Nick: Emergency much?

You: How is he?

Nick: He's just sort of... laying there. Idk. He doesn't want to talk.

You: Oh god. Does he look like he's pondering?

Nick: Pondering what?

You: Just staring off and thinking hard about something?

Nick: Yeah. But now he's crying. And I have to talk to him. Text you after, Butterfly.

With that Nick put down his phone and walked over. "Stop avoiding me, Jeff."

And with that, Jeff broke down into hysterical sobs. More than he's cried since the day he was adopted by Aunt Nancy or when he found out his mother died. He felt heartbroken and shattered.

He felt guilty.

"Why couldn't I have just said it, Nick? Why?" Jeff said.

"Said what, Jeff?" Nick said. Nick had to be one of the most gentle people in the world. Anyone who knew him, they were quite sure that anybody would be lucky to have Nick as a boyfriend, or a best friend. He was someone who believed so strongly in happiness and when someone wasn't happy, they wouldn't hear the end of it until they were.

"Why couldn't I just tell her I loved her? I knew I did, but I couldn't say it."

"You're scared of something." Nick told him. "And you know exactly what it is. When are you going to let yourself get over it?"

Jeff thought about that and stood in bed, the whole day, ignoring every single one of his classes, pretending to be sick, which he felt. But by fifth period, he knew what he needed to do.

Was it the right thing? Probably not.

But then again, Jeff wasn't specifically known for doing the right thing.


"Hey Quinn, ready for this weekend?" Mercedes said, catching up with Quinn in the hallway. She turned around, looking a little more frantic then normal. But nothing pulled her out of it like the sound of Mercedes voice.

"I hope so." she said, smiling, checking her phone again.

"And how long exactly, has your hair looked like that?"

"Like what?" she asked.

"Like you fell into a fight between Lauren Zizes and Santana and they both tugged at your hair."

Long and behold, when Quinn stepped into the bathroom, her hair was frizzy and sticking out in ridiculous curls and it looked like she just woke up and didn't pay attention to it at all.

"What's goin' on, Girl?" Mercedes asked, as she leaned against the sink.

"It's Jeff. We haven't spoken in a while because he's sorting things out, but I'm worried for him."

"Why don't you go check on him?"

"Because..." Quinn said, not feeling like explaining. Then she realized that was stupid because of course Mercedes natural answer was "Because why?"

"Because I told him I loved him and I know he loves me but you know how I'll really know? If he shows up at the event tomorrow. That way, I'll know he, at the least, still cares about me."

Quinn finished fixing he hair and pulled it back into a loose ponytail. It looked extrememly better then it had when she walked in.

"Girl, you are falling harder and harder for this boy every day." Mercedes says.

Quinn didn't say anything. "What makes you say that?"

"Because, everybody can see it." Mercedes answered. Then she went and wiped away Quinn's makeup, because that was messed up too. She pulled out hers and she started to reapply it. "You come into class everyday, ready to learn. You come into Glee Club and sing your heart out and girl, let me tell you, ever since Tuesday, your voice sounds absolutely phenomenol. And different. But a good different. And you're glued to your phone. You go to Dalton for lunch all the time. You're happier."

Quinn looked at Mercedes.

"Everybody knows it."

Quinn smiled slightly. She remembered Mercedes and her family being there for her when Beth was born and when Quinn was at her lowest, they took her in. No matter how hard or tough she may seem, she's got a heart of gold and a soul made of pure love.

Mercedes smiled. "And I kinda enjoy seeing Rachel get a little upset over it."

"What do you mean?" Quinn laughed.

"Oh please. Rachel is so jealous. I mean, it meant everything to her that Finn chose her over you and he loves her. And now, you just don't even care. You couldn't care one bit. Finn is over and done with in your life. And now that Jeff, who might I add is a step handsomer and more cute and a much better person socially then Finn, she just doesn't have that jealousy she wants."

Quinn pondered that and then asked Mercedes. "Well, should I let her feel jealous?"

Mercedes laughed. "Quinn you have changed so much. You're a much better person. Look at you. Nobody ever cares about Rachel's feelings because she doesn't care about ours."

Quinn smiled at that. "Agreed."

"All you need to worry about is Jeff and whether or not, he's going to show up."


The phone rang three times until Quinn picked up the phone.

"Nick?" she asked frantically.

"Okay, now, Quinn, I have something to tell you. But you can't freak out, okay?"

"Oh-no."

Nick called her by her actual name.

This could mean very bad news.

"Jeff's gone."

"WHAT!" Quinn yelled.

"WAIT! WAIT! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I shouldn't have started that way. He left the dorm halfway through the day, but I know where he is."

"WELL WHERE?"

"Quinn," Jeff whined. "You said you weren't gonna freak out."

Nick was sitting in his room, looking at the note Jeff left behind. When he had entered earlier, he immediately sensed something was wrong. Yeah... he never really liked that all his hunches were right...

He heard Quinn take a breath. "Okay." she answered. "Well, then, where did he go?"

"You're not gonna like that either..."

"NICK!"

"Okay... I'll tell you..."