A/N: It has been long, way to long and I apologise but life and other circumstances but I have decided to come back to finish this story thanks to you all, we will see how far we get. Originally I planned to have 3 parts for this story but we will see, anyways if you're still here, welcome to second half of Part 1 of this story where relationships/friendships will be tasted, secrets will be revealed, good/bad intentions, new friendships/relationships forming and DRAMA!
CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX — Now What?
Santana watched calmly as her best friend since she could remember paced up and down her living room, his words still lingering in the air yet she refused to speak, she watched as Quintin reverted back to his old nervous habits from their teen years that Santana almost had to chuckle not because she was enjoying watching this train wreck but because she knew said train wreck was coming.
"Can you please say something?" Quintin finally came to a stop with his pacing and faced his childhood friend, Santana was being way to quiet knowing the person she was.
"Did you just hear what I said?"
"No, I don't think I quite did hear you hence why I'm pretty much am enjoying watching you pace up and down leaving a scotch mark against my beautiful expensive carpet, carry on" the sarcastic tone was not lost in her words -: she leans back against the couch, her smirk getting bigger by the second.
"I'm in love with Rachel, did you not hear me?"
"No!" Gasps the Latina with a fake surprised face to the annoyance of Quinn.
"What do you want me to tell you Q? That I'm surprised? That I didn't- you didn't see it coming?" She raises her brow as if dating Quinn to disappear "come the fuck on! The moment that hobbit made her presence known again you were already mushy in her hands" Santana was almost annoyed at Quinn, it's not like the guy was illiterate, Quinn was one the smartest from their group since Santana could remember, yes he tends to be all love sick around Rachel but not dumb.
"I—" he stops in his track as Santana gets up and goes toward her wet bar and grabbed a bottle of one the most expensive liquor that she has with two glasses. Quinn looked at her with a questioning look.
"What? It's five o'clock somewhere" she shrugs before pouring the two glasses and handling Quinn one then moving back to her previous sit, taking a sip.
"Well?" Asks Quinn placing the untouched drink back on the table on top of the coster
"
"Well what?" She shrugs sitting back down.
"You want me to tell you what an idiotic fool you are for the fact that you seem to turn into an even bigger idiot than Finn was back in high school around Rachel?"
"Actually that's a bit offensive because let's face it even Finn realised this—" she paused to reel herself in "situation of yours before you did which says a lot!" She groans to herself nursing the sudden forming headache, this is what she was afraid of, she saw this coming, it is taking everything in her to not go off on Quinn because she wants to be a good friend, listen and be there for him but my god!
"I mean that much is clear, you have always had this weird ass obsession with the midget"
"It's not an obsession—" okay it wasn't an obsession it still! Santana knew all too well about this faberry train, right now Quinn is all high in the clouds but what happens when Rachel finds everything
"I'm not finished" she quickly cut him off, placing her drink down on the glass coffee table before leaning forward her elbow against her knees "how long did it take you back in high school to realise that you actually wanted Berry's berries?"
Sighing irritatedly Quinn fixed Santana with a glare which went unaffected to the Latina who just sat unfazed by it.
"I feel like the biggest asshole on the planet! How did I not see this sooner? I'm starting to wonder if this whole thing was the reason why I was so persistent on Rachel accepting Jen, accepting our relationship because in a way I wanted to believe that I truly had moved on from her but I never did. My feelings for Rachel was just buried deep with regrets, anger but with her being back and us living together just resurfaced it all and things just became so overwhelming I wanted her approval but all I was doing is running around in circle going along with what my mind wanted and not what my heart wanted in result I managed to draw Jen in deeper, I pulled her so deep I don't even know what type of a person I would be breaking up with her but I can't just continue on stringing her along with this realisation." Rants Quinn and all Santana can do is simply watch, letting him get everything he had out of his system before she could voice her two cents.
"I care about Jen, I do but I'm not in love with her, maybe if circumstances were different and I wasn't still in love with the mother of my child then maybe, she's a great girl she loves my kid and that is one of the reasons why I love her but I'm not in love with her but I can't help the fact that I'm gonna hurt her because we can't keep seeing each other but I can't stay with her because I'm afraid of hurting her. Its not fair to me, it's definitely not fair to her!"
"Are you done?" Santana questions which seemed like Quinn didn't hear or just decided to ignore her as he continues speaking to himself.
