Glee tonight just got me inspired so here I am with another new chapter!
I know you might hate Quinn now, but I don't want things to evolve too fast between her and Rachel. I focused this chapter on her so you guys can understand what she's going through I guess.
This chapter contains self-harm and this is not a happy chapter at all...
Enjoy!

"-Quinn. Why are you mad at me?
-Because I can. Leave me alone.
-No, I'm not going to leave you alone until you tell me what's wrong! We haven't made out in over two weeks!"

Quinn turned around to face her boyfriend. He was really pissing her off and she could already feel her blood boiling in her veins and her H.B.I.C. side coming out of her body. But she was trying so hard to keep it inside, this poor boy didn't do anything wrong...

"-Listen Sam, I don't want to start yelling at you again, just leave me alone please.
-I don't like this Quinn. Are we even dating still?"

The boy grabbed Quinn's hands and stared at her while she was trying to avoid his eyes. Slowly he put his hand on the Cheerio's cheek, getting closer to her.

"-I miss you. I don't know what's going on and I'm pretty sure I didn't do anything wrong.
-Sam. Please.
-This ring I gave you. It means something.
-I don't want it anymore."

She looked at him, she just wanted to cry. Yes it was going to hurt him but she couldn't keep hurting him and making him believe everything was alright when she wasn't at all. She was sick of having to fake happiness with him, she didn't even find him that attractive anymore.

"-Are you...
-Yes Sam, I'm breaking up with you."

She made him take his hands off her and gave him the ring. Sam was just standing here, looking at the ring she had just given him without a word. His heart stopped beating for a second, as he looked at the Cheerio who now had tears on her cheeks.

"-Why...
-I don't wanna hurt you more Sam. I hurt way too many people before, I want to make sure it doesn't happen to you."

Quinn couldn't face Sam anymore, she just turned around and started walking towards her locker, leaving her now ex-boyfriend behind.

After an intensive Cheerio practice, Quinn Fabray was in the locker room, getting ready to go to class. They had just performed California Gurls by Katy Perry and Sue Sylvester had told them that it sucked, like always. But Quinn was exhausted. They all had been working on this number for a long time and hearing that they sucked everyday was not really helping the head cheerleader's mood. She was broken inside. She took off her blue wig and watched everybody else race to get the showers first, Quinn was always last, since she liked to spend a lot of time under the hot water thinking about how bad she wanted to die. So she just sat on one of the benches, waiting for all the Cheerios to leave the locker room.

"-Hi Q."

Brittany sat next to Quinn and innocently took her hand. She was smiling, and Brittany's smile was always comforting. But the head Cheerio just wasn't in the mood to have a girlfriend talk and so just kept staring at her shoes.

"-Why are you sad Q.? Did Sam do something mean?
-I'm not with Sam anymore B."

As much as she didn't want to talk about it, she had no choice since Santana was staring at them and about to join the conversation. Brittany and Santana were Quinn's best friends but she didn't really feel loved by them. At least not as much as she felt with Rachel. She just missed being in her arms all the time, letting her play with her hair and forgetting about the world... Wait what? She couldn't be missing RuPaul, that was... Gross.

"-Barbie and Ken are not an item anymore, what a surprise. What happened?
-He... He was too pressuring.
-Don't tell me you still won't put out."

Santana sat next to Quinn, saying:

"-You're never gonna find a guy who will stay with you if you keep being so prude. Come on this is not the 17th century anymore, sex is trending.
-What if I don't follow the trend? I did once and...
-So what? Do you know what ''contraception'' is? It helps avoiding being a fat outcast for nine months.
-I don't want sex, is it that bad that I'm not a slut like you?"

Quinn was starting to raise her voice. As much as Santana was her best friend, their relationship was based on fights like this, and battles to be on top of the popularity ladder of McKinley High. Sadly, she couldn't remember the last time Santana had asked her how she was or taken care of her. She was never there and the head Cheerio knew that if she could count on her best friend, she probably wouldn't feel as bad as she did now. But no.
Santana got up and faced Quinn.

