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A/N: Again thanks 4 reviewing; this chapter will mostly be Quick ( but wil have Quam duet), I am giving Quick the closure they need.
Chapter 7- Closure.
Sam and Quinn made their way up onto the stage and took their positions, ready to start their duet.
Puck entered the CD and pressed play.
Sam:
I need a little time
To think it over
I need a little space
Just on my own
I need a little time
To find my freedom
I need a little...
Quinn:
Funny how quick the milk turns sour
Isn't it, isn't it
Your face has been looking like that for hours
Hasn't it, hasn't it
Promises, promises turn to dust
Wedding bells just turn to rust
Trust into mistrust
Sam:
I need a little room
To find myself
I need a little space
To work it out
I need a little room
All alone
I need a little...
Quinn:
You need a little room for your big head
Don't you, don't you
You need a little space for a thousand beds
Won't you, won't you
Lips that promise - fear the worst
Tongue so sharp - the bubble burst
Just into unjust
Sam:
I've had a little time
To find the truth
Now I've had a little room
To check what's wrong
I've had a little time
And I still love you
I've had a little...
Quinn:
You had a little time
And you had a little fun
Didn't you, didn't you
While you had yours
Do you think I had none
Do you, do you
The Freedom that you wanted bad
Is yours for good
I hope you're glad
Sad into unsad
I had a little time
To think it over
Had a little room
To work it out
I found a little courage
To call it off
Both:
I've had a little time
I've had a little time
I've had a little time
I've had a little time
The song came to an end and everyone clapped and cheered, Quinn and Sam smiled widely at the praise.
Quinn was most grateful for the praise, in her job you had to work hard for such an easy accomplishment. She had thought she didn't need that anymore, but she was wrong. Thinking of her job she immediately thought of the fiancé that was waiting for her at home, the fiancé that thought she was on tour; not at a reunion.
She thought back to the song she had just sung, she knew she had had plenty of time, plenty of thought. She sighed quietly and looked over to Sam, his smile wide and reaching his eyes. She knew what she had to do, she knew she had to end it, but it wasn't the time, not yet. She then looked into the crowd, at her old friends that had finally stopped cheering for them. She looked from one person to another, observing their actions and expressions; trying to figure out what they were all thinking.
Kurt was talking to Blaine; laughing at something he had said. She smiled at this, glad he had found happiness in high school, her smiled faded though as she watched Kurt stop laughing then turn away from Blaine with an angered look on his face.
Why was it that he kept doing that?
She noted that she would ask Kurt about that and then moved on to the next person.
It was Rachel, she was talking to Mercedes and Tina, she seemed happy, but Quinn couldn't help but notice that every once and a while she would look at Finn with a hoping, sad and yearning look in her eyes; a common gaze with her.
She followed Rachel's look as she once again stared at Finn; noticing he was talking to Puck and Sam (he must have walked off the stage and joined the others), she stared at them, wondering, even after everything she had put them through, how they stayed such good friends.
Still staring at her three exes she was caught off guard when she locked eyes with Puck, she immediately looked away, not wanting to stare for too long.
She walked off the stage and over too Brittany and Santana, it was an instinct for her. She began listening intently to their conversation, but she couldn't bring herself to care about the topic they were gossiping about: who cares that Rachel's outfit didn't go?
Do they do anything else besides bring Rachel down? She thought
She could feel a stare burning into the back of her head, she slowly turned around and once again locked eyes with Puck, she stared for longer this time, noticing confusion and hurt in his eyes.
"Quinn, Quinn, Quinn?" she snapped out of her daze of staring at Puck and turned around to face Santana, she rolled her eyes as she noticed the annoyed and jealous look on her face.
"Were you just staring at Puck?" the Latina asked her, glaring a little.
She shook her head, annoyed how Santana thought that Puck somehow belongs to her, even when he belonged to someone else.
The two girls in front of her went back to talking about Rachel's outfit and she slowly walked over to Kurt, prying him away from Blaine's confused questioned on why he was so mad.
"Kurt, can I ask, why are we in the auditorium?" she asked, she was confused about this, ten minutes ago everyone was excited about singing karaoke, now everyone's attention was gone.
"Trust me Quinn, I have no idea" Kurt said to her.