"I—" he pauses looking at Santana "I have to break-up with her"
Santana barks a laugh "un-fucking-believable!" She shakes her head letting out a humourless laugh to Quinn's confusion. "Do you hear yourself? When did you become this piece of shit guy who is so inconsiderate of others?" She spats looking way past being annoyed.
"That's pretty harsh" pouts Quinn with a slightly hurt look.
"Harsh? You wanted harsh that's why you came to me right? Otherwise you would have gone to Puckerman who would probably most definitely agree to whatever you're planning to do to that poor girl"
"You sound like I'm murdering her Santana, aren't you the one always telling me how I should be true to myself?"
"Yes I was ! But not hours after you claimed you love the girl to her then proceeds to fuck her until the sun goes down!"
"What is wrong with you? You really want to throw away a relationship with a girl that loves you and adores your child so you can get back together with the one person that hurt you more than one could imagine?"
"I'm not breaking up with Jen so I can get back together with Rachel, there's no Rachel and I anyways, she's seeing someone"
"And besides I'm doing this for Jen, I have to live my truth and—"
"Shut up Quintin, just shut up! You have to live your truth!? You strung that girl along, you invited her into your home, into your family's life into your child's life! Now you have to live your truth? Don't sit there and pretend like you have no idea what you were feeling for the hobbit, you're a 5.0 GPA student, don't stand there and act like you didn't have an inkling to what was happening while you and Rachel were busy playing house! How many times did Jen call you out on your treatment with Rachel? How many times did you had to reassure her there was nothing? You could have let Jen go a long time ago but instead you carried on screwing her for your own pleasure until what? You don't think she's worth it anymore?" Santana couldn't believe this, she couldn't believe everything Quinn was about to throw away and for what?
"What? No, I—"
"No I am talking Fabray! I will not stand here and encourage you to screw up your life by throwing away this sweet girl to get back together with Rachel, you walked out on you! She was willing to walk out for her selfish reasons! You left and didn't look back! Had you have died would she have cared?" Santana hasn't felt such anger in a while but watching and listening to Quinn was just pushing every single buttons.
"You're such a hypocrite" Quinn suddenly spoke after a moment of silence.
"Excuse me?" Santana chuckles almost comically wanting to know just how the fuck she's a hypocrite here. Her eyes almost twitching by the anger that was suddenly vibrating through her body.
"You stand there judging me about all of this as if it's Jen's feelings you're taking into consideration"
"What the fuck are you talking about you fake bleached blonde Ken" she spoke calmly yet dangerously, waiting on Quinn's every word.
"Yeah real mature San, let's not bring up the fact that you're projecting your own feelings about Rachel onto the situation! Let's not talki about the fact Rachel leaving didn't hurt you and now that she's back you two are once again on mutual ground you are worrying if she ups and leaves again then it's back to square one again, you're an hypocrite!"
"You asshole! You think I care about that hobbit? I am Santana fucking Lopez! Little 4"11 midgets have no such power over me, you're confusing me with your dumbass!" Santana didn't know when the back and forth yelling started but Quinn was making her see red with his bullshits.
"Oh the classic Santana insults when someone calls her out on her bullshits!"
"You know what idiot, you want to fuck your life up again? Go right ahead, go break up with Jen. Get back together with Rachel but do not come to me ever again when she breaks your heart again!"
Quinn was just about to restore back with another screaming match when Brittany bust into the room.
"Whoa, whoa what is happening here?" She looked between the two friends who seemed to be staring each other down. Brittany has come to know the two for a long time and never has she seen them scream at each other like this, it was usually playful but this? This was anything but playful.
"Quinn was just leaving" spoke Santana with an odd even voice that seemed to chill Brittany to the bones.
Quinn held his stare with Santana's cold one for a while before glancing soft eyes back at Brittany "Sorry Britts, didn't mean to disturb you." then he was gone.
"Quinn—" Brittany starts but he was already gone followed by the sound of the front door closing loudly. Turning to her wife with unbelievable expression yet Santana seemed unbothered
"Do you want to tell what I just walked in on?"
"No." the Latina cuts in as she gets up from her place
Brittany stood there gawking at her "Santana Lopez"
"Not now Britts, I'm going out for a walk" and moves in past Brittany who was left standing there wondering what just happened.
