Three hours later and Quinn was still looking for Rachel, "Rachel Barbra Berry, when I find you I swear to sweet little baby Jesus!" She pushed past low hanging branches and started muttering to herself "who runs off on their own anyway, when they're clearly unwe" out of nowhere a branch whacked her in the face and she lost her footing slipping and rolling down a slope until she hit the bottom with a thud. She groaned and everything went black.
A while later Quinn heard a noise stirring her out of her unconscious daze, *you You, this ain't high school Me, and my crew We can slide through* rang out and Quinn blindly reached out and fumbled around for her phone "Hello" she asked croakily "Fabray I've been ringing for ages where the hell are you? I wantz to get my dance on" … there was a brief silence and then Quinn croaked out her reply "Sorry I've been held up Lopez, you'll have to wait to get your dance on" "Quinn if your not here in the next hour I'm goin all lima he" Quinn hung up and picked herself up off the floor, jogged back to her car and threw her phone on the passenger side and climbed in to her car before wheel spinning off towards her house angry, confused and sporting an extreme throbbing on her forehead. When she got back she stormed in straight up to her room slamming the door behind her and ripped her top off in the process before turning to her left to find the light switch. She screamed and cursed when she suddenly noticed someone in the shadows of her room "Lopez I told you I'd meet you in a fucking hour, I'm sure even you have the self control to wait a fucking hour before getting your 'dance on' as you so dumbly put it." Quinn had, had enough and was ready for the feisty Latina, what she wasn't ready for was the shorter brunette to step out in the blink of an eye and be at her side "Ra-Rachel" Quinn was dumbfounded to say the least. "Heyy Quinn just wanted to stop by and apologize for earlier, what happened to you?" Quinn went from shocked to confused in a mili second... "What are you about, what happened to me?" "Quinn your foreheads bleeding and you're cheerio uniforms ripped?" Quinn walked to her mirror beside her bed and gasped as she saw the dried blood that had stained the right hand side of her face "shit" she mouthed thanking God that her family weren't home when she'd got in. She swivelled round on the balls of her feet taking striding steps toward a patiently waiting Rachel " Oh you know, took a casual jog after some nut case that took off into a forest without warning and then …. Oh yer I got knocked out by a fucking tree" Rachel smirked "Aww Quinn you came to see if I was alright" Quinn just glared at her while holding a top to her forehead, Rachel couldn't help but laugh making Quinn glare even harder, "Okay, I'll leave you to your night with Lopez, have fun getting your dance on" Quinn just watched for a moment "Where did you go earlier, your house was ages away? Rachel smiled "does it really matter Quinn" … "hell yer it matters, have you seen my face.. " Quinn deadpanned, Rachel gave a sympathetic smile "Quinn I can't tell you if I did-" "you'd have to kill me, yer you've used that already and it's getting real old real fast Rachel" Quinn sighed trying to take the top off her forehead which was proving difficult as it had stuck to her cut where the blood had clotted. Rachel stood there solemnly for a second "what do you mean" Quinn whispered to her "when ever I've asked you a question that's your answer, I told you things and yet you've told me nothing you just deflect" Rachel focused soley on the other girls eyes "up until this afternoon you've taken every opportunity to torture me around high school, what's to say your not going to do it again next time you see me in the corridor or we're in the same class?" .. "If I was do you think I'd have honestly opened up to you? I'm a lot of things and yes I have a reputation, if I planned on torturing you as you put it I wouldn't have told you anything, it'd be social suicide" "Maybe" Rachel breathed out, not sure what direction to take this in. Quinn turned round to get some clothes out ready for her night out and when she turned round ready to give Rachel a lecture on how she'd prove it, only to find she'd gone, the Jewish girl was gone again. "How does she do that" Quinn murmured before going and getting ready for her night out.
Quinn turned up at the Lopez residence ready for the abuse that would follow until Santana got drunk and turned loving. Not two seconds later Santana Lopez came out rocking her bitch look, clearly ready to start dancing the night away.