Hello(:
Thanks for everybody for reading, it makes me want to write more, so here you go!
This is the first part of Friday night, and Quinn confesses something that might surprise you guys...
Enjoy!

As soon as she got home after Glee Club, Rachel Berry ran into her bathroom. She had to look pretty for Quinn Fabray. She straightened her hair, put on make up and traded her usual clothes for black skinny jeans and a white vneck. It wasn't how she usually dressed but she couldn't help but remember how many times the Head Cheerio had been mean to her because of her style. When the diva looked at herself in the mirror, she was kind of surprised. She actually found herself pretty.
She was cleaning her room to make sure everything was perfect when her phone vibrated on her bed. It was Kurt. He had tried to text her many times but the brunette never answered because she felt bad and wanted to be alone. But now it was different.

Kurt: Rachel, are you mad at me?
Rachel: No Kurt, I apologize for not returning any of your calls or not answering your text messages. I was having personal issues that I do not want to discuss right now.
Kurt: Oh okay, it's all good. I missed you! What are you up to tonight?
Rachel: If I tell you, would you keep it a secret?
Kurt: Of course! Rach' you know me!
Rachel: Quinn is coming over. She asked me to hang out earlier, it's rather weird but I'm kind of happy I'm becoming friends with her.
Kurt: She told me :) We talk a lot. How about you girls join me and Blaine?

Rachel was getting all excited. Everybody was asking to see her, and she was not used to it. She usually spent her time singing and recording videos for her myspace page, or reading in her bed on a Friday night. Hanging out with friends was new for her.

Rachel: If Quinn approves, you both could come over, I don't think my dads will be home at all this week-end. They have a very busy schedule.
Kurt: Ok! Well let me know :)

Rachel put her phone back on her bed and looked around. Everything was perfect, and her clock was indicating 7.55pm. She sat on her bed thinking about how the night was gonna go. She had no idea what they would do, and she was sure she was going to be really shy in front of the cheerleader. She was lost in her thoughts when the doorbell rang, causing her to brutally go back on Earth and walk down the stairs to open the door to her guest.
"-Hello Ra..."
Quinn was standing in front of the diva, her hair down, wearing a cute little white dress and a cyan sweater. But as soon as she saw Rachel, the Cheerio stopped talking for some reason that the diva didn't catch.

"-Are you okay Quinn?
-Yes... Yeah I'm fine, just, you look amazing Rachel."

The brunette smiled, her heart beating oddly fast at Quinn's last sentence. She would usually almost never get any compliments, so when it happened she felt incredibly happy. She let the cheerleader inside of her house and after closing the door behind them, showed her the way to her room. When they got there, they both sat on the bed as Rachel was asking the blonde girl:

"-Kurt asked me if he could come over with Blaine to hang out with us?
-That would be amazing, I love Kurt!"
Quinn smiled at the diva who immediately texted Kurt to ask him to come over as soon as he could.
"-I like how your room totally reflects who you are" said the Cheerio.
Rachel slowly looked around, as if she didn't know her room yet, to check what Quinn had just said. On the walls, there were posters of different Broadway musicals, Celine Dion, and a few musicians they had covered in Glee Club. Right on top of her bed were the pictures her dads took of the Glee Club on stage, some others from the newspapers when they had win Sectionals, and old music sheets from songs that had been important to Rachel throughout the whole Glee Club. The walls of her room were painted in a soft yellow, but her desk, lamps and bedding were in different tones of pink. The rest of the furniture were white but Rachel would put stuffed animals, gold stars and pictures everywhere.
"-I spend most of the time either at school or in my room so...
-I'm sorry Berry."
Rachel looked at Quinn who was awkwardly staring at her feet. She didn't understand why the Cheerio just apologized but she sure looked upset.
"-Why would you be sorry Quinn?
-I mean.. I made your life hell without realizing that you could have feelings too, you know?"