"Maybe I should have just told him who you are, I mean, we didn't even do anything, how could we anyways you are not my type" rambles Rachel as Brody simply watches on with a amusing smile against his lips.
"Sexy and charming isn't your type? Wow I'm hurt St. James" he smiles his dopey smile at her.
Rachel still can't believe he was standing in front of her closed apartment door waiting for her when she got back from that dangerous night! Just when she thought Quinn was feeling what she felt for him he turns a whole 360 degrees on her! The night which was going so well turned miserable seeing Quinn walk away with Jen like that then she comes home, she finds the last person she thought she would see ever again, she would have been shocked to how he knew where she lived then again, Brody— well his parents were pretty rich so hiring someone to track her down wouldn't have been hard, Rachel probably thought he was looking for the one person Rachel could care less's whereabouts but no, Brody had simply crashed and said they will talk in the morning, morning came Brody being Brody went through her things and made himself welcome in her home which if Rachel thinks about it she understands why Quinn might have thought something happened especially since Rachel barely told him who Brody was!
"Please do not call me that" she throws him a glare but Brody knew she meant well and besides he really can't blame Rachel for not wanting to be associated with that name. "Also why did you have to be like that? Is it a family trait?"
"And why are you in Lima?" She asks remembering Brody promising to explain in the morning. "Jesse isn't here" she adds knowing he probably was looking for him, they may not be close but Brody's mother still adores Jesse so if he disappeared on Rachel he probably did the same to her.
Brody chuckles because Rachel was just throwing everything at him, it's not his fault Rachel told the guy they met last night while introducing them, who wouldn't think bad thoughts?
"Okay one, I am not looking for him, two…" he trails off before pulling her by the wrist to sit down so she wasn't pacing anymore (it was beginning to give him a headache)
"Like it or not, I always thought you were way too good for my cousin so when he suddenly showed up back in New York claiming you dumped him, I was happy, finally you saw sense" he nudges her good naturally as Rachel glares at him. 'So that's where he went off to' thought Rachel.
One of the upside of dating Jesse was his cousin Brody, he had immediately taken Rachel under his wing when they first met, always making sure his cousin wasn't overstepping his boundaries when he can, Jesse hated their relationship as much as he despised Brody. If he wasn't accusing Brody of wanting to sleep with Rachel (even though the guy was 100% gay, has always been since he came out at the age of 15) then he was accusing him of giving Rachel men, the two cousins never saw eye to eye but Brody's mother adored the guy, probably more so than his own father (Brody's uncle).
"Then my mother, Jesse being her only nephew, decided to take his ass in cause his own parents can't stand him after all the crap he has pulled in the past" explained Brody which was understandable, anyone who has met Jesse knew what a spoiled, irritating disrespectful person he was, it was truly just Brody's mother who cared enough for him.
"I mean it was fine by me since I have my own condo and he was staying at our pool house, until last week" he chances a glance at Rachel knowing the hard news was coming.
"What happened last week?" Questioned Rachel as she regards Brody who suddenly seemed more interested on the mug in front of him.
"He disappeared" he finally said to Rachel's confusion, just as she was about to ask now would he know Jesse disappeared if they don't see each other, he continued "whenever I would go visit my parents I would always hear or catch him on the phone to someone making arrangements, you know my mother always wants the two of us to get along and when I'll try ask, Jesse being Jesse tells me to mind my business which is fine by me because I don't give two shits because it's Jesse! Until last night"
Rachel listened and watched with unblinking eyes as Brody twists his body around so now he was facing Rachel fully, one of his leg onto the couch "so after just up and living and his dad had to physically stop my mom from hiring PIs mom asked me to come around and clean up the pool house because she didn't want any of the helpers touching his stuff, I was almost done when I found this…" Brody pulls out a piece of paper from his pocket.
Rachel takes the flyer and regards it "A hotel leaflet? So? Why should I care if Jesse is staying in a hotel?"
"Look at the name Rach" and with that the brunette glances properly at the piece of paper and suddenly she felt her blood turn cold, her big wide eyes stared back at Brody at the realisation.
"He's back in town, Jesse is back in Lima"
TBC….
Also you guys are not ready for the drama, rereading this chapter just made me realise how excited I was for half of this Part 1 of the story😭😭
