After reading the note and getting home Quinn had run upstairs ignoring her father who proceeded to shout abuse at her from his old brown armchair in their living room. Whisky in one hand and TV remote in the other. "How did I end up with a fluid whore-" is the last things Quinn hears before slamming her bedroom door shut and proceeding to lay on her bed with her earphones in thinking about everything, in excruciating detail.
Quinn opens her eyes to the sound of her phone and looks at the time, shit she thinks while realising she must have fallen asleep and now realising it's 5am the following morning. She quickly grabs a towel and heads for a shower before changing into a clean Cheerios uniform and grabbing her car keys, bag and phone. She ran downstairs looking for a breakfast bar when she hears footsteps behind her, she turns to see her mother "do you want breakfast hun" she asks delicately wincing as she speaks. Quinn inspects her mother before finding the cause of her wincing "he hit you again didn't he" She asks feeling the anger in her stomach building, "he's been drinking a lot lately. He just has so much stress hunny and he's not himself" she says wrapping her arms round Quinn. Quinn hugs her mother back hearing a gasp of pain, she stands back and inspects her mother again… she hadn't touched her mothers face so it couldn't be that injury and then her eyes drop to her mothers stomach as blood appears to be making it's way through her mothers pyjama top. "What did he do and no excuses mum" Quinn said seething, she lifted her mums top up to see a slanted gash across it. Quinn gasped before feeling sick, that bastard deserved no respect anymore! "he just got upset when I suggested he shouldn't drink on an empty stomach. It really looks worse than it is" her mother whispered to the floor. Quinn had heard enough, she slammed down everything she was holding onto the counter and marched out of the kitchen to find her father.
"Get up" she spat at her father, "excuse me whore, have you forgot your respect" Russell sneered around his whisky glass. "No I just don't have any for a wife beating, self pitying jackass like yourself" she barked back flinching only slightly as he threw his whisky glass at Quinn which smashed into pieces at the contact of her torso, a few bits flicked up and scratched her face. "Oh your such a big girl aren't you, captain of the Cheerios, whore Quinn Fabray trying to stand up for her pathetic excuse of a mother" he laughed slapping her in the face, knocking her to the floor face first, the pain exploded and burned feeding her rage, she tried to get her bearings and get up unfortunately Russell continued the attack by picking up a large piece of glass from the floor and whipping it from her top right shoulder to the lower left of her back. Slicing her Cheerios uniform and back in a fashion Freddy Krueger would have been proud of.. Quinn screamed and her mother came running in begging Russell to see sense but he wasn't listening Quinn turned to face him tears streaming down her face and he smiled. She jumped refusing to back down, "oh and your such a role model of a parent.. Beating your wife and harming your child because your life's turned out so miserable and pathetic" again Quinn was knocked to the floor as Russell slapped her across the cheek in the same place as before and she pulled her self on to her knees. "Get out" he screamed grabbing her by her arm and dragging her to the front door. He threw her out and returned not two seconds later with her bag, keys and phone throwing them at her before he slammed the door and put the latch on. Storming back to his chair.
Quinn was hurt and she couldn't let the school see her like this, so she dragged herself to the car and drove to the one person that could help…Rachel Berry. When she arrived she looked at the clock.. it was 10 past 6. she text Rachel and hoped she was awake, Quinn started to feel dizzy from blood loss.
Rachel It's urgent. Can you meet me, now?
The reply came in seconds.
Sure can, where are you? xx
Down your road, in my car. x
Ok. Xx
When Quinn looked up Rachel was in the passenger seat, "Jesus, Rach.. I hate it when you do that" Quinn grumbled as the burn from her leather seat rubbing against her cut grew.
"Sorry" Rachel frowned before adding "your backs bleeding…badly" Rachel gasped in horror looking into Quinn's eyes. Quinn looked down embarrassed.
"Yer it's a long story." Quinn croaked as tears began to build in her eyes threatening to spill down her face again as she remembered the event that had taken place previously.
