Hey guys. Short chapter again. Enjoy.
I do not own Glee or anything related to it.
"Fresh air and to not be here with you 3." Rachel said as she got up and stormed out.
"Rachel, wait!" Quinn tried to get up to follow Rachel.
"Quinn, sit." LeRoy commanded as the 2 men followed Rachel to the door, yelling after her. Quinn could hear commotion from the front of the house and moments later the men returned without the brunette.
"She left." Hiram said and Quinn tried to get up again to go after her girlfriend.
"Quinn you need to sit down." LeRoy said again. "This stress is not good for the baby."
"I need to find her though. I need to know where she is. She is so upset. I need to go." Quinn stood up again and started walking to the front door.
"Exactly where do you think you are going? You don't have a car." Hiram said. Quinn knew he was right. Her dad had taken her car away from her.
"I'll take yours." Quinn snapped and grabbed the keys off the key holder.
"Quinn, let one of us go with you then." Hiram said.
"No, I need to find her myself. I need to talk to her alone. I love her too much to let her hurt. Please let me go." Quinn looked the men directly in their eyes. They hesitated. "Look, I will be driving so I will be sitting down. I will be fine. Please, please let me go find her."
"Ok, you can go, but call us every 20 minutes and call us the second you find her." Hiram said and Quinn pulled out the iPhone they had bought her just to show that she had it with her.
"Got it. Every 20 minutes. I promise. Thank you." Quinn smiled at the men before walking out the door and climbing into LeRoy's Honda Civic. Quinn immediately picked up her phone and called Rachel. Straight to voicemail. She called Santana after. No answer. She called Brittany next.
"Hello?" Brittany answered after the third ring.
"Hey, Britt. Have you seen Rachel? Has she called you?" Quinn asked quickly.
"No, sorry Q, I haven't heard from her." Brittany answered.
"What about Santana? Is she with you?" Quinn asked.
"No, she is spending the day with her mom. They are supposed to be shopping all day. She is coming over after they are done for sexy times." Brittany said sounding way too cheerful for the mood Quinn was in.
"Ok, thanks B. If you hear from her, please let me know. Bye." Quinn hung up before Brittany even responded.
Quinn called Mercedes next, then Tina followed by Kurt. None of them had heard from her. Quinn decided to drive to the park and see if her girlfriend was there. Rachel had always loved going to the park. Quinn drove up and parked the car in the parking lot. She didn't see Rachel's car but she figured she would walk around and check anyway. She walked around the playground, down to the pond and she even checked the bathrooms. No Rachel.
Quinn called her girlfriend for what felt like the millionth time and the phone went to voicemail again. Quinn wasn't sure if Rachel's phone was off or if she was just ignoring the blonde. Quinn called Santana again, hoping the girl would take a few minutes away from her mom to talk to her. No answer.
"Hey, S, it's me. Look, Rachel has run away and I can't find her. I'm really worried. If you hear from her, please please please have her call me or at least let me know where she is. Thanks, Santana." Quinn finished leaving the voicemail and sat in the park's parking lot for a few moments, resting her head on the steering wheel. Quinn could feel the tears forming in her eyes. She just wanted to hold her girlfriend. That's all she wanted and she couldn't even find her.
"Rachel, please, where are you?" Quinn cried out loud. She knew Rachel couldn't hear her but she needed to say it. She called the rest of the Glee club and none of them had heard from her. Quinn also checked in with Rachel's dads who hadn't heard from the diva yet either. Quinn started driving again, looking for Rachel's car everywhere. She went to the dance studio, music store, community theatre, the school, and even the baby store. Nothing. Quinn's phone rang as she was driving back to their house.
"Santana, is she with you? Have you heard from her?" Quinn answered without saying hello.
"Sorry, Q, haven't heard from her. You know she will come home eventually. Just let her be for now. What happened?" Santana answered.
"I don't even know. Her dads were asking her about the cutting and she flipped out and left and now we can't find her. I have looked all over town. I've talked to every member of the Glee club. No one has heard from her or seen her. I don't know what to do." Quinn's voice broke and she started sobbing.
"Quinn, listen to me. I need you to go home and lay down. My niece can't handle this stress. If I hear from her I will let you know and then we can go from there, ok?" Santana asked.
"S, I can't just stop looking for her." Quinn argued.
"Quinn, go. Now." Santana commanded. Quinn knew not to argue with the Latina.
"Ok, S. Please call me if you hear from her." Quinn said as she turned the car around to head back to the house.
"I will. Calm down, ok? She is ok." Santana said. "I will talk to you later."
"Bye, S." Quinn drove back to the house in silence. She couldn't deal with the radio or singing right now. She needed to think. She needed to figure out why her girlfriend freaked out so much. Quinn had thought that Rachel knew she could always talk to her. They had seemed to be ok about the cutting stuff. Quinn had always tried to not judge her girlfriend. She had always tried to be someone Rachel could talk to. Quinn now knew that her girlfriend didn't trust her as much as she had let on. That hurt. Quinn tried to calm herself down as she pulled into the driveway. The tears were still falling when she walked through the front door though.
"Quinn? Are you ok?" Hiram asked as she rushed to pull her into a hug.
"I couldn't find her. I don't know where she is. What if she is hurt?" Quinn bawled into the tall man's shirt.
"She just needs time to cool off. I'm sure she is fine." LeRoy said but Quinn could tell he didn't mean it or believe it himself.
"I'm going to go take a shower and a nap. Come get me if you hear from her." Quinn pulled away from Sam and walked up the stairs and into her room. Their room. The room that smelled like Rachel. Quinn broke down again. She knew it was mostly her hormones. She knew that Rachel was ok, wherever she was, but Quinn wanted her girlfriend.
Quinn walked into the bathroom and stripped off her clothes before carefully stepping into the shower. She stood there just letting the water fall off her body as she cried. She finally let everything from the past few weeks out. After what must've been an eternity, Quinn quickly washed her hair and body and got out of the shower. The blonde dried off and put on a pair of Rachel's shorts and one of her girlfriend's tank tops before climbing into Rachel's side of the bed. She was trying to completely surround herself with the scent of her girlfriend. She wanted to feel safe. Quinn buried her head into the pillow and tried to fall asleep. After about 15 minutes she was able to, Rachel filling her mind.
Quinn woke up a little while later, the sound of Katy Perry filling her ears. She had a next text message.
"Sorry I lied to you earlier. Rachel is here. –S."
"Damn it." Quinn yelled before getting out of bed, throwing on a pair of flip flops and storming down the stairs.
"Quinn? Are you ok? Did you hear from Rachel?" Hiram asked getting up of the couch.
"She is at Santana's. I'll be back." Quinn grabbed the keys again and stormed out of the house. She broke at least 10 different laws on the drive over there but she didn't care. She needed her girlfriend. Needed to see her and make sure she was ok. She pulled up to the house in less than 5 minutes. Quinn stormed up to the front door and banged on it. Quinn noticed that the only car in the driveway was Rachel's meaning that Santana's parents weren't home. Rachel answered the door.
"Quinn!" Rachel squealed and she through her arms around Quinn before pulling away. "I missed you so much. Where have you been?"
Quinn could smell the alcohol on the diva's breath and she turned towards Santana.
"You got her drunk? Are you serious?" Quinn yelled at Santana.
The Latina just sat on the couch smirking.
"Santana!" Quinn yelled again.
"Sorry, Q. She wanted to drink." Santana laughed.
"Unbelievable." Quinn said as she looked over at her girlfriend again who was busy trying to pour herself another drink. Quinn was not looking forward to dealing with this.