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Here is chapter 2! I said 1-3 days, and I made it! It's been 3 days! I hope I can keep up this lovely pace, and not let you wait a whole week :) It's still true to the real story, but I think it will be a bit more fiction in next chapter. Not that any of you would care that much I think, but just so you know ;P Please review, because if you don't, I think I'll stop writing. I mean, why write if no one is reading?

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P.S. I forgot a disclaimer in the last chapter, so this is for both chapter 1 and 2:

Disclaimer: I do NOT own these characters, Glee, 'A Lifetime' by Hush, or Janice Joplin. The only thing I own is the storyline.

The Feeling Of Rejection – Chapter 2

You looked cautiously at me, and said "Okay?"

I took a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves. My heart was beating out of my chest, and my whole body was shaking. I couldn't bear to look at you. Eventually, after some silence, I tried talking to you.

"We're friends, right?" I asked you with a very shaky voice.

"Yes." You answered shortly. You were probably getting concerned now. Oh god, I didn't want you to feel bad about this.

"Well, what I'm about to tell you may make you feel a little…" I tried forcing out the word, "uncomfortable."

You already looked a little uncomfortable. Why did I do this? Why? I hated the look on your face. You looked so worried and concerned. I didn't want you to feel that way.

"Okay" you said again, with a very serious voice. Well, at least you didn't think this was a joke. That's the great thing about you. You know the right times to be serious, and not make fun of everything. Unlike those boys in our class.

"Well," I began. I had to force it out. I couldn't just say 'Wait, nothing anyway'. Now was the time. No matter how much I hated it.

"Lately, I think… I may be having… some uh… feelings. For. You…" I said. My voice was shaking so much that I almost couldn't understand myself. I looked to the side while I said the words. When you didn't answer, I looked at your face again. You looked shocked. I thought that now would be an appropriate time to use the famous 'say something' so I did. You mumbled a little, lost for words, before you said "What kind of feelings?"

I really didn't want to say the words 'I'm in love with you' so I just shrugged. Trying to get across the meaning with my words, without saying anything. I don't think you got it, because you just shrugged back, like 'what?'

I sighed, and tried shrugging again, like 'you know what I mean'. You just shrugged back. It seemed like the only choice I had was to tell you with words. I took a deep breath again, and looked away from your face.

"I am in love… with you"

I glanced quickly at your shocked face, before looking away again. My whole body was shaking, and I felt like I was gonna faint. I could hear my own heart beating in my ears, and I was pretty sure you could hear it too. I tried going on with my speech.

"It wasn't something I had planned, it just happened." I looked at you with a scared face, and for some seconds you just stared at me. Until…

"Aaw Quinn!" you said with a faint smile, and stepped forward hugging me. I was really surprised, but gladly hugged back.

"You are shaking!" you exclaimed, looking concerned at me. I laughed a little laugh, happy that you weren't mad or disgusted.

"Yeah, I've been nervous the whole day, because I planned that today I would tell you" I said. You hugged me again. When we pulled away, you kept me within arm reach, and had your hands on my shoulders. "I'm very flattered Quinn, but-"

"I know. I know" I cut you off. Actually, I didn't know, but it was what I had expected. Also, I just couldn't bear to hear you say it.

You rubbed my back, and asked if I was okay. I didn't think before I answered "Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just relieved. Now you know. You still want to be my friend, right?"

You chuckled. "Of course Quinn"

I sighed a relieved sigh, and then remembered. "Oh yeah" I pointed a finger at you "remember, I am not a lesbian" I said, needing to get my point across.

"Okay, you are not" you answered, smiling at me.

We walked out of the room, and back to the classroom. There was a bit of an awkward silence. When we got back, I walked into the other classroom. No one was there, except for a few people. I lay down in the sofa, on my stomach with my head down in the cushions. I was just about to shed a few tears, when the bell rang. I pulled myself together, and went to class. We had biology.

