She's not stupid. And it's not like she expected this to be easy or anything, but being away from everyone she's ever cared about isn't what she thought would preocupy her once classes really got started. She keeps repeating in her head that this is Yale and she's got to focus now if she ever wants to have any free time. Her head ducks and she's back into homework mode.
But it pulls at her, drags at her heart. Tears into and rips out this raw need she's alway tried to understand. It has been one month since she last saw and touched Rachel and the effect that knowledge has on her body seems ever-present.
"Ugh." She groans and grabs her books, all of them quickly stuffed into her bag. She can't see anyone near her, but she doesn't want to interrupt anyone else's studying the way she has her own. The number three is dialed into her phone the second she's out the main door, and she heads towards home.
"Hi, Quinn! What's up, I thought you'd declared yourself a study only zone until tomorrow, what's going on?" She can relax a little when that voice comes over her phone, but the ache is still present, pulling. She can hear Rachel, imagine her saying these words, her posture, her smile. But she can't see her, smell her perfume, her shampoo.
"Yea, I did, and I'll get back to it soon, I just kind of really miss you and I thought I'd feel better if I heard your voice, you know?" She can hear the light tones a piano playing softly in the background, can imagine Rachel sitting at the bench, tan fingers playing over the stark black and ivory.
"Of course, I understand. I miss you too, Quinn. It's hard sometimes, being away from the people I care the most about." Rachel would hug her, without annocing her intent to do so like she used to. Maybe Quinn would play the piano while Rachel sang something for her. She dropped her bag at the foot of her bed, falling against it as she yawned. The work she's been forcing herself through is just her trying to be ahead of the curve, it can wait.
"Will you sing to me, Rach? Remember the time you sang that lullaby for Beth and I fell asleep too? I miss her too." Her eyes are closing, the image of Rachel sitting at the piano filling her brain.
"I'll remember. The two of you were adorable. I'll always sing for you, Quinn. Just say the word." The voice on the other line is softer already, almost soothing the overworked student into rest before the lyrics reach her ears.
"Word." The notes sing out from the piano as quietly as they have been since she first heard them, and then there's that voice. The one she knows and loves and needs and feels. Rachel sings so softly...she's made the song her own as she alway does. She can barely open her eyes halway through.
"Thank you Rach. For singing to me, making me feel better. I'm gonna sleep now, so g'night, 'love you." Her pale hand slowly and lazily moves to end the best call she's had all week.
"I love you too, Q."
A/N: Because I was listening to it at the time, Rachel sings Florence and The Machines Blinding.