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Santana strolls towards the bar making sure not to turn her attention towards Quinn's table
"Martini" She begins before shes interrupted
"No vermouth and make sure it's extra cold, with 3 olives"
The bartender nods as the brunette turns
"Quinn" She breathes out as the girl smiles
"Oh so you do remember me"
The response stirs something inside the latina because how dare she act like nothing happened between them. Santana simply rolls her eyes "I couldn't forget you if I tried but you're the one who seems to have forgotten me."
Quinn exhales, standing next to the brunette "I've apologized countless times Santana, I even tried to call you, many times but you never answered"
"Yeah, Rachel told me you tried to sell her that same shit. It's a load of bullshit and you know it Fabray"
The blonde's eyebrows furrow "What the hell are you talking about Santana? I've called and texted you more times than I can count"
Santana shakes her head "No, you haven't. Are you delusional or did you finally level up and fully become Russell?"
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"
Santana steps up to Quinn "You know exactly what it means, are you mixing your bitches up because I'm telling you Quinn." Santana takes her pointer finger jabbing it into Quinn's chest "You" poke "Never" poke "Called" poke "Or" poke "Texted"
Quinn swats the girl's hand away before taking a step forward herself "You want to see my phone Santana?"
Before Santana can respond, Quinn is stomping towards the table, she mumbles something towards the confused girl standing there before waving her phone around "Look"
Santana watches as the blonde scrolls endlessly through her call list, only to see her name over and over again, at different times to some as early as three am and some as late as midnight
Suddenly remembering the number change, she whispers out "Oh shit…Q, I'm…"
"No" The blonde interrupts, only now getting louder "Don't Q me now when two seconds ago you were calling me Russel." Quinn huffs placing her phone into her pocket "I was scared Santana, we were moving way to fucking fast and I freaked out. Am I proud of what I did, absolutely not but you are right about one thing"
Santana furrows her eyebrows as Quinn continues
"I must certainly be Russell's daughter because when things get hard I run away but I've tried to apologize to you. Believe it or not I've been trying to work on that part of myself but you" She brings her pointer to the girls chest "You will NEVER change Santana Lopez. I tried everything I could think of to fix what I broke but what about you? You never came after me, you never tried to save us so don't!"
"Q…..I'm…"
"Save it" Quinn laughs bitterly before turning back "Rose, you ready?"
The girl nods, quickly gathering their coats and purses before both make their way towards the exit but Quinn should have known, she'd never be allowed to leave things like that especially in front of an audience.
Santana Lopez will always have the last word.
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"Okay who had 9:15 for Fabray to run away, again?"
She yells out, causing the entire gymnasium to gasp and both girls to stop. Quinn turns slowly as Rose wraps an arm around her friend
"I suggest you stop while you're ahead, Lopez"
Remembering their high school fights, all eyes seem to bounce between the two girls in anticipation….
Just waiting for one or both to completely unravel.
"What are you gonna do? Walk out on me, oh no wait" She laughs looking around "You've already done that"
Quinn inhales deeply because she knows this is what Santana wants, she loves to cause a scene. She also knows she should just be the bigger person, turn back around and just walk away.
Maybe it's being back in their old alma mater or maybe it's being surrounded by their entire high school friends? She doesn't quite know but old habits seem to die hard when she suddenly breaks free of her friends' grasp rushing back over to Santana.
"And what are you gonna do Santana? Run back to the sweet innocent blonde who played you, made you look like an idiot in front of everyone, time after time? Oh no! You've already done that too!" She bitterly laughs
"Don't forget some of us, would have actually treated you right but we had to sit back and watch it all time after time because" She points up and down at Santana "The great and mighty Santana Lopez only fights for her…..right?"
The cocky expression on Santana's face has now been completely wiped off as the crowd gasps and although that was a low blow on Quinn's part, Santana merely quirks her eyebrow. It's at that moment, Quinn realizes Santana's enjoying this, as twisted as it is, it's showing her they both still care. A few minutes pass before Quinn notices the infamous mask slowly sliding back into place.
"Why don't you just leave Quinn, you're good at that"
"I'll do that and while you're at it, why don't you just settle like you did in high school, we all know you're good at that" Quinn smirks, crossing her arms.
"That's enough" Rose notices the shift and immediately grabs Quinn, escorting her out of the gym while Santana stands there with her arms crossed.
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"What the hell was that Quinn?" Rose asks fastening her seatbelt
"UGH!" Quinn exclaims "I don't even know Rose, I never expected that to happen"
"So much for winning her back huh?" The brunette sadly smiles at her friend as they head back to Judy's
"Girls" The older blonde sweetly exclaims "You're back early, was it a complete bust?"
Quinn simply nods before heading up the stairs slamming her old bedroom door
"Quinn and Santana"
Judy holds up her hand "I get it, don't tell me, it's better if we stay out of it. Trust me"
She escorts Rose into the kitchen before making some tea
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