When spring break rolled around, about three weeks after Quinn broke up with me, I think I could count the number of times we spoke, not related to classes we were in together, on just one hand. Anytime I would try to strike up a conversation with her, she'd suddenly be "on the phone". With Judy, Santana, Rachel and sometimes Puck. But mostly her mom or Santana. I let her be despite knowing she was actually just listening to the automated voice tell her there were no new messages. Every time. Not to mention I knew she used that trick to get out of interacting with people who's attention she didn't want. At the risk of sounding like a little girl, I felt like someone kicked my puppy and stole my favorite baseball card being someone she didn't wanna interact with. What made things even weirder was when I realized that Jack was spending less and less time in our dorm room. And Grant would never tell me where he was or mention anyone he was hanging out with by name. I figured it out pretty quick though when Jack did come back to our dorm one night, about a week after the break up, with a familiar scent hanging on him.

"Where'd you just come from?" I asked Jack about calmly as I could.

Jack didn't even flinch as he said, "Quinn and I went out for dinner and a movie."

"You're kidding right? You think you can swoop in after a week and make a play for my girl?"

"Since you aren't together anymore, she's not 'your' girl Sebastian."

"Why do you smell like her?"

I could feel my blood boil as I waited for Jack to answer me. I fully expected some smartass tongue in cheek comment. Not at all the answer I got.

"Oh did I forget to mention tonight's appetizer was sex? I had her moaning so loud I could hear dogs howling. If I knew what kinda freak that girl is in between the sheets, I'd have taken her to bed way before tonight."

I said nothing as I pounded Jack's face until blood poured out of his nose. He said something to me but I was consumed with rage that I didn't hear him. I'm pretty sure the only reason I didn't continue beating the hell out of Jack was because Grant walked in and pulled me off him.

"What is wrong with you?" Grant demanded as he bored his green eyes into mine.

"This little shit fucked Quinn! My Quinn!" I barked, "And clearly he expects me to just not care."

"Oh please. Jack wouldn't know what to do with Quinn if she stood in front of him naked and told him exactly what she wanted from him. And she's not 'your' Quinn anymore."

"Honestly, Sebastian, you should know me better. Hell, you should know Quinn better than that. Yes, I was out with Quinn. No, I didn't touch her. Not like that. She put her head on my chest during the movie. She'd had a long day and even though I insisted we didn't have to go see a movie, she insisted that she wanted to," Jack supplied as he pinched his nose to slow down the bleeding.

"You need to calm the fuck down man. Just because you're not together right now doesn't mean Quinn won't come back around. Jack and I both saw how she looked at you. And honestly, we saw how you look at her. You two have a connection that no one could ever hope to recreate. Take a shower and go to bed," Grant added as he flopped onto his desk chair and logged onto Facebook or Twitter or...oh how the fuck should I know what site he logged onto. I wasn't paying attention to Grant anymore.

"Whatever, it doesn't matter. She obviously wants nothing to do with me now," I muttered as I slammed the bathroom door shut to take a shower.

Anyway, back to now. I've been wandering around the quad trying to gather up the balls to go to Quinn's room and make her talk to me. Which will only work if Jenna and Alex are both gone. Cause every day for the last four I've tried, one or both of them have stopped me from even walking through their door.

When I was finally "ready" to go to their dorm, I turned and started walking briskly toward the building. Only to be stopped in my tracks by the sight of Quinn and Jack kissing at the door. And I don't just mean a tiny little peck on the mouth like they were a couple of chickens. I mean, full blown, tongues battling, you might as well be eating each other's faces, kissing. This pissed me off so much I reached up and snapped a tiny branch from the tree I had been standing under and threw it across the quad without even looking to see who might be in its path. I didn't even flinch or anything when I heard someone yell, "hey asshole that almost got my eye!" or something like it. As you've noticed, I don't hear things when I'm pissed off.

"FUCK!" I yelled as I grabbed another small piece of branch and chucked it right down in front of me.

