Santana attempted to open the vehicle for Quinn, but was rudely interrupted as Quinn just flung the door open. Santana threw her hands in the air in mocked surrender as she made her way to the driver's side… as she reached for her handle a gut wrenching BANG pulsed through her.
"Could you not take your aggression out on my car!" Santana shouted as she flung her door open. She slide into the driver's seat and glared at Quinn. The glare was returned as they stared at each other for a few seconds.
"Do you want me to get fired" Quinn growled dangerously as her nostrils flared.
"Well it depends… do you want to keep a job where practically whore yourself out?" Santana snapped as she started her car. Silence filled the car as the words sunk in too deep and stayed that way until the iron gates closed behind them. Santana regretted her harsh outburst but as she spared a glance at Quinn, she realized that right now was not the time to admit her jealous outbreak.
"It was one time before she even became one of my clients" Quinn mumbled, obviously cut by Santana's earlier comment. Dark emotions gripped Santana once more as her body involuntarily tensed. With Catherine? Seriously? Out of all the bitches in the world… She fucked an entitled little bitch…
"Oh… so it's your general pattern?" Santana blurted out once more… pushing further into the shit which she had now found herself in.
"You have no right to judge me!" Quinn finally shouted out in disbelieve. "You go around and sleep with nearly every woman you sign a contract with… You exactly the same as Catherine!"
Santana clenched the steering wheel tighter before she turned to face Quinn, unknowingly entering a glaring contest with the petite blonde.
"Don't think you know me Fabray" Santana snarled.
"No Santana… I do know you! I know that you hated me for everything I did. And I'm sorry okay? Do you wanna know why I kissed you? Because for a moment… I really believed that I wanted you back…. That I needed you back. But Catherine's right… you're nothing but a spoiled brat. Yes… I was a fucked up little girl that couldn't chose you over Sam… but did you EVER ask me too? Did you ever say "Quinn… I want to be with you. Leave him?"… No! you just thought I would miraculously come to that conclusion on my own!" Quinn finally took a breath before she banged her fist on the dashboard in frustration.
Santana clenched her teeth as she turned away to look infront of her, watching trees pass her at unsafe pace. She was going to fast… She knew it… but she had to release her tension somehow.
"You command me to drag you along with me to work, because you don't think I can "handle" your case… but then you embaress me in some sick twisted fit of jealousy-" Quinn continued
"She had no right to talk to you like her plaything!" Santana shouted once again before she closed her eyes for a split second trying to regain her composure. "I thought you atleast had an ounce of self-respect-"
"So what were you suppose to be? My retard in tin-foil?"
"For Fucksakes Quinn… I…" Santana suddenly fell silent… What was she doing? Quinn wasn't hers… they weren't even friends. This WHOLE outing was just to seduce her and break her again…
Silence enveloped them once more before she heard Quinn sigh deeply… what had she expected? Santana to say "Oh my Gawd Quinn! I love you"? What a joke… Quinn took a look at Santana and smiled sadly… Was there a point to all of this? Was Santana going out of her way to hurt her?
"When I kissed you…" Quinn mumbled softly. "It was an impulse… at that moment all I could think about was how I had hurt you… everything that I had done. I really hated you for leaving me… And I didn't… don't understand why you had to go… But I'm over it… I guess I'm over you."
Quinn's words drove a hot iron through Santana as it sunk into her flesh… Over me?
And for once Santana made an oath... She did not want to destroy or prove something to Quinn… She wanted to prove to Quinn that she was different… She was worth wanting…
Santana blink away a sudden rush of tears as silence filled the car once more. It almost suffocated both of them before Santana finally turned the stereo on…
I was only looking for a shortcut home
But it's complicated, so complicated
Somewhere in this city is a road I know
Where we could make it but maybe there's no making it now
Too long we've been denying, now we're both tired of trying
We hit a wall and we can't get over it
Nothing to relive, it's water under the bridge
You said it, I get it, I guess it is what it is
I was only trying to bury the pain
But I made you cry and I can't stop the crying
Was only trying to save me but I lost you again
Now there's only lying, wish I could say it's only me
Too long we've been denying, now we're both tired of trying
We hit a wall and we can't get over it
Nothing to relive, it's water under the bridge
You said it, I get it, I guess it is what it is
Here it comes, ready or not
We both found out it's not how we thought
That it would be
How it would be
If the time could turn us around
What was once lost may be found
For you and me
For you and me
Too long we've been denying, now we're both tired of trying
We hit a wall and we can't get over it
Nothing left to relive, it's water under the bridge
You said it, I get it, I guess it is what it is
I was only looking for a shortcut home
But it's complicated, so complicated
It is what it is….. Both took one last look at each other secretly before they turned their sights to reality once again.