AUTHORS NOTE: Trigger Warning. Mentions of suicide. Sorry I've been gone for a while, things got hectic. My beta is AMAZING and helped me a whole lot to write this chapter :) I'll try to update more often.

After everything that happened with Quinn, I expected the vibe around the house to get tense. Or at least a little awkward. But it didn't at all. It was like nothing was ever mentioned; nothing happened. I started taking AJ on daily morning runs. He was getting so big, and I knew keeping him cooped up in the house all day wasn't what he wanted. I was getting the backyard fenced off so that I could let him out during the day and he could do as he pleased. I was also making a doggie door for him, so that he could come in when he was ready. This one morning in particular, Quinn got up earlier than usual. I went downstairs to make myself a protein shake to take with me. I went into the garage and got AJ's collar. When I went back into the kitchen, he was sitting there anxiously waiting for me.

"Are you ready to go buddy?" His tail started wagging furiously. I put his collar on and left for my morning run.

As I was walking AJ back up to the house I spotted Quinns car sitting out front leading me to believe she was home. Once inside I hung AJ's collar up and yelled for Quinn, but there was no answer. I yelled a little louder thinking maybe she would be in her room listening to music. Again no answer. So i decided to walk upstairs to see what she was doing and why she was ignoring me. As I got to the top of the stairs i noticed her bedroom door was open, which never happens. I briefly knocked and opened the door to find the room empty. The only other place she could be is the bathroom. Surely when I walked over the door was closed and I could hear water running. I tried calling out her name yet again, but no answer. I then got a sour feeling in my stomach. Something didn't feel right. So I opened the bathroom door, instantly regretting it. My heart literally stopped and I stood there paralyzed. But only for a split second before I realized my best friend was in the shower, blood everywhere. I started to panic. As I ran over to her I tried to check for her pulse which luckily I found. Heartbeat. Inwardly thanking myself for taking some medical courses in high school, I called 911 figuring that they could get her to the hospital faster than I could. Once the EMT arrived and said she still had a pulse they took her off in the ambulance. They offered me a seat on the ride there but i declined. I needed to make sure AJ was settled and then I would be on my way right after that.

Making my way into the ER I talked to the lady at the desk.

"I need to know what room number Quinn Fabray is in, please?" I said in the nicest tone possible.

"Are you family ma'am?" The nurse asked.

"I'm her sister." I replied, lying. But who cares my best friend was alone and needed me.

"Room 10." She pointed me in the right direction. Once i arrived in front of the door i got a sick feeling in my stomach. I've always hated hospitals. As I was about to open the door it opened for me and a tall woman with a white coat came out almost running into me. I assumed she was Quinn's doctor.

"Hello, are you here to see Quinn Fabray?" She said. I just shook my head. It was the only thing I could do. Then I managed to squeak out softly.

"I'm her sister." The doctor introduced herself and told me that Quinn had cut herself numerous times on her arms,which led them to believe that she was attempting suicide. This came as a huge surprise to me because I never imagined her doing something like that. After getting all of this information, the doctor told me I was welcome to go in and see her. But that she might be a little bit sedated. I thanked her and walked in. As I opened the door I peered in and saw her laying on the bed almost lifeless. I quickly made my way to her side and grabbed her hand. She opened her eyes and smiled at me.

"Oh my God, Quinn are you okay? What happened? Why did you do this? Did I do something wrong?" I then realized I was rambling and needed to shut up and let her talk.

"You always did ramble on and on when you were worried about something." Quinn said with a giggle. I looked down embarrassed. "Its cute though." She then said. But then my smile turned serious.

"Quinn, why did you do this to yourself?" She looked at me with tears filling her eyes. Her entire demeanor changed.

"It all started a couple days ago.