"Quinn, did you hear?"
Santana and Brittany rush in quickly after my shower before class. They look weary and timid. I assume it's from all the bags they were lugging onto the taxi earlier for their move to New York, but it's not. It saddens me that they're leaving within three days of getting back together.
"Hear what?"
They glance at each other. Neither of them want to tell me, but I'll make them spill if I have to.
"Tell me." I state with my cheeks practically fuming.
"Rachel left." Santana says softly and Brittany hands me an envelope. I take it. The room is spinning and my hands are shaking uncontrollably. Yet, I manage to open up the folded piece of paper.
I love you, Quinn. I'm sorry that this is how things worked out. You graduate in June and after that you'll be going to college. I won't mean anything to you. When you forget me, remember that I loved you. I still love you. I'm falling even more in love with you.
Rachel
Tears stream down my face and I shake my head in denial. She didn't leave.
Yes, yes she did.
I throw the paper to the floor and Santana tries consoling me, but I fight her off. I tried fighting everyone off until Rachel came. With her, I didn't have to fight anymore. Santana doesn't let go. No matter how much I push, punch and kick her off, she doesn't let go. I give in and my heart shatters into countless pieces that have her name engraves within every inch.
Now, my days will consist of sleeping and replaying memories of us. My head memorized the scent of her hair, the sound of her voice and the softness in her eyes. The lyrics of the song she once dedicated to me will echo repeatedly in the empty walls of my heart. I wish I could forget; it'd be easier.