A week before Santana met Quinn

"Finn. We're going to be late. Please hurry" Quinn cried out as she put earring in each of her lobes.

Could Finn get any slower? Wow…. He takes longer than a woman sometime. They were going to be so late… and Quinn's sister would never forgive her if she was late for her wedding. Quinn turned to check herself out in the mirror for a few moment…. This was what life was suppose to be right? Living happily with your boyfriend in a nice house? Going to family occasions? Acting like a big happy family… a normal functioning family? Right…. Then why did Quinn feel as though she was missing her life?

Quinn's eyes crossed to a torn-open envelope on her dresser and couldn't help but smile sadly. She should be happy being like her mother right? Being a trophy girlfriend to an upcoming marketing superstar… no future except the one that rested in Finn's hands. Quinn couldn't explain it… but since she received the letter from a recruiting university…. This life didn't satisfy her anymore. She wanted to go out into the world and make a life of her own. Explore the horizon…

"I can't find my other shoe" Finn finally stated in frustration.

But no… She was stuck here…. Living a lie.

"It's on the floor in the bathroom" Quinn breathed out as she quickly grabbed her bag and made her way to the car.

Some people were meant to live and others just to watch…. Sigh… This was a good as it gets. Why wish for more?

Quinn slipped into Finn's new Jaguar XKR before flipping a compact open, checking her lipstick. How long does it take for a man to find a shoe? Was this really the persons that she wanted to raise children with? He was practically a child himself.

Finally the driver's door flew open and Finn slid in, trying to fit his huge frame into the car. Perhaps he should've bought himself a SUV? Quinn couldn't help but chuckle at her own thought… but fell silent as she saw Finn watching her blankly.

"What?" He said in utter confusion

Quinn simply shook her head before smiling. "Let's just get going please"

"Okay… but I warn you. This is a beast" Finn said as he wrapped his fingers around the steering wheel.

Quinn simply shook her head…. A Beast for the business class. Finn was nothing more than a duller version of her father.

When they finally got to the wedding, Quinn took her seat. Due to family feuds her sister refused to ask Quinn to be a bridesmaid, let alone the maid of honour. And it struck a painful string in Quinn's heart. Her father had made Quinn and her sister so competitive that in the end… neither of them could stand each other.

"I need to go to the bathroom" Finn whispered during the vows, making Quinn cringe.

"It's going to be done in a second" Quinn hissed softly.

"I don't think I can hold it for that long" Finn cried softly making Quinn take a deep, aggravated breath.

"Then just go Finn" Quinn breathed out

Needless to say… that wasn't the worst scene made that day. Quinn had to constantly run after Finn… Playing his girlfriend, mother and maid…. Quinn was finding it harder and harder to smile as every minute passed until finally… her sister decided to grace Quinn with her presence.

"Quinnie. You look beautiful" Her sister cried before hugging Quinn in a superficial embrace.

"Frannie" Quinn mimicked…

Shoot me now.

"I'm so glad you brought Finn. I was starting to think he was a figment of your imagination"

Quinn could hear the cutting, judgemental tone in her sister voice… and it grated against Quinn sorely…

"I couldn't keep him away. He loves funerals… Oops… I mean weddings" Quinn answered in a sickly sweet tone, hoping that it knocked her sister down a few notches.

Frannie simply laughed using a great mask to hide her true emotions. Every Fabray woman owned such a mask… reserved for public attire to ensure no one would guess you're human.

"It makes one think… When are you two going to have a funeral" Frannie suddenly acted blankly, making Finn shift uncomfortably.

Quinn placed her hand on his arm, keeping him steady as she looked at her sister.

"I think you mean wedding"

Frannie just smiled before looking at Finn…

"Of course not… Who would want to marry you Quinn?... I'm just waiting for Finn to realize it and kill you" Frannie hissed through her teeth, making Quinn's blood boil. "Nevertheless… thank you for coming to my wedding. I can't wait to see what you got me"

"Unfortunately they were out of arsenic, so the personalized Mr&Mrs cushions will have to do." Quinn dead-panned before smiling triumphantly.

Frannie smiled back coldly before taking a sip of her champagne, leaving an awkward silence to envelope them. Thank goodness they were going home soon or Quinn would have to fake a heart attack.

On the way home, Quinn couldn't help but see Finn eyeing her suspiciously. What on earth was up with him tonight? He had been acting weird all week and now this? A silent ride home with Finn weirdly staring at her?

"What's wrong Finn" Quinn finally asked

Finn quickly turned his eyes forward trying to hide the fact that he was looking at Quinn.

"Nothing… Why?" He mumbled as his grip grew tighter on the steering wheel.

"I can see something is bothering you. Out with it" Quinn demanded, looking at Finn challengingly.

Finn paused before looking around, he turned to pull the car off the road and released his seatbelt. Quinn watched in concern as he quickly got out of the car and made his way to her door.

OMG FRANNIE WAS RIGHT…. Finn was going to kill her. Right here and now…. Where was her pepper spray? Oh no… Quinn had brought the clutch… where do you shove pepper spray in that? Today she dies… all because of fashion…

Finn suddenly opened Quinn's door, dropping to his one knee…

Oh no… it was worse than death…

Finn produced a small black box from nowhere, presenting it to Quinn as a token….

"Marry me…" He mumbled, refusing to look up at Quinn.

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"QUINN!" Finn yelled as Quinn flew through their front door, practically running to their room… tripping every so often.

"No Finn. I can't…." Quinn cried out as she ripped her huge black suitcase out from under their bed.

Silence fell across the room as Quinn turned to face his, running her hand through her hair….

"Marriage Finn. You want to get married? Are you crazy…. I know I said be spontaneous… but this?" Quinn cried out before walking to her wardrobe, grabbing an armful of clothes tossing it in the bag.

Finn rushed to Quinn's side trying to stop her, but it was useless… he had freaked her out and he knew it.

"Quinn It's not a matter of life or death-" Finn started

"Are you being serious right now? Of course it is… Marriage is an eternal commitment… From life to death…. How is that not a life or death matter?" Quinn cried out before throwing a bunch of shoes over her clothes and zipping the bag shut.

"So is that a no?" Finn asked dimly… making Quinn think for a moment…

Finn was offering everything to her. A house, a home, security… stability… but Quinn needed more… she needed love….

She didn't love him….

But in this Day and Age? Is love what you need…

Quinn took a deep breath before looking at Finn…

"I'm going to go right now…. "

"Quinn…" Finn tried to interrupt but was silenced as Quinn looked at him pleadingly…

"Just give me some time to think okay?" Quinn whispered before she cupped Finn's cheek.

Finally a hooting cab broke their thoughts and Quinn smiled….

And with that she turned to leave knowing that she would never come back but refusing to admit that she was to cowardly to face up to the choice she had to make.

Was a life with loveless secure relationship better than a loving and reckless one?