I am so sorry for the late update. I've been caught into the 'faberry feelings' from episode 14, then came the aftermath where I was just stuck into it.
Not sure if anyone is still reading this but I'm at least writing this for myself, because I just can't stop the ideas from coming.
I just noticied that the titles of this fic makes a fanmix lol. I'm actually correcting the spelling mistakes in the others chapters, so that's another reason why it took me so long to update. Will try to post more this week, but just so you know I'm having some rather serious health problems, so yeah.
Ps. I still don't own Glee, or Finn would have been the one getting hit by a truck or killed by Santana lima heights adjacent style.
Chapter 12 : Give Me Love part. 1
Friday night at Quinn's place was rather calm, she went home from school in time to make a nice dinner. She setted the table up and her father seemed quiet, he even complimented her for the dinner that was delicious. She mutted a gentle 'thank you' and when he left the table she cleaned the kitchen.
It was 9pm when she finished and she decided to go straight to bed, she was exausted. It had been a long and draining emotional week, she needed to rest.
She collapsed on her bed the minute she stepped into her room. She decided that it was better to not think about the events of the day, the worries would still be there tomorrow so why not just sleep and forget ? She let sleep invade her, not even bothering about changing into more comfortable clothes.
The next day she took a quick shower and decided to spent the day with the Skanks, well with Sheila and Ronnie. They did talk about Mack but none of the girls had heard about her and decided that maybe it was better to give her the weekend to let her come to terms with whatever was bothering her. Quinn voiced that it was a good idea, but on the inside she was really a mess. She couldn't figured out what she had done wrong with her friend.
As the night approached they decided to just buy some drinks at Billy's, who simply didn't cared that you were 21 or not. For few hours Quinn forgot about her problems, about Mack, about Rachel, her mom, her father. Well, simply about her life and it was rather nice for once to not think about anything.
It was 3 am when she put the key into the lock of the door, struggling with it a minute, trying to not make too much noise. She stepped into the hall and saw her dad asleep on the couch, she smiled and mouthed a thank you to God or whoever was up there.
She started to climb the stairs when her father's phone started to rang. Her eyes widdened and she almost jumped out of her skin. She looked behind her and heard a struggled noise.
"Quinn ? " Her father's voice reached her ears and she swallowed slowly. She turned to see them looking at her. At first his eyes seemed clouded because of the sleep and the alcohol. He blinked a few times, then his look hardened.
"Did you drank ?" he simply asked her. She blinked and shook her head negatively. He stepped forward, she couldn't move. She had lied, she knew the smell of tequila was all around on the air, if she could smell it so does he.
"Come down here Quinn." he said with no anger in his voice, no emotions. That was the worst when no emotions could be persepted in his voice. She felt tears come to clound her vision, she knew what was coming. She stepped the four steps and paused in front of him.
"You're drunk Quinn, right ?" A smirk appeard on his face, she felt something ugly build inside of her and without even knowing why she did it, she opened her mouth.
"So does you father." When the words left her mouth, she widdned her eyes in realisation of what she had just said. She felt a wave of panic rise in her body as a rather sadistic smile appeared on Russell's face.
Two seconds after a hard slap connected with her face, Quinn's head twisted as she stumbled back falling on the stairs. She grited her teeth to keep from crying, her head was spinning slightly.
She tried to get up on her feet and climb the stairs, but her father catched her by the leg and pushed her toward him. A small cry escaped her mouth as she catched herself with her hands on the stairs to not fell on her face.
"I AM YOUR FATHER QUINN FABRAY AND YOU OWE ME RESPECT ! I WON'T LET YOU TALK TO ME LIKE THAT !" he yelled, his anger had reached a level that Quinn never heard before. IT was even worse that when she told him she was pregnant and je kicked her out.
He grabbed her violenty by the wrists to pull her on her feets. He had a death grip on her, she was hissing in pain, it was almost like Russell liked to see her in this state.