People were staring at me but I really didn't care. Quinn and my roommate were engaged in a disgusting display of affection toward one another and there was nothing I could do to stop them. I stood still for a moment, not really watching them, but sort of. I needed to know when they weren't attached at the mouth so I could talk to Quinn. She was supposed to be picking Rachel up at the train station and the two of them were going back to Lima for spring break. I'd have gone too except that the lacrosse team has a couple away games this week. None of them being in Ohio.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Jack pecked Quinn on the lip and gave her a tight hug before jogging off. He either didn't see me or didn't want me to know that he saw me as he ran right by me without so much as a nod of the head.

"Quinn!" I called out to her.

She turned around and seemed genuinely surprised to see me.

"Um, hi, Sebastian. When did you get back?" she answered a little bit nervous sounding.

"Yesterday," I told her, "Listen, I need to talk to you. Can we get coffee and walk for a minute?"

Quinn thought about it for a minute before she smiled sadly and shook her head.

"Why not?"

"I have to get the rest of my stuff in my car. Rachel's train will be in soon. I'm sorry."

"Please, just for a minute. We don't have to get coffee or walk. I just, I need to talk to you before you leave."

"Sebastian, I really need to get going. We can talk after break."

"No. I'm not waiting another week."

I noticed Quinn cocked an eyebrow at my sudden change in demeanor. I couldn't let her leave for a week without apologizing.

"I really don't have time for this, Sebastian. I'm sorry."

"Quinn, I can't let you leave without telling you how sorry I am. For being a pig and accusing you of being needy and over emotional. I know that's not you. And I'm sorry I said it was. Please, let me make it up to you."

"You can't expect me to forgive you that easily."

"Why the hell not?"

"You took more than three weeks to apologize. And you can't use lacrosse as an excuse either. You weren't gone that whole time. Now, excuse me, Rachel's probably waiting at the station for me."

Quinn turned without so much as a flick of the wrist and slammed the door in my face. I stood there, stunned silent, as I tried to absorb what she had just said. Was it my fault she had been spending so much time with Jack now? Would she ever love me again or had she already moved on.

Just inside the door, Quinn slid down and sat with her back against it as she dropped her face into her hands. She had wanted to say she forgave me but something in her screamed not to. A good five minutes went by before Quinn stood up to let a couple of girls out of the building. They looked at her sympathetically but she waved them away. It was gonna be hard enough trying to play it cool with Rachel but she didn't need girls she hardly knows asking her what the problem was.

Quinn stood up and trudged her way to her room. Jenna and Alex were both sprawled out on their beds. Books, notebooks and their computers strewn in front of them. Neither of them looked up when Quinn opened the door but they did jump when she closed it.

"Damn, Quinn! You scared the shit outta me," Jenna yelped as she threw her hand over her heart.

"Sorry," Quinn muttered as she grabbed a couple more things and tossed them in her open suitcase.

"Hey, are you okay?" Alex asked when she looked up from her studying to see the sad expression on Quinn's face.

She knew she couldn't speak without crying so Quinn just shook her head no. Alex stood up from her bed and wrapped her arms around Quinn's stiff shoulders.

"What's going on baby girl?" Jenna asked as she closed her book and sat up.

Alex felt Quinn's shoulders loosen up just before her whole body shook with sobs. She held on tighter while Quinn cried for a minute. Jenna watched and waited, heartbroken, for Quinn to gather herself enough to answer her.

"Sebastian just apologized and wants me to forgive him. He knows he was wrong but I just...I couldn't do it," Quinn explained brokenly as her sobs slowed down.

"You wanted to though? Didn't you?" Alex asked.

Quinn barely nodded.

"Talk to him when you get back," Jenna suggested.

"Oh shit! I have to go get Rachel. I'll see you guys on Wednesday," Quinn said suddenly as she heard Rachel's ringtone blare from her phone.

The three girls hugged and then Quinn took off as Rachel's ringtone started up again.

"Hi Rachel. Yes, I'll be there soon. I'm sorry," Quinn said as she answered the phone.

"Okay, take your time. I'll be here when you get here," Rachel responded.

Quinn ended the call and then sped off toward the train station. She was really looking forward to seeing Rachel again and getting home to see Beth.