was already kissing her lips gently.

She froze for a while and did not move her lips, when she felt her body recovered, she pushed Santana away with a light force.

"Santana.." she spoke breathless.

Santana looked deeply into her eyes and she can see the mixture of desire and love in there.

"I care so much about you, Rachel. Do you not feel that?" Santana asked her with a very husky voice.

She did not say anything. She took a moment to process what she heard. She just looked into Santana's eyes and soon after she was already seeing Quinn smiling lovingly at her. That blonde and choppy hair, the hazel eyes, the full lips, the perfect white teeth, the cute nose, and her playful arching of eyebrow. Just everything about Quinn.

"Rachel? Are you—"

Santana didn't even get to finish what she was about to say because her lips was already caught by Rachel's own lips.

She kissed Santana with so much hunger and lust and love. This girl is Quinn. Quinn came back for her. Quinn waited for her. Quinn kept her promise. Quinn won't leave her again. And Quinn is kissing her right now.

She felt the body attached to hers froze but she still continued kissing her and soon after, San—Quinn kissed her back. She pushed her tongue into the lips asking for entrance and the girl she imagined being Quinn opened her mouth in response.

They continued kissing, tongues touching, and hands roaming everywhere in their bodies, but after a few minutes, they were interrupted by the bell ring. It was finally time for Algebra.

She stopped her motions and immediately pulled back from Santana upon hearing the bell ring. That's when she realized that Quinn was not there. Quinn did not come back. Instead, it was Santana. It was Santana she kissed hungrily. She felt a pang of pain shot through her chest.

She buried her face in her palm with embarrassment while shaking her head furiously and got down from the stage to the floor to head to Algebra class. She started to walk off but Santana stopped her by the wrist.

"Rachel, wait.." Santana said with hesitance in her voice.

She did not turn around. She does not want to see Santana's hopeful face. She does not want to see the love being offered to her. She does not want to see how much Quinn's disappearance affected her. She does not want to see the effect of all of her foolishness.

"Not now, Santana. I'm sorry." She answered not looking into Santana's eyes.

Santana, however, did not let go of her wrist, but instead gripped at it tighter.

"Did you forget that we have the same first period? Come on, walk with me." Santana spoke returning to her playful self.

She smiled because of Santana's understanding and took the Latina's hands to head to their Algebra class. But when they got to their classroom, Santana sat beside her unexpectedly. Tina gave the girl a questioning look when she realized that Santana took her seat.

"She needs help." Santana simply says, talking about Rachel.

"Oh, okay then. See you at lunch, Rae." Tina acknowledged her before sitting at Santana's usual spot at the back of the room.

Once Tina was gone, she turned her attention back to Santana still feeling a little shy about what happened earlier but now more confused about the girl's previous statement.

"Need help in what exactly?" she asked confused.

Santana just shrugged because Mr. Smith already arrived in the room, but when the man turned his back from his students to write something on the board, Santana whispered to her.

"I think you need help with this topic."

And that's when she realized that she really missed too much topics already, and now Santana is the one to help her.


The day passed by pretty smoothly because Santana, Tina, and Mercedes kept her company during lunch time and she was even shocked when Santana waited for her outside her last class for the day. They walked together to the choir room and that was the first time that she got ahead of the other members inside that room.

"Wow, we're pretty early." She said while she sat comfortably on one of the chairs. Amused by the quiet ambiance of the room at that time of the day.

"No, they were just pretty late." Santana answered her who also sat beside her in the front row of the room. She can feel that even though Santana's being her usual self, she was also trying hard to hide a tension or maybe struggling on whether to ask her something or not.

"What's- what's the matter?" she asked not looking into Santana's eyes directly. She somehow wished for the other members to arrive soon so they can drop the subject that was obviously to come. She clearly knows what was it that they are going to talk about.

Santana stood up from her seat and dragged a chair and positioned it in front of her, then she sat there again afterwards, so now they were face to face. The girl cleared her throat first before speaking.

"I- I wanted to ask you about- about what happened in the auditorium. I wasn't really able to- to concentrate in all of my classes earlier because all I've been thinking about is the- how you- I mean, that was the most amazing kiss I have ever received." Santana breathed out after speaking and waited for her patiently to respond.

She looked on the floor and fidgeted with her hands before gulping and finally speaking.

"Santana.. I don't—I don't think I can talk about this right now. I'm so sorry." She answered the Latina with a very apologetic tone.

She instantly noticed the tears that formed on Santana's eyes and it was obvious that she was trying really hard to resist it from falling. That was the first time Rachel had seen Santana like that and she feels really bad about it. She feels bad about not being able to return the girl's feelings.

If she can talk about the kiss, she would, but there is no way she can explain it to Santana without revealing about her and Quinn. And how can someone understand her reason? It was really terrible of her to kiss Santana like that pretending it was Quinn. She only let Santana's hopes up. And she wants nothing but to make Santana happy, but not with her love, because she already loves someone.

