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To all of you who had suggested making this a story about Rachel overcoming her feelings towards Quinn and going her own way I must warn you: I m big softy for Faberry.I think those are great options for a story. I think that s actually great for real life itself. But I just couldn´t do that jaja. I m so sorry but this is a corny Faberry all the way.

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It only took a split second for Emma to realize all her suspects were true. When Rachel opened the door and Quinn came in sight, Emma felt a wave of pure hate growing on her chest and right there, without wasting any more time; she jumped over Quinn, knocked her down and started hitting her hard.

Quinn had been taken by surprise really, and couldn't do much given the position she was standing, so she tried her best to defend herself and she threw an occasional fist every now and then but, It was clear to both of them, that Emma had control. That was until Rachel finally managed to do something to stop the whole thing, she had tried screaming, breaking the girls off herself, and even pulling one of Emma s legs, only to received and kick herself, but nothing had been effective. So she ran into her yard and pulled out a hose her fathers kept for gardening, she connected the hose and went into the living room holding it on her hand. When she got back in, the girls were in the exact same position, except Quinn had gained some control and was now pulling Emma s hair while Emma was insulting her and trying to get out of the blonde s tight grip. Rachel had to move fast. She put herself in front of the girls and yelled

- You stop this right now! – Rachel pointed the hose at both of them hoping this warning would do , but the girls were having none of it and wouldn't even realize what she had with her

- I mean it! Stop this!

- I m gonna kill you!

- Yeah? You and whose army?

- Whore!

- Slut!

And that was it. Rachel closed her eyes and opened the hose. In a second the girls had been broken apart by the strong wave of water hitting on their bodies.

- Rachel, what the fuck are you doing? – Emma was soaking wet but the scratches Quinn had made were noticeable all over her arms and face.

Rachel turned off the water and put the hose away before talking to her, now definitely, ex girlfriend

- What the fuck are YOU doing, Emma? , how on earth did you do this?

- Do what?

- This! Coming into my house and attacking Quinn…

- Attacking Quinn? Are you kidding? That bitch had it coming

Quinn was about to say something but she was not sure about how to proceed , she didn't want Rachel to get even more upset , and she thought that was more important than putting Emma in place right now, so she remained silent.

Rachel on the other hand was screaming louder by each sentence

- Don t call her that! Quinn s not a bitch

- Oh my god! – Emma laughed amused – are we now defending her? Do we like her now? Cause I missed the fucking memo.

Rachel pitched the bridge of her nose, like every time she tried to gain control over herself,

- Emma, I m gonna try to ask you nicely to leave. We are in no condition to talk right now.

- Of course we are in no condition! She is still in the fucking room!

Quinn realised Emma did have a point, however awful it felt for her to acknowledge it, Emma was Rachel s girlfriend for the time being, and they needed to talk alone. If she wanted Rachel to see how much she had change, she needed to give the brunette her space.

- Rach, she is right, about this at least – Quinn s eyes shot fire at Emma, before looking at Rachel again – I m gonna go ok?

- You don t have to go – Rachel s voice softened and Quinn was relieved the brunette was not angry at her too

-Yes I do – Quinn smiled at her – You need to talk things thru – Quinn then looked at Emma before speaking directly at her – I m gonna go, I think that may calm you down.

- Screw you Fabray

Quinn sighed while rolling her eyes. She then looked at Rachel again, who looked like a little girl who got lost in the park. Quinn couldn't help but smile

- Are you gonna be okay?

- I guess so. What about you? You don t have your car.

- I will walk , and If it s alright with you, I will call you later

Rachel nodded and gave Quinn a reassuring smile

- Okay.

Quinn headed for the door and got right out without glancing in Emma s direction. When she was finally outside, she had to take a moment to breath it all in. Her faces and arms hurt like hell, and there was some dry blood in them. She had tried to fix her hair while being inside but she knew it would still look like crap. So she headed home at a really rapid pace.

Inside Rachel s house, everything was tense. The brunette was torn between her insane anger towards Emmas previous actions and her sympathy towards the girl, who was clearly upset . Emma got to talking first.

- I m sorry Rachel – Emma s voice was noticeably lower than when she got there. She looked like a different person.

- You should be sorry. What the hell was that, Emma?

- I don t know! - Emma made a long pause, as if thinking and her tone got angrier when she spoke again - Actually, I do know! Rachel we haven t spoken in days , I ve been trying to call you, you haven't picked up the phone so I drove by your school to talk to you and saw you getting in your car – Emma s voice got bitter – with her. You were getting into your fucking car, and you were with her.

- You followed us?

- What was I supposed to do? I was out of my mind. I thought you were cheating on me

Rachel remained silent. Emma s eyes got suspicious

- Were you...were you cheating on me?

- I was not.

- Were you about to when I knocked on the door?

- You mean when you almost knocked the door over? - Rachel tried to act angry but she was nervous instead. She had started fidgeting with her hands. Her whole body language was giving her away. This was not going to be pretty, but she had to be honest and she knew Emma was not going to like it.

- Rachel, don t change the subject and answer the question. Were you about to cheat on me?

Rachel took a deep breath, and closed her eyes for a brief second.

- Yes. I was about to kiss Quinn when you knocked.