"-Call me slut one more time blondie and I swear I will punch you.
-Punch me. I could care less."

Santana stayed silent for a second, but still looking really mad, and then turned around to walk out of the locker room, followed by Brittany who apologized to Quinn before they both passed the door.

Quinn was crying. Walking in the empty McKinley hallways was just reminding her of how lonely she was. She knew she wouldn't last as the head Cheerio if she kept pushing away everybody she knew. But she didn't care. She was way too lost in her head to even think about how to make everything better. She just wanted to disappear, who would care anyways?
While hiding her face, she ran into the girl's bathroom, went through her bag to find a blade, and she started to press it against her thigh. Tears were running down her face as she made the first cut. It was okay if she bled because the skirt was red, nobody was going to notice, nobody ever did notice. As she was making the third cut, deeper than the ones before, her pulse started to slow down and she felt like she was losing balance. She managed to sit on the floor and kept crying freely, not even caring about the blood that was now on the floor.

10 minutes later, she got up and decided to wash her face with cold water to feel better. Her eyes were red but it wasn't that bad, she could still hide the fact that she had cried. Well that was she thought, until the bathroom door opened.

"-Quinn?"

Quinn turned around as fast as she could and saw Rachel standing in front of her, looking at the mess the cheerleader had done in the bathroom. There was blood and the blade laying on the floor, her cheerleading outfit was wet due to all the tears she had whipped with it, and her eyes were now started to get swollen.

"-What the hell... Show me.
-What Berry?"

Rachel felt as if a knife was stabbing her heart everytime Quinn was ignoring her, but calling her Berry was making it worse. Especially in these conditions. The Cheerio looked shattered, and the diva felt terribly guilty for letting her do this. But as bad as she was feeling, anger was the only thing that took over the diva.

"-Show me what you just did Quinn Fabray, or I will have to tell the principal about it and I am sure that he will know how to dial 911.
-Fuck off RuPaul. I do whatever I want and none of this is your business."

Rachel stepped forward, carefully avoiding to put blood on her shoes. She had an idea. She took her phone and started filming the scene, showing the blood, the blade and the girl who was the cause of all of this. Quinn didn't really realize what was happening until the diva said:

"-I got proofs now, enough to send you to the hospital. Now show me or I will have to use them."

And that's when Quinn lost it. She grabbed the diva's hand to try to take her phone but Rachel was holding on to it. The Cheerio had no choice but to shove her against a stal.

"-Give me your phone now. I will not say it twice.
-Why are you doing this Quinn. You know I just wanted to help you. So no I will not give you my phone because I don't want this to keep going on, you can harass me, you can bully me, I will not let you destroy yourself anymore."

After those words, Quinn let Rachel free and took the towel she had at all times in her bag to clean her wounds. She wet it and slowly put it against her thigh, ignoring the diva's presence in the room. She was just focusing on what she was doing, whipping a few tears that wanted to discover her face as well. Soon enough she felt two tiny arms wrapping themselves around her and turned around to give Rachel a hug back. She had missed that smell. She had missed this feeling. She has missed the small girl's touch. She just kept crying.

"-It's okay Quinn I'm here, and I don't care how much you want me to leave I'm not going to. You need help."

The diva slowly kissed the cheerleader's forehead. At this moment there was nothing in Quinn's head but the tiny girl who was making her feel so special. Butterflies were invading her stomach, and she just found herself obeying her instincts, for once. She put her forehead against Rachel's, feeling her breathe on her lips. She closed her eyes for a second and the next thing she did was to press her lips against the diva's. It was the most intense kiss she had ever shared. Rachel quickly had her tongue dancing with Quinn's and her hands playing in her hair just like she used to before. It just felt so good, Quinn started crying again, without knowing why. Too much emotions maybe.

After something that seemed 10 years, Quinn suddenly realized what was going on and broke the kiss. She looked at Rachel, shocked, grabbed her bag and her bloody towel before running out of the room without a word.

She had just kissed Rachel Berry, this was not okay.

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