"No. Don't be sorry. It was okay. I shouldn't have brought it up, anyway. I was just—maybe I was just hoping for you to feel the same." Santana answered with broken voice.

She held the girl's shoulders to relax her and it worked a little. "Santana, I care about you, too. Okay?"

Santana nodded and soon after they were already complete in the choir room just waiting for Ms. Pillsbury to arrive so they can discuss their performance for the upcoming Prom. And just about 3 minutes after, the director finally arrived.

"Well, good afternoon guys! How was your day so far?" Ms. Pillsbury asked in a very bubbly tone.

"Good." All of them answered in unison.

"Great!" Ms. Pillsbury turned her attention to the white board behind her and wrote the word 'Prom'. "So, we agreed that we will talk about Prom today, but, our captain right here has something important to say—"

"Sing." Santana cut her off with a genuine smile.

"Right. Sing. So, let's hear her first! Santana, the stage is yours." Ms. Pillsbury offered the stage to Santana and sat beside her on the front row and Santana stood in front of all of them. It was obvious in her posture that she was feeling really nervous. Her knees are trembling and her eyes are looking everywhere.

"Santana?" Ms. Pillsbury asked the girl worriedly when Santana has not yet started with her performance two minutes after.

"Right. I'm so sorry." Santana moved her eyes again until it found hers. She noticed the anxiety in Santana's eyes so she smiled at her, encouraging her. Santana smiled back and sighed.

"So, I dedicate this song to the girl I really like. Really, really, really like and care about too. It has been five months now since the day I realized how amazing she was, or how lucky I was to be close to her everyday. I hope she gets my message through this song, though." Santana never broke eye contact with her and all she could do is gulp when she felt the other members, as well as Ms. Pillsbury, looked at her with amused eyes.

Santana gave the sheet she was holding to the band and soon after, the intro of the song started.

If time is still the sun would never never find us

We could light up the sky tonight

I could see the world through your eyes

And leave it all behind

If it's you and me forever

If it's you and me right now

That'd be alright, be alright

Santana was looking at her all throughout the song and was just occasionally looking at her audience who was completely dumbfounded but finds the performance really sweet. She can say that it was an amazing version of Jonas Brothers' 'Fly With Me', though. But she was also wondering how she would react after Santana finishes. She can't even manage to react on Santana serenading her. She just stared back, but in her mind Santana was really amazing.

Maybe you were just afraid

Knowing you were miles away

From the place where you needed to be

And that's right here with me

She froze when she heard that part of the song. What is really Santana's purpose on singing this? She's sure that there is a reason because Santana won't just randomly stand up there and sing something for someone. But when she can't form any answers in her head, she stopped thinking and just waited for her to finish the song. She will figure all of this out eventually.

We're chasing stars to lose our shadow

Peter Pan and Wendy turned out fine

So won't you fly, fly, fly with me?

Everyone, including her, clapped loudly once Santana finished the song. Ms. Pillsbury got up from her seat and stood beside Santana to face the members of the club as well.

"So, everyone, that was amazing, right?" Everyone nodded and whistled. "But I believe that your captain right here has some surpri- announcements! Has some announcements to make. Right, Santana?"

Santana blushed but nodded and returned to smiling and faced the audience again. "So yeah, I have a little announcement and I will be needing props to help you understand it." Santana answered emphasizing the 'you' part while looking at her.

She suddenly got nervous on what's about to happen. She felt more anxious when she heard Santana snapped her fingers loudly and soon after, nine cheerleaders entered the room. One of them handed Santana a cartolina paper with something written on it but she can't read it because it was flipped backwards.

This show was obviously for her even though it was not mentioned directly. All of those gaze and contacts they shared earlier that day finally made sense. Santana was clearly up to something. She also suddenly remembered the note she got from Santana on her locker that morning.

"Something's waiting for you.." she mumbled the words written on Santana's note silently.

She froze when Santana snapped once again signaling the cheerleaders to start the show.

All of the girls, including Santana, turned on their back. After a few seconds, the first cheerleader from the left turned around to face them while holding the cartolina upwards and flipping it at the same time, revealing what's written on it.

"RACHEL!" the first cheerleader shouted the word written in the cartolina in a very cheerleader- like manner.

She dropped her mouth in shock not just with the girl's volume of voice but with what's written on the paper. No. This couldn't be what she thinks it is. This can't be happening. She is definitely not prepared for any of this.

However, all of the club members nudged her shoulder lightly and voiced out their own opinions.

"Oh my God, she's proposing!" Tina exclaimed to no one in particular.

"That is so sweet!" another member said.

"I can't believe Santana can do something like this." Mercedes said.

"Rachel, this is awesome!"

She can hear all of those praises but she can't manage to utter a single word. No, it can't be. It must not happen. She does not deserve any of this from Santana.

"WILL" the second cheerleader voiced out in a full tone.

"YOU" third cheerleader.