We were separated through the whole hour, and afterwards we had sports. You could either go running, or you could play volleyball. I was gonna go running. The only other people running were Santana, Brittany and some new girl on the Cheerios. It was nice running. It kinda made me forget about what happened 1 hour ago. With Janice Joplin in my earphones, the sun shining and the wind in my hair, I was off to the forest. I ran in 45 minutes, and when I came back, I was exhausted. The new girl, Maddie, I think, had pushed herself too hard, and was feeling bad. I went to go get and apple and some water for her, when I saw you playing volley with the others. I stopped dead in my tracks, and stared at you. The way you moved was mesmerizing. I had to pull myself away, before I started crying. It was getting hard to look at you, because of what had happened.

When school was all done, I took the bus home. No one was home at the moment, so I went into my room, pulled out my laptop, and sat on my bed.

I sat there for an hour or two, and then the computer started boring me. I put it away, and laid down. When you have nothing to do, you start thinking. And that's what I did. I went over the stuff that had happened, and I realized that although I had told you, and that was done and over with, it didn't make me feel better. It actually made me feel worse. You had rejected me. You had said that you didn't feel the same way.

It hit me that you would never be mine. I would never get to kiss you, never get to hold you in my arms and stuff like that. The pain stroke deep in my heart, and I started crying. That's when I heard a knock on my door.

"Quinnie? Are you in there?"

It was my mom. I didn't answer her, so she came in. Damn it!

She saw me on the bed, face down in the pillow. I tried to pretend that I was sleeping, but a sob gave me away.

She walked over and sat on my bed. "Quinnie, what's wrong?" she asked me. I sobbed more, and was in no way able of speaking at the moment. Some minutes passed while I cried and cried and cried, and at last is started to subside. When I was just sniffling, my mom asked again.

"Honey, what's wrong?"

"I told Rach today" I said, and tears started to run down my cheeks again.

"Oh honey. How did she take it?" my mom asked sympathetically. I started crying again when I thought about it, but it wasn't so much that I couldn't speak.

"S-she took it pre-pretty good a-actually. But it s-still hurts" I sobbed.

My mom rubbed my back gently, and tried to comfort me. "I know honey. Stuff like that does hurt. Really much. But you can't live a life without going through this at least once. You just have to try and be strong, and get through it. It's tough, I remember myself. And it's okay to be sad and cry. And right know, when you are in the middle of it all, it might feel like it'll never get better. But it will, and I promise you that. It might take some time, and I'm sorry to say that there isn't really anything you can do to make it go faster."

Me and my mom had gotten really close after that whole baby gate thing, and her comforting words did help a little.

"It just hu-urts so much to b-be rejected!" I sobbed. Although my mom said it would stop hurting, it sure didn't feel like it.

"I know baby girl. What did she say?"

I tried to answer properly, but I kept hiccupping. "She s-said that s-she was very fla-flattered, but she di-didn't f-f-feel the same w-way" I said between hiccups.

"Aaw honey, I'm sorry. But I am glad that she took it so well," she said "is it okay that I go downstairs and make some dinner? Or do you want me to stay?"

"It's o-okay mom. I'm a little hu-hungry anyway" I answered, and gave her a little smile. She went down and cooked dinner, and I lay in bed and cried for about 30 min. and then it was time for dinner.

I dragged myself down the stairs, my eyes all puffy and red. My mom looked concerned at me, but didn't say anything. I didn't eat much, and when dinner was over, I went up to my room again. There were three things I couldn't stop thinking about, although it hurt like hell to do so.

First: The exact moment I said "I'm in love with you", and your shocked face after that.

Second: When you hugged me and said "I'm very flattered, but-"

Third: You thought I was fine, because I had said so. But how would school be tomorrow? Would I begin to cry the moment I saw you? I was sure it was going to be awful.

That was yesterday.

Done with this chapter! I think there might be around 2-3 chapters more, but we'll see how it goes :) And don't forget to review! Come on, you know you want to :P Okay, maybe you don't want to review, but you do want to find out what happens next, and I will only post next chapter if I get at least 3 reviews for this chapter :D I know, I'm a hard one ;P

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