"Go to your room and I don't want to see you until Monday night." He said right into her face, her eyes were closed. He let go of her and she collapsed on the floor.
He walked to his office and closed the door.
Quinn wanted to cry so badly but she had trouble breathing. She needed to calm down, she needed to concentrate on her breathing. Without really thinking she reached to her phone who was on her jeans pocket, she was about to call the first number she had on speed dial when she remembered.
"People grow apart, deal with it."
Mack words sounded in her head, like it was a death sentence. She should have known that at some point even Mack would leave her. It was always like that for her, right ? People always leave even when they say they won't. They make promises of love and friendship forever but it's always a lie.
She tried to get up but her limbs hurted so much that she had trouble to stand still. She climbed the stairs slowly on her knees and hands.
When she finally was in her room she climbed to her bed and burried her face into her pillow. She wanted to cry so bad, to cry for the pain she was feeling on her body, to everything, but she couldn't. It was like something had definately broken in her leaving no tears left to cry anymore. She simply closed her eyes waiting for sleep to come and pretend that nothing had happened.
School day on Monday arrived quickly for Rachel, she was walking down the hallway with her head high and in a joyful mood, because she had come up with the perfect song to sing for Quinn with the rest of the Glee Club. She reached her locker and smiled at the sign of Kurt walking toward her.
"Good Morning Kurt." she said with a bright smile. The boy looked at her and smiled happily at his friend.
"Well, good morning to you too Ms Berry." She beamed even more, completely blinding the boy with her smile. "What put you in such a good mood ?"
She shrugged still smiling at him, "You know this whole idea of singing to Quinn." Kurt raised an eyebrow at her, but remained silent. "What ? I-I think it's a nice idea to tell her that she is still accepted in New Direction whenever she wants, no ?" Kurt nodded his head yes and started to walk toward class with her, when she closed her locker.
"So how are things going with Finn ?" asked Kurt still smiling. Rachel frowned at the question. To be honest she didn't thought of him in all weekend, he had been playing video games at Noah and she was too much into 'Quinn's thank you song' to even remember that she had a boyfriend in the first place. She looked at him and nodded while saying "Everything's fine, thank you Kurt." The boy was about to ask for more details when the bell rang as they entered in class.
Mack was in class waiting for the teacher to arrive, when the bell rang, she noticied that Quinn's place was empty. She frowned a little. She had spend her Sunday with Sheila and Ronnie. The girls have tried to talk to her about her decision to not be around Quinn anymore, they even had a big argument over it to be honest. In the end, Sheila had left telling Mack that she was messing up with Quinn's head and that the girl didn't needed that.
hen the girl left, Ronnie had stayed with her. At first they were silent, a storm of arguments was playing in Mack's head. Then, Ronnie decided to break the silence with a rather shoking, but ture fact.
"You have a crush on her." Mack blinked and looked with a questioning look on her face. Ronnie looked at her, smoking her cigarette with a peaceful but yet rather serious look. "Quinn. You have a crush on her."
Mack looked away not feeling comfortable talking about that. The Skanks never talked about deep things, well, it have been like that before Quinn had entered the circle but still, that made Mack rather edgy.
"I don't know what makes you think that. Seriously Ronnie." Ronnie laughed and rolled her eyes.
"You know Mack you are not really good at lying. At least not about something that you care so much. So quit playing dumb with me and just tell me why are you doing this."
Mack sighed in defeat, she knew that she had to talk about this because the girl was certainly not going to let it slide and ignore it any longer. "I care about her too much to ruin her life even more, that's why." Ronnie made a crazy face, not really understanding what her friend was saying. "Bullshit." Mack narrowed her eyes, she was not going to talk about this and be insulted after it. But before she could say anything, the girl continued. "You are basically running away because you care too much that you are affraid to get hurt in the process. Am I right ?" Mack shook her head, telling the girl that it was the truth.