Rachel stayed silent, still looking at the cheerleader. She couldn't believe that she was saying sorry for everything she had done to her. The slushies, ruining her relationships with whoever she would get kind of close to, insulting her, making fun of her...
"-I just was too stupid to imagine that you could spend days in your bed crying and wishing you were dead too. I thought that was only me. So I did all that to you just so I could feel better about myself. But when I saw you crying and when you yelled at me, I understood what you're going through and it's all my fault...
-Wait, am I mistaken or did you say "too" at the end of your first sentence?"

Quinn didn't say anything, she kept staring at her shoes without a word.
"-Quinn, did you just say that you want to die?"

The Cheerio didnt move or talk for a good 20 seconds, but after that she slowly nodded. She had no expression on her face which made Rachel understand everything. Quinn was an amazing actress, she would act mean and happy when in fact she was depressed. Who knew but Rachel? Probably nobody, the cheerleader's friends didn't seem to be the kind to actually care about her and her family was simply, terrible.
"-Quinn, since when do you want to die?

-Since I gave Beth away.
-What else are you not telling me?"

Quinn finally looked at Rachel and the diva noticed that she was starting to cry. The diva came closer and hugged her. It sure felt a little bit awkward at first, cause she just wasn't used to it, but when Quinn hugged her back her body got warmer.
"-I'm so fucked up Rach' I don't know what the hell I'm supposed to do with my life.
-You're not Quinn, you're the most beautiful girl at school, you have a really good voice and when you want to you can be the most adorable person I've ever met"

Quinn broke the hug. She slowly whipped her tears off of her face and said:

"-I treated you like – excuse me – shit.
-It's okay, at least you apologized. Santana would never do such a thing. But Quinn you haven't answered my previous question about the things you're not telling me. Have you ever thought of hurting yourself?"

Quinn nodded. Without looking at her, she grabbed Rachel's hand – which made the diva experience a weird feeling, like if her stomach would start dancing in her body – and said with such a quiet voice that the brunette had to focus to understand what the Cheerio was saying.
"-I cut a little bit, but it shows when I'm wearing the uniform so I mainly do it on my hips. I make myself throw up once a day to get rid of the fat I gained when I was pregnant, and the rest I guess I'm just hurting people around me to feel better about myself. Like you, you're so easy to make fun of and you seem so strong. That's why I admire you Rachel. I wouldn't be able to take so much, I would already be dead if I was in your shoes.

-But you're not. I do not think I'm strong, trust me Quinn, I've spent a lot of time wishing my own death too, I fantasize over my own funeral, writing the amazing playlist I want the Glee Club to be singing – if they feel bad enough to do so – and the colors of the flowers...
-And I just know nobody would care if I died so no funeral.
-I would care, a lot."

When Rachel felt Quinn looking at her, she started blushing, which was embarrassing so she just turned her head around so the Cheerio wouldn't see it. She didn't need to know how perfect she was in the diva's mind. Especially after she confessed to her. Rachel felt as if she always knew that Quinn had problems, before she heard that story, she was just picturing the cheerleader's life over and over to convince herself that she was in fact really soft on the inside. But she would have never guessed that she was feeling that bad, she sure knew how to hide it very well.
"-You're so cute Rachel. I feel so bad for torturing you, I'm so jealous of you, you're so perfect."

Rachel felt her cheeks burn even more. Quinn Fabray, the head Cheerio had just told her that she was perfect...
"-I promise that starting now I will always be there for you no matter what. If you want to get me back you can. I just want to be able to call you my friend, cause you're honestly the best person I've met so far."

Rachel turned around, she didn't care anymore if her cheeks were bright red, she just wanted to hug Quinn so bad, and so she did, again. The Cheerio hugged her back and slowly pushed Rachel so they could both be laying down on her bed. Before the diva could understand what was happening, the cheerleader had her fingers going through her hair and a little smile on her face that gave Rachel such a good feeling inside. And this feeling, she decided to call it:

Hope.