Her body ached all over she rolled over onto her back. As she opened her eyes she realized she was in bed. She could feel the cool sheets against her arms and legs. Hey eyes gently flew open looking at the clock that showed it was late in the evening. She couldn't hear in sounds coming from the house, achingly getting of the bed she headed to the living room. The television was turned on low; she could make out what was playing from the reflection of the painting behind their couch. The video of their wedding day played. As she walked more into the room cautiously she could see her wife laying there on the couch, asleep. Her first urge was to cover her with a blanket that urge quickly went away. She grabbed a coat soundlessly and went into the kitchen to grab the thrown bags. The kitchen was wrecked with dishes and every other appliance on the floor or carelessly thrown somewhere. She wanted to cry so much because of the fact this was what her marriage had become. She grabbed her things about to head out the door.
"So I guess you're really going." a gruff sleepy voice came from behind her.
She closed her eyes willing herself the strength to just leave and not come back.
"Yes, I Am." she turned around looking at her wife's face scrunched up in misery, sorrow and regret.
"Is there anyway?" Rachel shook her head. "Can we talk about this at least?"
"There's nothing to talk about. It's over because you made it this way." she hastily grabbed her things and walked out before Santana could reply. She felt relieved a few months later when the divorce papers were finalized she'd have to pick up and start over. Quinn had been there for her since day one taking her to her therapy appointments and anything else she'd needed. Rachel had decided to take a break after the divorce going away for six months with Quinn. The friendship between the two had bloomed into something more but not quite the same love as Rachel had felt for Santana. She didn't let it get serious though deciding to remain friends and not use Quinn as her rebound.
Two years later...
The alarm clock was beeping loudly awakening the brunette from her nightmare, sweat pouring down her face and back. She was panting heavily as if she'd run a marathon race, eyes closing momentarily as a small hand touched her shoulder.
"Rachel it was just a dream." A soft honey filled voice floated to her ears causing her heart rate to slow. She took a much need heavy gulp of air before settling back down to relax,
"I could make you some breakfast in bed?" her bed mate announced happily hoping to take her mind off of things. Rachel gave her a week smile eyes closing to fully relax again.
"That would be welcomed except I'm not very hungry." Quinn frowned.
"If you let it go... let her go and move on your nightmares will lessen that's what your therapist has been saying for a year now." She wanted to be there for the tiny brunette… she could admit though her actions weren't completely pure she wanted Rachel for her own.
Rachel sighed clearly annoyed. "I am trying!" she snapped burying her head into the pillow trying to disappear.
Quinn shook her head getting out of bed to start her own day. She shook her head in disbelief that Rachel didn't even seem to know what day it was. She should be happy today was her day but she knew the diva had long disappeared and only a hollow shell of what she was lay there. Quinn cursed her ex best friend for doing this to the girl that should have been hers first. She could remember the day she first found out about Santana's crush on the girl she herself had been pinning for years over.
Santana was smiling an actual genuine thousand watt smile and Quinn was scared. Her friend had pulled her aside after Cheerio practice excited and just not acting her usual bitchy self.
"I'm in love." She announced with raw conviction and emotion. Quinn was baffled at the declaration.
"With Brittany everyone knows." Santana shook her head.
"No. With Rachel." Quinn's eyes widened watching her friend for any sign of deceit. Then the anger set in the fact Santana knew that Quinn had been in love with the little singer since their school yard days didn't seem to register or even be of value now. Quinn saw red for a moment than shook her head.
"You don't mean Berry do you?" she was hoping that this had to be another girl not her Rachel.
Santana gave her an evil knowing grin. "Too late Fabray." She said cockily turning around walking away.
Quinn till this day still believed Santana had only taken Rachel because she could from Quinn not because she actually loved her. She still believed everything was done to spite her. She shook her head of the past coming back to the brunette kneeling down.
"I have a present for you." Rachel's head popped out blowing her nose on a tissue. She always did love surprises.
"What is it?"
"You'll just have to get up and face the day and see." She was over this depression and over the fact Santana Lopez was still hurting her Rachel. This was her chance to finally so Rachel what happiness could be but she couldn't do that with Santana still in the brunettes mind. She'd have to erase her completely.