"Okay, lets go inside and see how bad your back is" Rachel spoke softly while wondering what had happened. The blonde nodded in response before the shorter girl stepped out of Quinn's car and walked to the drivers side. As Quinn slowly got out gritting her teeth at the growing pain. Rachel gasped in horror as she saw the entire back of Quinn's uniform was torn and soaked in dark red blood, here eyes involuntary turned bright blue and were shinning. Rachel didn't want Quinn seeing her like that and so looked away, taking deep breaths and closing her eyes. Quinn looked up and saw Rachel looking away "rach, what's wrong. Do you want me to go." Quinn asked concerned for her friend Rachels head snapped up and her eyes flew open at the question "of course not" she rushed looking at Quinns face before seeing the blondes shocked face and remembering why she'd looked away. "I…um" Quinn said lost for words scrunching her face up in confusion and then wincing at the pain from where her farther slapped her and resulted in her wearing a frown. Rachel looked away ashamed of herself for making Quinn uncomfortable in her current state.
Quinn hesitated but took a step forward and put two fingers under Rachel's chin, gently lifting Rachel's face up towards her before whispering in a soft gentle tone "Never be ashamed of who you are Rach, Living life ashamed of who you are is a very difficult life to live. Instead of being ashamed of where you have been and what you have been through, be grateful. You are blessed to still have life, we were blessed with the gift of waking up this morning."
Rachel's mouth dropped open revealing two very pointy white fangs. "The head bitch of Mckinley prays on peoples insecurities.. what's happening" Rachel was confused, you never can tell what side of Fabray your going to get.
"Rach I know it's unfair of me to ask but don't judge me by my past. I'm not the past anymore. Accept me for who I am because this is the real me here with you now" The brunet was shocked. "Why are you ashamed" Quinn asked bluntly but compassionately.
"I'm scared" Rachel whispers.
"Scared" Quinn replies quirking an eyebrow "scared of what, that you going to hurt me?" she cautiously asked the other girl.
"No… of what you think of me" she whispers blushing and looking away.
"what I think eyy" Quinn says smugly lifting Rachel's face towards her again, winking at the girl before adding "I think your eyes are sexy like that", they stare at one another for a moment before Rachel notices the puddle of blood on the floor behind Quinn. Rachel's eyes grow wide "Quinn we-" Rachel's voice drowns out like Quinn's under water and her sight turns blurry before she hits the floor with a thud as she passes out, due to her wounds.
…
Quinn opens her eyes and feels healthy as a horse… she's laying on a bed and feels comfortable, she wonders if she's dead but then Rachel stands up and rushes over to her quickly followed by Santana. "Santana, what are you doing here" Quinn croaks out and slowly sits up. "Well Q, your lady friend here rang me off your phone, got me to rush off over here and then lets me in on a few of the secrets you two have had here and you can image my shock when I find out Morticia here isn't actually human… You can then imagine the complete shell shock I go into when the same vamp-champ heals that humongous slice you had and the black eye… So Cinderella, how'd you come by those nasty ass battle wounds in the first place and so help me God if you even contemplate lying to me I'm a get the same she devil that saved you to endz you" Santana stated in the nicest way she could.
"Morticia?" Quinn asked looking between Santana and Rachel.
"She deems it appropriate, since the mother of the Adams family resembles the undead" Rachel groaned rolling her eyes.
"Do not try and change the subject, Fabray" Santana snapped narrowing her eyes.
"ok, yes I've kept a few secrets lately" Quinn said sitting up in the bed.
"Not what I meant and you know it Fabray, those injuries.. I want names, now!"
"San" she began but Santana put her hand up and turned to Rachel who'd been sat by Quinns side silently.
"that compulsion thing, can you make her tell me" the Latina barked
"Theoretically yes but-" Rachel was interrupted as Santana held her hand up to the brunet as if it magically hit mute on them.
