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Chapter 1 Part 2

Ecstacy Club's Parking Lot, 12:02 am

The commotion that night seemed like it didn't even happen. People just came back to savoring the night's beauty, minding their own business once again.

As Quinn hover near her dark red Convertible Mini Cooper, she felt bad for leaving the club urgently. But she couldn't just ignore the text msg she received.

1 New Message

From: Mama Cedes

U btter get ur ass here girl or B wil cum 'n get u herslf wel ryt after she puke in ur car

Thus making her rush towards her oh-so-precious car before it's too late to save her baby. She slids fast inside and inspects for any vomit around. Brittany and Mercedes sat in the backseat waiting for her.

"Did she puke?" Quinn asked urgently.

"Nah, you're lucky she ain't that sick." Mercedes replied nonchalantly.

As relief flooded Quinn she immediately remembered what happened a while ago. Instantly she looks at Brittany with disappointment and slight anger.

"Brittany what the hell was that back there? You're so not allowed to get drunk anymore!" Quinn mid-shouted. Frustration bubbling outside of her.

"Come on Q, like you didn't know that slutty bitch was hitting on you. I just made it clear to her that she should back off." Brittany reasoned still pissed with the Latina.

"Okay, First you're the one who acted like a total bitch out there, second she was nice and third I could've handle her myself!" Quinn explained to Brittany.

"I was just protecting you Q." She answered with sadness in her voice.

Brittany seemed so defeated that Quinn instantly felt bad for scolding her but she couldn't just drop what happened.

"Well why didn't you do it nicely. You said hurtful things towards a person who didn't do anything wrong Britt. It's not like that of you" Quinn explained lowering her tone.

"No Q, she just seems nice but like I said she's not worth it." Brittany answered firmly. Stubborn.

"See. Here you go again. What makes you even say that Britt?" Quinn asked frowning.

Brittany focused her gaze outside the window without answering. She didn't bother thinking that the slut isn't worth the argument, at all. She leaned and closed her eyes to ease the throb in her head ignoring Quinn's questioning eyes through the rearview mirror. While Mercedes who seems to be contemplating on something answered for Brittany.

"I take the blame on this Q. I was the one who told Britt that the girl is ain't that nice as she seems to be." Mercedes answered with guilt that shocked Quinn slightly for Mercedes to be involved in this. But knowing how much gossip is a part of her life she shouldn't be shocked.

"No. It's not that I want to blame anyone. I just wished you told me first and B didn't act that way" Quinn said sincerely without the disappointment she felt a while ago.

"Sorry Q, I didn't know B would act that way. I should've known though, seeing her state." She apologized. Brittany scoffed in her mind, I wasn't that drunk, just boozed. And pissed.

"It's fine don't apologize, please" Quinn replied and smiled to Mercedes. She doesn't want to upset Mercedes anymore. She was just looking out for her best. Like always.

"Thanks Q, next time I'll give you a heads up first" Mercedes noted. This time, Brittany scoffed making her presence be remembered. But was just ignored by the two.

"Well, what do you know about her anyway? She does seem familiar though" Quinn asked Mercedes because now she was intrigued.

"Infamous Santana Lopez, same school with us, seen her few times.(Having one of the largest school in the country, Its hard to familiarize with each other's faces) Certified Class-A Player, meaning can get any girl she wants. Straight or not. Known for being a charmer but also a heartless slut and player. A big No-No on serious relationships" Mercedes stated very sure of herself.

'That explains 2 things' Quinn thought. 'That's why she seems to be familiar, I must've seen her in school and second Now I totally understands Brittany's actions a while ago. Gosh, of course she's a player, how could I missed that, with that smile, body, face and those eyes that screams 'fucking player.' She mentally hit her head for her stupidity.

"I don't want that to happen to you again, Q" Brittany spoke softly. Quinn softened and immediately regretted ever scolding Brittany. 'Of course, B was just being my protective bestfriend and I scolded her for that. Those puppy eyes are killing me'

"I know B, thank you. But next time I'll handle things myself to avoid you getting in trouble. I'm really sorry for shouting at you but that didn't mean how you acted at the bar is acceptable even if you have the right reasons." She said and smiled to the other blonde.