"What you didn't counted in your little 'run away plan' is that you are hurting Quinn." Mack closed her eyes, she knew it was true, she knew it to damn much. But she didn't knew how to act around Quinn or even in school when the only thing in her head was the pink haired girl.
"I never wanted to fall for her..." it came out as a whisper, Mack was even surprised that Ronnie had heard her. "Look, Quinn is a nice girl and I always got that protective vibe around you when it came to her. I'm sure you can pratically jump in front of a truck to her at this point. You are her friend, hell, you are more close to her that you are with Sheila or me." Mack felt tears in her eyes, she swallowed and looked at her friend with a broken look.
"Quinn is only close with you," Ronnie shook her head and continued. "I'm scared for her you know. Because I feel like all of this story with her asshole of father is going to end pretty badly." Mack sighed and nodded her head. "She was supposed to meet us today. But she texted Sheila this morning telling her that she was too tired to come meet us." Mack frowned, knowing that is was completely a lie, because Quinn would have rather be tired around the Skanks than in her own house with Russell around.
Ronnie nodded her head at her, like she was thinking the same way than Mack.
Back in class, Mack thoughts were interrupted by the teacher who had already started class. Mack looked at the clock on the wall seeing that it had been 15 minutes since the bell had rang. She looked at the empty place next to her, and sighed, knowing that it meant that Quinn was not in school. It was really, really bad news.
Mack knew it was not bad news anymore, but worst when during lunch hour Rachel Berry stood in front of the Skanks table. Sheila looked at her with an annoying look, Ronnie shrugged her presence. Mack slowly looked at her trying to look annoyed too. But she knew that it was about Quinn, she could sense it.
"Hello, Mackenzie." The Mack quirked an eyebrow at her sightly amused by the fact that the brunette had called her by her real name.
"Barbara." Mack almost laughed when she saw the petite diva in front of her blink few times at her being called by her second name. Mack couldn't deny the fact that Rachel was totally cute.
"Hm, you are probably wondering why I am here talking to you," Mack nodded her head. "Well, I was expecting to find Quinn with you because I need to tell her tha the Glee Club and I would like to tell her, well sing her something to be exact, and it's rather important."
Mack smirked, "Slow down, or you're going to choke on your words." Rachel swallowed and nodded her head yes with an apologetic face.
"So, what you just said mean that you didn't saw Quinn around too ?" Rachel nodded her head again with her big eyes. Mack smiled at the view. She could really understand why Quinn found the girl so cute.
"But, I-I though you were all friends with her, so how don't you know where she is ?" Rachel asked and Ronnie decided to answer her.
"We were with her Saturday night, and yesterday she texted telling her that she was not feeling okay. She's probably at home, so relax."
Rachel eyebrows rose, expecting something else instead of this. "I should go visit her to see if she's okay, maybe she needs some nice soup and few herbs of natural tea that will help her get better." Ronnie looked at Mack next to her, trying to tell her that she needed to do something or Rachel was going to meet Russell Fabray and it was certainly out of question. Mack understood and quickly stood up on her feets. She crossed her arms in front of her with a glaring look directed at Rachel. The girl in front of her toke a step back in fear, just in case the wild girl decided to punch her like she had said last week.
"You are totally not going to see Quinn. I am, because I am her friend and she certainly don't want you to talk her ears out with your tea and soup and Glee Club." Rachel's mouth opened to tell her that she was in fact Quinn's friend too, but the Skank almost growled. It was not because she was mad of anything, it was just for show, just to scare the girl to the point that she was not going to visit Quinn, and it worked. Rachel toke another step behind. "Listen to me attentively because I won't repeat myself another time. You are not going to visit Quinn. I will and just because i'm not completely heartless I will text you afterward telling her how she is. Did you understand me, Berry ?" Rachel nodded her head vividly at her telling her that in fact she had understood her. "Good. Now type your number here." Mack reached for her phone and handed it to Rachel, for her to take. The brunette did and typed her number like asked. She handed the phone back, "Thank you, Mack." I appreciate it." Rachel was honest, she appreciate the fact that this girl in front of her who could beat her to the point that she wouldn't remember who she is anymore, was being kind enough to reassure her that everything was okay with Quinn. Because she had have this strange feeling in the pit of her stomach that something was not okay, since she walked into school with no sign of Quinn."
