Quinn:
Quinn sat on her bed. Half an hour had passed and she felt calmer, much calmer. Confusion still wracked her brain, but she felt relaxed.
"What have I done?" She thought to herself, confused, but calm. "I really didn't mean for the kiss to go that far. I thought that if I finally kissed Rachel, just kissed her, my feelings would go away. Like when people finally achieve their dreams, they think up new dreams… Maybe if I could get this thing out my system I could move on."
Quinn knew this wasn't the case. The kiss had only made her feelings stronger.
Quinn stood by what she said about love, that it could be with anyone.
In the last half an hour, she realised that she needed to talk to Rachel, to see how she felt.
She knew that if there was anyway she would accept herself as… You know what… she couldn't be alone. Love with another woman was amazing, but she couldn't be lonely and gay… she just couldn't.
Santana and Brittany were the only ones who knew how Quinn felt about Rachel.
Quinn managed to convince them that she was just like they were… Still into guys, but had just happened to find that special someone in the body of a woman.
Santana understood, and Brittany… well she nodded and smiled a lot. They both promised not to tell anyone, they both promised not to call Rachel names anymore… like Manhands.
Quinn had treated Rachel badly in the past, worse than badly. She had said things to Rachel that, if they had been said to herself, she would have fallen apart in tears, or gotten furiously angry to stop herself from falling apart in tears.
Quinn knew she had hurt Rachel in the past, but she knew that if Rachel knew about her feelings…
"Rachel likes guys… I'm sure she does." Quinn sighed.
"Even if Rachel and I can't be… together, I'd settle for her friendship over nothing." Quinn thought about not saying anything to Rachel.
Quinn thought about it a while longer. She wanted to talk to Rachel, but at the risk of freaking her out, she didn't.
Then she realised; Rachel has two gay dads. She took Quinn in when Quinn had no one else, despite the way she had treated her before.
If anyone would accept this thing, it would be Rachel.
Quinn finally headed downstairs, fear gnawing her insides… the fear of rejection.
Rachel:
"Seriously, where the hell is Quinn?" Mercedes wasn't as drunk as most of the others, and her concern for her friend has clear.
"I can think of a few things she might be doing" Puck smirked. "After that kiss with Rachel, it's clear what she wants". He wriggled his eyebrows suggestively then winked at Rachel.
Rachel scowled and looked away. She was used to his crude comments and usually ignored them, but this time she questioned how true it could be. Quinn had definitely enjoyed their kiss… Is it possible she would be doing… that?
Rachel doubted it. Quinn was obviously confused, scared, whatever. All Rachel knew was that she felt the same.
Since their kiss, all Rachel could do was think about Quinn. Although only about half an hour had passed since it happened, to Rachel it felt like so much longer.
With Quinn not being there it felt strange. Rachel knew that she was only upstairs, but she couldn't bring herself to follow her. Rachel was so scared of hurting Quinn, and if she was honest, she was scared. Quinn could get mean; Rachel had seen it. She also knew that Quinn was strong, stronger than she looked, it was from all the cheerio training. Rachel doubted that Quinn would actually hurt her, but she also didn't know what she was capable of when provoked.
"You have such beautiful eyes". Rachel looked over at Kurt and the sex- change chair. He had his head rested on the arm and was still drinking vodka. The sight of him made her smile, which soon turned into a laugh as he leaned in to kiss the chair.
Without warning the door opened and Quinn came through.
Rachel's heart leapt at the sight of her, unsure of why it leapt so hard, Rachel distracted herself by offering Quinn a small smile of support. Quinn's eyes met her own and she smiled back, relief flooded through Rachel as she realised that Quinn wasn't angry with her.
The glee club watched as the two of them looked at each other, making it obvious that they weren't going to leave them alone.
Quinn obviously saw this too. Sighing, Rachel leaned back on the sofa, letting the subject drop.
Quinn sat next to Mercedes, who shot her a curious look, to which Quinn just shook her head. Quinn then shot Mercedes a curious look as she spotted Kurt and the chair, to which Mercedes smiled and shook her head.
The rest of the night passed in agonising slowness for Rachel, wanting to discuss earlier with Quinn. Not knowing that Quinn wanted to do exactly the same.