"Look, Kurt, could you do me a favor?"
Kurt nodded rapidly; he loved helping his friends, especially if it was to do with a makeover.
(Time Lapse- Ten Minutes)
"Kurt, why are we in the cafeteria?" Tina asked.
Kurt had dragged them all to the cafeteria, all of them but Quinn and Puck, who supposedly staying behind to look after Mr. Shue.
The 'Honorary Girl' sighed quietly and cursed under his breath, when Quinn asked for a favor he thought it would be something easy: like helping her practice. He never thought he would have to keep every single person out of the auditorium for an hour, but he had no choice, his suitcase full of moisturizes was at stake.
"I thought we could spend some time in here, maybe cook some dinner and talk" he answered her, using the worst excuse he could think of.
The others looked at him suspicious, but they all sat down obediently, they knew that when Kurt was in charge you had to listen to him.
Kurt sat down alongside them; he just hoped that Quinn knew what she was doing.
Quinn sat down on the edge of the stage and nervously looked down; she couldn't believe she was doing this. She saw Puck come out from behind the curtain and she put on her act, she sadly looked down and sighed.
"Are you ok Q?" Puck asked, walking up to her and sitting down.
She nodded, Puck pressed on.
"Come on, please talk to me."
Quinn sighed, but secretly smile, it was working.
"Fine, it's just, I can't believe I'm back here"
Puck looked at her confused and Quinn explained.
"I've always wanted to rule this place in high school, and I kind of did, but now it just seems pointless."
"Yeah, tell me about, I used to rule this place too" Puck said, Quinn looked at him confused and Puck explained.
"I was a sex shark and I was feared but loved by everyone- that is being on top."
Quinn rolled her eyes at his comment and Puck spoke again.
"Hey, let's sing"
Quinn looked surprised, Puck ignored this and walked over to the karaoke, he put another CD in and pressed play, the music started and after a while he started to sing, hoping Quinn would join him.
Puck:
I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listened as the crowd would sing
Now the old king is dead long live the king
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
Missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you'd gone there was never
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world
Quinn:
It was a wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be me?
I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know St Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
Both:
Hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know St Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
The music ended and their voices faded, she smiled widely, she knew it was almost over.
Puck was so caught up in the moment he instantly leaned into Quinn, Quinn, knowing what he was up to quickly moved away, shaking her head.
Puck knew why this was her reaction and didn't bother question her, he instead asked the one question he wanted to ask since their second year of glee club.
"Quinn, in high school, why did you ignore me?"
Quinn wasn't at all surprised by this question, she knew it was coming, she just didn't know why it took five years from high school to come up. She felt guilty though, knowing she shouldn't have ignored him for her entire high school years.
"Well, I guess, after Beth I couldn't be around you anymore"
Puck rolled his eyes but wasn't surprised; he then asked another question he wanted to know the answer to.
"Ok then, but, why'd you go to Sam?"
Quinn again wasn't surprised.
"Well, I needed him for my popularity"
Puck again rolled his eyes but pressed on.
"So, did you always need him for your popularity?"
"Well, No, after Finn broke up with me I guessed I realized that I didn't need popularity, I needed respect, and a decent relationship"
"Yeah, I understand that, sorry I couldn't give that to you" Puck smile at Quinn and she smiled back and nodded.
"It's ok, but anyway, we should probably go, Kurt's probably having the worst time of his life trying to keep everyone busy, it's amazing how much he cares about his moisturizers."
Puck chuckled at this and walked towards the door with the blonde.
"How'd you bribe him?"
"I said that if he didn't help me then i would pour them all down the sink.'
Puck and Quinn laughed together and walked it the cafeteria, Quinn had done it, she had finally gotten the closure she needed, five years after school.
Did the time really matter?
A/N: I'm sorry for what may seem like a pointless chapter, I just hate how they don't talk anymore, completely ignoring what happened with Beth. I'm not sure if that is actually closure- I've never fully understood it.
Don't worry next chapter we will:
Have Quam, Tike and other scenes.
Will find out why Kurt's so mad at Blaine.
Find out what Jesse is up to- see Chapter 2- Rachel.
Learn about Tina's marriage
And hear more about the characters other life- marriage/engagements and jobs.