Mack shrugged, telling her that it was nothing. Rachel looked around and spotted Finn waving at her to join him at the Glee table for lunch. Rachel smiled a small smile at him. Mack made a noise of disgust and rolled her eyes. Rachel looked at her with a small questioning look. "You know you could do better than him." Mack words shocked Rachel and herself too, if she was being honest. Rachel frowned and told her "What do you mean? Finn is a nice boyfriend and-"
"Stop it okay ? I don't need to hear this. I'm just saying what everyone with eyes thinks." Mack knew that she was saying too much, but even is she had a pretty big crush on Quinn, she couldn't let Rachel think that the only suitable person for her was that dumb quaterback. "He never stand up for you and it's making me sick. Now don't get me wrong here, I don't care about you that way, it's just that as a girl I don't accept boys being total douches with girls, even more if it's with her own girlfriend." Mack nodded her head to where Finn was, telling her that she was finished here and that it was better for her to go away without a word.
But it was okay because Rachel was totally speechless for once, she was trying to process Mack's words and quickly understood that it was her cue to leave. Rachel nodded her head while she couldn't stop herself from smiling a little. Obviously thanking the skank in front of her. Mack rolled her eyes and waved at her in sign to walk away now.
Mack didn't knew if it had been a nice idea to volunteer herself to visit Quinn. Because they were kind of into a cold zone, because of her own stupidity believing that leaving Quinn alone would have been a better thing. The whole thing was going to be awkward, for that Mack was sure.
She just hopped that Quinn's bedroom window would be open, so she could easily climb to it.
Finally the end of school day rang and she pratically ran to her locker to change the books from her last class to the ones that would be needed to do her homework later. Yes, Mack could do some homework sometimes, it was better doing that than stay completely dumb for the rest of her life, or it simply was better to do that and not think about anything else that was going on in her life.
She was completely unaware that while she was checking her homeworks for tomorrow, a rather angry latina was walking toward her. She jumped at the sound of her locker being shut violently. But she quickly recovered and glared at whoever was being, for a lack of better word, an ass.
She couldn't stop herself from rolling her eyes when she saw Santana in her cheerio outfit looking at her with a pissed off look. She sighed, knowing that there was no way she could escape her.
"What do you want Lopez, because I'm kind of edgy to get out of this place." The latina looked at her with suspicious eyes. "You bitch, what do you did to Quinn ?" Mack quicked an eyebrow at her, "You know this thing of confronting me about Quinn every two days is getting old." Santana hissed in frustration. " Don't play stupid with me Mack, I saw her yesterday in the backyard of her house and she had this huge black bruise on her face." Mack felt her stomach twist at the mention of Quinn being hurt.
Santana was totally off the tracks, sure she was not hanging around with Fabray anymore but that didn't meant that she stopped to care about her and her well being. So when she saw her old best friend with a freaking huge bruise on her face, she nearly puked in sickness. She knew that being in the Skanks was a mistake and that one day or another she was going to get into troubles and get hurt, it was something that the latina always predicted the moment she saw Quinn hanging with the girls.
But right now seeing worry in Mack eyes was confusing, because she was sure that the girl was one of the reasons about her friend being hurt.
Santana frowned when Mack's voice was nearly a whisper, obviously that way the students around couldn't catch a glimpse of their conversations. Santana decided that it was better that way, knowing that if people started to gossip about the ex-HBIC being hurt was a wrong thing. Quinn didn't needed that right now.
