Fending For Herself 5
After Quinn's shift ended, her boss gave her a key on a chain.
"This is to your new apartment," he told her. "The rent is fifty dollars a month, but I'll just deduct that from your paycheck and pay the landlord myself, so don't worry."
Quinn nodded faintly, and then headed out of the Slice Of Heaven, and to her car. They really need some streetlights out here, Quinn thought, looking around here. When I leave work in the winter, I'm going to be afraid of getting mugged or murdered out here.
Quinn opened the door to her car, and jumped in. She started the motor, and then drove to the adress Bob had told her.
When she got there, she got her wordly possesions out of the car, shut and locked the car, and then walked through the parking lot to the door. She opened it, and then walked in and headed for the front desk.
"Hello, I'm Quinn Fabray, the new occupant of apartment 119," Quinn informed the guy at the desk.
"Show me proof of your idenity and the room key," he told her.
Quinn rummaged in her purse, and then found what she was looking for, her drivers' license. She showed it to the guy, shoved it back in her purse, and then showed him the key.
"Alright," the guy said, nodding and writing something in a big book. "My name is William, Miss Fabray. You may go up to your room now." Quinn nodded, and then took the elevator to the 5th floor. She started searching for her room. Finally, she found it, but just then, she realized something. This apartment building looked familiar.
Too familiar.
Just then, she saw Mr. Schue step out of the apartment.
"Mr. Schue!" she nearly screamed.
Mr. Schue turned around, and saw Quinn. His face lit up immediately.
"Oh, hello, Quinn. What are you doing here?"
"I… I'm your next door neighbor now."
"Oh, welcome, Quinn. Why don't you come in for a few minutes?"
Quinn thought. Bob had told her that her apartment was fully furnished, all she had to do was unpack her stuff and go grocery shopping, which she planned on doing tomorrow. And Quinn would surely be so lonely, all alone, in that big apartment…
Quinn nodded. She headed into the apartment, and felt a cold pain stabbing at her heart. The apartment was all dusty and dirty. She headed into the kitchen and looked in the cupboards. There was nothing. Not even a single egg. She checked the fridge. The same situation was in there.
"Mr. Schue…" Quinn said, turning to face him. If she hadn't gone along with Terri's plan to adopt Quinn's baby and pretend it was her own, Mr. Schue wouldn't be in this situation…
"I'm so sorry, Mr. Schue," Quinn sobbed, falling against Mr. Schue's chest.
"Why?" he asked her.
"Why? Because it's my fault that you have no wife!"
"Quinn, your young, it's not your fault this happened, it's Terri's. You're a mother, you were just trying to do what was best for your baby, and you thought Terri was best. Besides, even if you refused to give Terri your little girl, she would've found another baby. It's not your fault." Quinn nodded, and then said, "How come you don't have any groceries? How come your house is a wreck?"
"Because I can't clean for all I'm worth, and it's the same situation with cooking."
"What have you been eating?"
"Restauarants or order in. Miss Pilsbury and I are dating, sometimes she brings food over for me."
Quinn nodded, and then said, "Mr. Schue, tomorrow's a Friday, which means I don't have work, because I have Fridays and Sundays off. I'm planning on going grocery shopping after school, do you want to go with me? I can tell you what's the best stuff to get."
Mr. Schue thought it over, and then nodded. "We don't have Glee tomorrow either, so that'll be fine. Meet me at my classroom after school."
Quinn nodded, and then said, "Mr. Schue, I also think it's a good idea that you take some cooking classes so you can learn how to cook."
Mr. Schue nodded, and then Quinn helped him clean his apartment a little, and then went to her apartment.