Quinn walks into her bedroom and quickly shuts the door. She lays down on her bed and covers her face with her hands and takes a deep breath. She turns onto her side, facing her nightstand. She stares at the picture of her and Mercedes from her Yale graduation.

FLASHBACK

Quinn and Mercedes are in Quinn's apartment. It is two months since Puck left her apartment and two months since they have spoken. Mercedes is the only person who knows any of this.

Mercedes zips up the back of Quinn's white dress.

"So is he coming?"

Quinn is looking in her mirror and putting her wedges on. She shrugs at Mercedes.

"Well, he knew it was today, but we haven't spoken so I really don't know."

Mercedes stands next to her in front of the mirror and applies her lip-gloss.

"I'm sure he's gonna come."

Quinn slides her black robe on and zips it up.

"We'll see."

Quinn is sitting amongst her senior class. Her palms are sweating and she is extremely fidgety. Quinn's name is called and she walks up the stage to receive her diploma. She shakes the dean's hand and looks out into the crowd where Mercedes and her mother are sitting and smiles.

She walks off stage and sighs. No Puck.

END OF FLASHBACK.

Quinn's thoughts are interrupted by her phone buzzing. She reaches across the bed and sees its screen flash the name "Noah". She rolls her eyes and slides to open the message.

Noah - That's not the way I wanted our conversation to go.

Quinn locks her phone and puts it face down next to her. She closes her eyes.

Buzz.

"UGH."

She grabs her phone and slides the message open.

Noah - Please talk to me.

Quinn begins typing.

Quinn - I don't want to talk to you. Please leave me alone.

Quinn feels a wave of emotion hit her and tears start rolling down her cheeks. Her phone buzzes again.

Noah - I'm coming over.

Quinn reads his message and abruptly sits up. She violently begins typing.

Quinn - What aren't you understanding? I don't want to talk to you and I definitely don't want to see you. You broke up with me and I've accepted that now can you please stop and leave me alone.

Quinn walks over to her dresser and changes out of her dress and into sweats and a hoodie. She puts her blonde, short hair into a ponytail and sits on her bed. She grabs a book from her nightstand and starts to read.

About an hour later Quinn hears the doorbell ring. At first she is confused, then angry when she realizes it has to be Puck.

She jumps out of bed and quickly runs down the stairs. She calls out to her mom,

"I got it!"

She opens the door and is met with Puck, his hands in his pockets and his face filled with sadness. Puck begins to walk inside when Quinn pushes him back and walks outside, quietly shutting the door.

"I cannot believe you."

Quinn shakes her head and crosses her arms. Puck walks down two steps and sits down, Quinn follows.

"What more do you possibly want me to say?"

Puck shakes his head and looks across the street.

"You were right. I shouldn't be making excuses for what I did to you. I hurt you, hell I hurt myself by what I did and I just want to apologize."

Quinn doesn't say anything, instead she plays with her hands.

"I'll apologize everyday if that will convince you of how sorry I am."

Quinn takes a deep breath.

"I know you're sorry, Puck. I know that you loved me, but it's going to take a while for me to forgive you. You broke my heart. You didn't respond to any of my letters, you missed my graduation, which you knew was so important to me, and you left me. You promised me you wouldn't, but you did."

Puck looks at his shoes and closes his eyes. He nods.

"I was there," Quinn looks at him confused. "and I was so proud of you." Quinn turns to face him. "I stood behind the bleachers until your name was called, and then I left, went to a bar."

"You were there? I don't believe you."

"I didn't want to ruin your day so I didn't come say hello. But I was there, Quinn. Nothing was going to stop me from being there."

Quinn shakes her head and stands up.

"You are such an asshole. I was devastated that you didn't come; you didn't want to ruin my day? Well, you did by being a coward."

Quinn walks to her door and puts her hand on the doorknob. She looks back at Puck.

"Is this my revenge for what happened sophomore year when I was pregnant? Because if it is, you've succeeded. Goodbye, Puck."

Quinn walks inside and slams the door shut behind her.