"How-I mean, did you talked to her ?" Santana pursed her lips completely caught unguard by the question.
"No, I didn't. Her father was around and I know he doesn't like me so much." Mack nodded her head and quickly looked at the closed locker in front of her. Santana had been expecting to hear Mack tell her that yes, she was the reason behind Quinn being hurt and all, but nothing like that came in the conversation, so she simply asked.
"Do you know what happened ?" Mack tensed at the question, obviously she knew, Santana crossed her arms feeling angry again. "I don't, really. I was on my way to pay her a visit, because Rachel wanted to go see her but," She took a deep breath, "I don't think it's a good idea right now." Santana tilted her head to the side in thoughts. "You know what happened to her, do you ?" Mack shook her head no. Why was she feeling so exhausted right now? She was completely out of her Skank self and she needed to regain some composure to protect Quinn's secret, or Hell would may break. She straightened herself and looked the latina right in the eyes in the most cold glare that she had in stock.
"I do not okay ? She probably hurt herself or something, nothing bad, okay ?" Santana knew that something was going on, that Mack knew, and for a strange reason she sensed that Quinn's father was the cause of it. But she decided that it was better to not push further and just keep an eye on it in silence.
"Okay, I believe you. Would you at least please tell her that I need to apologize to her about the other day ?" Santana played with her fingers, it was a sign of guilt and nervosity. Mack smiled and nodded her head. "Yeah, I will. See ya Lopez." She walked away, noticing a tiny brunette looking at her. She rolled her eyes and nodded at her. Rachel beamed when she understood that Mack was on her way to go see Quinn.
Mack had walked all the way until she was standing in the middle of Quinn's driveway, she was smoking and her stomach was making back flips. She looked to any sign of Russell Fabray but the man didn't seemed to be at home, the car was not there. She took a last long drag looking at Quinn's window who was open. Did Quinn was going to be mad at her and maybe, even slap her ? But most of all was she okay ? Maybe Russell had hit her again last night and maybe that's why she never came to school. Mack groaned at the thoughts racing in her mind, at this speed she would still be there when the new years will roll. She throwed her cigarette away, took a deep breath and approached the house. She took one last look behind her to make sure that no one was looking, and she quickly started to climb the three in front of Quinn's window.
Santana's car was parked few cars away from Quinn's house where she could still see what was going on without being seen. Brittany was in the seat next to her with a frown on her face, obviously not understanding why they were there doing nothing.
"San, are we going to see Quinn ?" asked the blonde cheerleader looking out by the window of the car. Santana fingers were tapping on the steering-wheel while she had still her eyes focused on the house outside.
"No B. I'm just making sure that everything's fine with Q." Brittany looked at her best friend, bitting her bottom lip lightly. "But why are we here in the car if you want to see if Quinn is okay ?" Santana's eyes meted Brittany's ones, she sighed and relaxed on her seat. "Something is off and I don't think Quinn is going to tell us what is it." Santana reached for Brittany's hand and caressed the back of her hand with her thumb. "Do you think she's hurt ?" was the question the tall blond decided to ask. Santana closed her eyes and shrugged. "I don't know B. Maybe ? I think it may be her dad." Brittany looked even more worried, Santana could see the distress of her best friend and she slowly reached to her face with both hands. "Hey hey B, it's okay. She's going to be fine. We just need to be sure first okay ? And besides Mack and the Skanks are there for her, okay ?" Brittany sniffed and nodded her head.
"I think she's in love with her." Santana quirked an eyebrow, not really understanding what Brittany was saying. "Mack, I think she is in love with Q." Santana laughed, "I don't know B, maybe ? But she definately cares a lot about our Q." Brittany smiled too and relaxed while still holding Santana hand in hers.
Santana smiled at the contact, and let her eyes land on the house again. She definately was going to find out what was going on and help Quinn, no matter what.
Next chapter should be up before Sunday !