"Do it" she bluntly said
"Santana it's not fair on Quinn" Rachel spoke quietly but firmly, keeping the Latinas gaze.
"Oh I'm sorry, it's not fair on her? Really Berry? So whoever just did this to my best friend is completely fair and we should go and congratulate them on nearly killing the girl, right? Sorry. Don't be so fucking pathetic, find me those names. You want them too, if you were telling the truth earlier you should want them more than I do. I'm going to make them regret the day they were born and I'm going to hurt anyone that gets in my way" Santana's voice was icy cold and her eyes were menacing.
Rachel grabbed Santana's arm and lead her out the room "Santana, I understand how you feel. of course I feel the same but you have to have better self control for Quinn's sake. I cant tell you how badly I want to do those things and much worse but we need to wait until Quinn's ready to talk about it, it was obviously someone she trusted"
"Self control's never been my strong point Berry"
"I know that Lopez" Berry threw back walking back to Quinn.
Quinn I understand this is hard to talk about, in my experience when somethign bad happens, you have three choices, you can either
A) let it define you.
B) let it destroy you.
or
C) let it strengthen you.
We're here to help you because we care about you.
Quinn broke down and after half an hour of Rachel soothing the girl and Santana sat in the corner silently fuming Quinn tells the girl everything about her farther and mother and how it's been happening for months and how she's not sure if her mothers okay or not. Both girls have their mouths hanging open Santana's the first to recovering snapping her mouth shut and jumping up in temper screaming "that bastard" before storming out the room. Rachel runs after the fiery girl, "where the hell do you think your going" suddenly appearing infront of Santana.
"where do you think genius" Santana snapped all sense of reality gone.
"Santana I did not bring you hear and disclose the situation to you so you could do something stupid, if he can do that to his own daughter… what could he do to you"
Santana stared at Rachel as if hoping her looks may actually kill the girl and Rachel was sure she could see fire deep at the back of her retinas. "I don't care I'm going to fight that ass monkey and only one of us is leaving" Santana hissed at Rachel.
"and how do you think Quinn's going to feel if it's you that loses" Rachel cakmy asks
"come with me and I obviously wont Morticia" the tanned cheerio quips
"So you want to leave Quinn alone after her ordeal?" Rachel asks a little less friendly
"If that's what it takes to make sure her ordeal doesn't have a sequel.. yes" Santana screamed getting in Rachel's face.
"Go and be there for your friend, you have to put her and her wishes first" Rachel instructs
"Shut the fuck up Berry, just because your not human doesn't mean I'm magically taking orders from you. It's because of my friend I'm doing this"
"no it's because of your incapability to deal with your emotions Santana, I understand how you feel but there are smarter ways to go about this. Can we not be there for her today, we'll go and help her get through this and check on her mother. Then after that we and Quinn's included in this we can decide how to proceed with her vile scum of a father"
"Why can't we just kill him" Santana begs breaking down falling to her knees as Rachel crouches down hugging her.
"We need to be as far away from the darkness as we can get, we won't let him drag us down. We could easily go there and kill him, you'd end up in prison, I'll end up in a lab being experimented on and Quinn, not to mention Brittany will be alone. Look Santana.. this is a difficult situation, earlier we didn't know if she'd make it. She's up there now awake.. So let's not waste a moment." Rachel whispers.
"I hate to interrupt your moment" Quinn says slowly walking down the stairs. The two girls jump apart and turn to face her while Santana stands behind the shorter girl and wipes her eyes.
"super abilities and you didn't hear her coming… you're a waste of a supernatural being Berry" Santana casually stated.
"Santana" Quinn grumbled as she staggered forward going dizzy. Rachel was instantly at her side holding her up.
"And who said you could get out of bed Quinn" Rachel asked trying to joke off the atmosphere.