"Its fine, I'll try being nicer next time" Brittany replied before smirking. She felt like a total badass back at the club and she's a bit proud of that. 'A hot bitch and a badass, Tap that'

Contented, Quinn turned to Mercedes.

"Is there anything else yknow?" She asked curiously.

"Hmmm volleyball player and a total bitch. I'm really glad she didn't bit B's head off back there. Damn, I'm totally sorry for what happened I really should've known better I'm sorry Q 'n B. But I don't agree with you getting anywhere near her Q. I won't need any alcohol to burn her alive if she ever hurt you" Mercedes finished with a warning on her last words.

Quinn was silent for a few seconds then smiled to Mercedes. She don't often hear this talk with Mercedes cause she's just chill and cool with things all the time. But that didn't mean she didn't love her cause she does. She is glad she had these friends especially after everything she'd gone through. She believed their even more traumatized than her. Just proves that they're her family.

"Thank you so much guys. I love you both so much. I don't know what I'll do without you guys and will you stop apologizing Cedes. If there's should be someone apologizing here I'm pretty sure that's not you". Quinn said full of appreciation and at the same time playfully hitting Brittany with her words.

Mercedes chuckled looking at a smirking Quinn in the rearview while Brittany mumbled something incoherently.

"We always got your back girl, don't forget that" Mercedes replied meaning every word.

"You'd do the same for us Q" Brittany said simply looking at her blonde friend.

'Yeah, I definitely would. These two mean the world to me' Quinn thought resulting a genuine smile in her porcelain face.

"But I'm still not sorry for anything" Brittany added causing Quinn to roll her eyes at her cute stubborn bestfriend.

"Oh! I totally missed one thing about her!" Mercedes exclaimed with a sly smile on her face. Uh oh.

"What?" Quinn asked. Brittany looked over at Mercedes' direction seemingly interested yet still annoyed.

"Well, tales tell she's one hell of a Latina in bed" Mercedes chimed causing Quinn to chuckle on the unnecessary info. Brittany scoffed with a disgusted face that made Mercedes and Quinn chuckle together. Ughh disgusting pig! She groaned mentally.

"How and why do you even know that?" Not minding to answer Brittany's question the two just laughed.

Great. This night is getting better and better. Its filled with too much annoying people. First three jerks who don't get the word fucking no then that Slutana Hoepez. Haha totally suits her. And now Q and M are making fun of me and laughing just like nothing happened. It's not that I'm making this a big of a deal (Really?). It's just I'm too protective of my friends and family. I'm like a guard dog in fact. But I didn't always go loca to anyone who messes with us. It's really the likes of her I got problem with. How dare she even for a second try to sweet talk my friend with the only intention of fucking her. Of course Q just have to entertain her and that didn't helped with my temper either. Q should be thanking me for doing that. I don't get this world sometimes. Well after Q's last relationship she would have known better but sometimes she just don't learn. I'm glad I'm there to shook some senses in her. What is she thinking anyway? I don't even think that slut was pretty enough for her. Damn, Q must be losing her taste. I might be a little drunk right now but I don't find her worth of Q's time nor attention. I totally respect Q being bisexual but I still wanna gets a say on who she shoul date. I wonder whats gotten into those poor girls' mind to even fall for that slut. Even if I'm straight I still know when a girl is hot or not and those girls are definitely are blind. There's ton out there way better than her and that their way more worthy of.

She clamped her eyes shut in frustration. This night is really getting the best of her.

I didn't really know how but that slut really got on my nerve pretty fast and pretty bad. Even if it was Q she was hitting on. Besides it's my bestfriend she was trying to fool. Darn I don't get this mad so easy. Maybe it's just the damn alcohol in my system. It's totally messing with my brain right now. Yeah blame it to the alcohol and that slut.

Santana Lopez to be exact.

I hate short chapters.

Sorry if the story sucks. Just give it time, I'll do better.