Emma didn´t move. She stood there and tilted her head while staring at Rachel. After a moment she started walking towards Rachel and the brunette got really scared. Emma got so close, her face was merely inches away from Rachel s .

- You and slutty Fabray will regret this.

Rachel was not in place to even say anything. She had never seen Emma like this, she feared her. Suddenly she was terrified about being alone with her, and she had wished Quinn had stay or that her fathers were home.

Emma started to walk away and headed to the front door; Rachel was still frozen in her spot. Before leaving, Emma looked at her one more time and then closed the door.

The brunette broke down after being left alone and cried out of fear, and sadness. She was shaking and she wanted someone or something to make her feel better.

"Quinn"

Rachel didn't ever argue the decision with herself.

"She won t mind. She won t mind. She won t mind"

Meanwhile Quinn had gotten to her house and had happily confirmed her mother wasn't there so she decided it would be a great time for her second shower "in less than three hours". She went to her room and prepared her bath. She realized she still had Rachel s clothes on while hers have been forgotten at the Berry s house.

"Well, that s a great excuse to pass by"

Quinn took her bath and relaxed a bit. She was worried about Rachel, and she would have like to call her but didn't want to look too clingy or invasive. It was better to wait and entertain herself with whatever came in handy before calling the brunette.

"I will call her at six, that s right! That s whole bunch of hours for a break up! I mean, how long does a break up take? Especially an Emma s break up! Please. It has to be quick. Perhaps Emma s gone right now! Maybe I should call at five. No. Nononono. You said six. You said the word "later" to her and this is definitely not later; this is not even fashionably late. You haven't even finished your bath! Get a hold on yourself!"

Quinn sighed and got out of the bathroom around an hour later, she instantly checked her cell phone but there was no news of Rachel whatsoever. She suspected Rachel didn't have her phone number.

"She couldn't have saved it. Not that one time I texted her, she hated me when I did that".

Quinn walked to her nightstand, still wrapped in a towel, and opened her top drawer; she opened a jewellery box and took out a little paper with a number on it. It was Rachel s.

"Thankfully I did this before that damn day at school".

The blonde sat on her bed and stare at the piece of paper for a while.

"It s too early. Do something else. Then you will call".

She kept staring at her phone and let out a groan

"Stop staring! She doesn't have your phone, so nothing it s gonna happen! "

Right on cue, Quinn s cell started ringing. The blonde s eyes were wide opened while looking at the number at the screen, which matched perfectly with the number, scribbled in that little piece of paper.

"What do I do? What do I do?! Pick up you moron! Stay cool!"

Quinn cleared her voice before answering.

- Hello?

- Uhm…hi Quinn. This is…

- Rach. I know.

- Oh. That s cool

Long silences hang in between and Quinn had no idea what to say next, luckily Rachel spoke again.

- So; it s over. With Emma I mean.

- Are you alright?

- No, actuall little shaken up. She didn't take it all too well and it was kind of scary

- Rachel, did she hurt you? – Quinn asked in a warning tone.

- No. No she didn´t do anything

Rachel s tone seemed suspicious to Quinn.

- Doesn't sound like it .

- What kind of ice cream do you like?

- What?

- What kind of ice cream do you like?

- Uhmm, chocolate and Vanila.

Suddenly Quinn heard a click and looked at her phone , her conversation with Rachel had been disconnected , so she tried to reach the brunnette again. After a little while, Rachel got on the phone

- What happened?

- I don t know. Suddenly my phone went dead , have to change it really.

- Oh, I thought mine was the one with the problem, it s not one of the best items in the market.

- Items in the market? Fabray you startingt to sound like me. So nerdy

Quinn could notice Rachel smiling over the phone and she had to smile as well.

- Nerdy is a good thing.

- You know what s not a good thing? Chocolate and vanila as ice creams picks.

- Oh come one! they are amazing!

- Not really !

- I bet there s tones of vegan delicious ice creams picks, right? – Quinn lifted her eyebrow

- Actually I m very pleased to have found out that in a little ice cream shop there s a wide variety of vegan choices of ice cream. Thank you.

- Riiiight, where is that ice cream shop exactly, it s vital for me to know, in order to avoid it completely - Quinn wanted to know in order to buy Rachel ice cream some of these days.

Quinn heard Rachel s laugh on the other side of the line and it meant the world to her, she loved the brunette s laugh, it made her fall for her even more, and it was even better , she was the one making her laugh.

- So, which doorbell should I ring? Cause there s two in here.

Quinn frowned

- I m sorry. What?

- At your door silly. There are two doorbells!

"Oh my god!"! . Quinn jumped right out of the bed, changed into a t-shirt and some jeans barely combed her hair and ran to the door barefooted. When she opened it, she found the petit brunette smiling

Quinn was shocked but spoke fast and excited

- I can t believe you are here!

- Well, I wasn t about to let you recover from your wounds all alone. What kind of heartless person would do that?

- You are unbelievable - Quinn s smile couldn't get any wider.

The girls stared at each other in content and comfortable silence for a moment.

- So, can I come in? I brought your questionable choices of ice cream, my own amazing vegan choices, aaand - Rachel lifted a bag up in order for Quinn to see - your clothes.

Quinn moved away and motioned Rachel to come inside.

- Thanks! , who has two doorbells at her front door anyway?

Quinn laughed happily while closing the door.