Quinn chuckled before trying to walk and collapsing, Rachel caught her before she hit the floor and carried her back up the stairs to her room and laid Quinn on her bed. That soft landing woke Quinn up "what's happening to me? Why don't I have a bruised face or the cut across my back" Quinn croaked out to Rachel and Santana.
"I .. I .. I had to do something Quinn" Rachel stuttered out.
"Q you know I tell it how it is, truth is you were nearly dead when I got here a couple hours ago after a quick discussion about what species your girlfriend is. We decided on a course of action and since the hospital would ask questions if you survived which was a big if… we decided you needed Rachel's kind of help" Santana spoke with her usual level of charm.
Quinn blushed "And Rachels help is code for what exactly?" the blonde asked with wide eyes staring back and forth between the two girls.
"Yer Berry did your help include and what were the side effects again" Santana says with an evil smirk "I forgot" she lamely adds on the end still smirking at Rachel and Quinn.
"I didn't mean to… I mean I didn't have a choice… I … you… urrrm" Rachel chokes out blushing and glaring at Santana.
"SANTANA" Quinn attempts a glare but fails due to her current state. "where's Brittany?"
"she's at home, I told her you were in trouble and didn't like the idea of her at school alone with those idiot jocks but didn't want her seeing you like this. It would have destroyed her" Santana says with a slight blush appearing on her cheeks, it was difficult to see through her skin tone but it was there.
"You didn't have to come" Quinn says with a warm smile.
"Q, we've been best friends for years… no way are you going through this without either me or Brittany and since I forbid Brittany to find out about this... you're stuck with me because we care about you and all that other shit." Santana tried to pass it off as casually but Quinn and Rachel saw through her.
"Aww was you worried about me" Quinn giggled with a smirk.]
"well your obviously okay now, what do you want from the shop… I need food since I skipped breakfast and it's lunch time" Santana asked raising her eyebrow.
"no I'm good" Quinn said smiling at her friend.
"What about you Berry, do you even eat?"
"It's more habit than a basic need but yer I'll have whatever you're having" Rachel said reaching for her purse.
"Don't worry; I've got it Berry… I owe you after you fixed my broken bitch" Santana says walking out the room and down the stairs.
After the Latina left Quinn turned to face Rachel… "so Rach, what exactly did you do to heal me like you have?" Quinn asked curious and a little nervous.
"you'll hate me" Rachel said sadly with a frown.
"I doubt that's even possible" Quinn said with a wink.
"you was so close to death, the doctors wouldn't have made it to hospital if we'd called an ambulance… I did the only thing I could without turning you. I had to get you to drink my blood Quinn and I understand if your angry… I tried to wake you but your body was shutting down." Rachel said not moving from the chair near the bed as she awaited the blondes angry reaction.
"Thank you for saving me, I guess." Rachel nodded and Quinn continued "I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable earlier… prior to me going unconscious I mean" Rachel's mouth dropped open visibly shocked "you remember?" she asks. "Yep I remember turning up and you making me jump right up to me telling you, your eyes were sexy." Quinn states smirking.
It was silent for a moment before Quinn remembered a question she had "so what were the side effects San was talking about"
"oh errm one is when. You. Get. Better. Your. Sex hormones will be in crazy overdrive and another is that if your in danger again I'll be able to sense it"
"so what does the first one mean again?" Quinn asked acting dumb.
"Miss Fabray you know exactly what it means"
"no I don't Rach" Quinn says trying to hide her smirk.
"It means you'll be aroused" Rachel rushed out avoiding Quinn's eyes
"ooooh aroused and homeless, im on to a winner here" Quinn laughs out.
"what happened today is not funny Quinn, I could have lost you!" Rachel snapped before maintaining a cool composer.
"you could have lost me?" Quinn asked raising her eyebrow and smirking.
"you know what I mean Quinn" Rachel said.
"So what did I miss while I was out on your blood" Quinn asked
"me and Santana bonded and she cried…a lot!" Rachel spoke watching Quinn.