"COME" fourth.

"WITH" fifth.

"SANTANA" sixth.

"TO" seventh.

"THE" eight.

"PROM?" the second to the last cheerleader ended the statement with a very adorable questioning sound.

Now it was only Santana that's left with her back to the audience. A drum roll gave suspense, and after a while Santana turned around and flipped her paper.

"PLEASE?" was what it says. Santana dropped her paper above the piano and one member of the band handed the girl a beautiful bouquet of red roses. But not as beautiful as Quinn's bouquet of tulips. She thought. Santana gladly took the flowers and slowly made her way towards her.

She still has her mouth hang open when Santana stopped her tracks right in front of her and knelt on the floor with a very hopeful expression. Her eyes widen in surprise. She felt her heart racing in her chest, and it was not like the way it races when she was around Quinn, it was a nervous beat.

"Rachel, I love you." Santana said these words with pure love and confidence while looking deeply into her eyes. "And- and I want the world to know how much I love you. So please, will you do me a favor and come to the prom with me?" Santana asked while handing her the bouquet of roses.

She couldn't move. She couldn't help it anymore when tears fell down her cheeks. She quickly shook her head out of confusion and worry and pity towards Santana. She does not want to hurt her, especially not in front of these people, but she has nothing else to say or do. She does not have a choice. She wanted to say 'yes' because Santana is a friend, but she does not love her. Santana deserves to be loved, and she can't give her that. It was hard to turn down Santana especially with that face, but she just can't be with her.

"Rachel.."

She stood up quickly from her seat and she heard everyone gasped in surprise. Soon after she was sprinting out of the room and heading towards the football field. She heard Santana called for her name but she did not turn around. All she wants is to get away from shame. She feels terrible turning down a really great person like Santana, but what else could she do or say?

"Rachel! Please! Wait up!" Santana shouted at her. She did not even realize that the girl followed her storm- out.

She stopped when they reached the first row of bleachers in the corner of the football field. All she could hear was their pants, wishing for some air to return to their body immediately.

After about a minute of panting, she finally felt herself relaxed physically, but not emotionally. She sat on the nearest bleacher and finally looked at Santana who has her face flushed and a really broken expression is spread all around her beautiful face.

"I'm- I'm so sorry, Santana.." she apologized while crying. And this time, her cries turned into loud sobs. Santana immediately went to where she was and hugged her tightly until she wasn't crying that loud anymore.

"I'm sorry.." she said once again.

"It was- it was because of her, right?" Santana asked her with broken voice as well.

She pulled back from their embrace and gave Santana a questioning look.

"What?" she asked.

"The very beautiful and hot blonde girl who went here to watch your glee club audition. She was the reason you turned me down.. right?" Santana asked again with hurt in her eyes.

She felt all the color of her face drained as her body went unmoving upon hearing what Santana had said. Santana knew all this time about her and Quinn?

"You- you knew?" she asked.

"Yes. From the moment I saw her entering the room with flowers in hand, I knew that she loves you very much. I saw the look in her eyes while she was clapping loudly because of how amazing you were that time. I even glared at her and told her to back off, but she just glared back at me." Santana chuckled lightly.

She nodded and felt another gallon of tears about to flow out of her eyes. "We love each other.."

"But something happened, right? I knew it. Even if you're not telling us, I already knew that it was something about her. I knew that she was the reason you were so happy and active before, and she was also the reason why you are—well, why you are—"

"Really fucked up." She finished Santana's statement.

"Yeah, that. But.. what happened?" Santana asked her with pure concern.

"Let's just say that the world is against us. And now she's gone.."

"I'm so sorry.."

"No. Don't be."

"No. I'm sorry. I'm sorry if I still continued to chase after you even though I knew that you were already with someone. I just can't let go of you.."

"Santana.."

Santana gulped before speaking again. "I just wanted to make you happy, Rachel. And now, I was hurting too seeing you hurting like this. I want to make you feel better. I thought that maybe someday you could love me too, but I can see that you love that girl so much." Santana told her sadly.

"I do, and I'm sorry for hurting you. I want you to be happy, believe me. But I know I can't give you that."

"I understand. It's totally fine, Rachel. But at least, I tried." Santana tried her best to smile at her.

She smiled back. "Thank you, Santana. You deserve someone to love you because of how great of a person you are. Believe me, it's not difficult to be in love with you."

"But you find it difficult." Santana stated.

"I'm sorry. I really am. But I still believe that Quinn will come back someday."

"Quinn. Even her name sounds so beautiful."

"She really is."

Santana offered her arms and she got the message immediately so she hugged the girl tightly. Santana squeezed her and kissed her hair.

"But I will never stop putting notes on your locker or stealing kisses from you." Santana stated playfully.

"Santana!"

Santana chuckled but soon got serious.

"Rachel, just remember that I will always be here waiting for you. I will never stop loving you. I'm willing to wait, even if it takes forever."