AN: I know it has been a good minute since I've written for this story. But I did just go through and read it from the beginning and I remembered why I started writing it. I'm about to take it into a whole different direction. The story should be finishing in Chapter 15 but it may not. So stay tuned. ;)

Quinn's POV

"Alright so it all started maybe three days after we had our talk about what I had told you. And don't get me wrong, because I start my story with that doesn't mean that you had anything to do with it." I could see it in her face though. I knew that on the inside, she felt like it was her fault. I know Brittany. "You had gone to work already and it was my day off. I decided to go down to the burger shop on the corner to get some fries and a milkshake. But when I got down there, I saw Finn and Rachel sitting on the barstools in the front of the restaurant. They didn't see me at first, but after about ten minutes I heard someone call my name. I turned my head and saw Rachel walking over to me."

5 Days Ago

"Hey Quinn!" Oh great. Rachel is on her way over here. I didn't know if I should be an asshole or just be nice to avoid drama. After the break up we hadn't been on the greatest terms. I turned my head to say hello back.

"Hey Rachel how are you." I said it in the most blandest way. Maybe she would catch the hint that I didn't want to talk to her. But Rachel is Rachel and she kept coming.

"I've been pretty good! I'm waiting on a call to see if I made the cut for a broadway show next January. What have you been up to?" I couldn't take it.

"You're just gonna pretend that nothing happened? Is that how this is gonna go? How could you have just left me like that Rachel? To have Finn come over to where we lived, together. And just. How could you?" I had that snappy whispering going on.

"Don't start with this again, Quinn." She gave me a stern look. She turned around to see if Finn had come back from talking with his friends but e was still standing at their table with his back turned to us. "We already talked about this."

"Talked about this? Are you fucking kidding me? All you said was, 'Finn and I are together again. I'll come over tomorrow to get my things.' There was no closure in that, no actual break up. So no. We didn't talk about this."

"So what do you want to talk about then? You wanna know why I went back to him? Is that what you want?" She had her arms crossed in front of her.

"Well that would be a nice start." She rolled her eyes and snickered.

"Because I still loved him. Is that what you wanted to hear? That I still had those feelings for him that never went away? I didn't want to hurt you, Quinn." Her face softened. "What we had was nice. But, it wasn't what I needed. If we stayed together longer then it would be guaranteed that I wouldn't have even gotten the call back that I did."

My heart sank all the way to my feet. It made me feel as if everything we went through together, and everything we overcame. And on top of that part of all of this was her being worried that being gay wouldn't get her a job. I took my wallet out of my purse and put my money on top of the table.

"I can't believe that you just said that. You wouldn't get a stupid call back if we were together? You always had a problem with being seen with me huh. You were just too worried about what people thought about you weren't you. Don't worry, Rachel. You won't have to be worried about being seen with me in public or anything. I'm glad that everything we had means absolutely nothing to you." I got up from my chair and started to walk towards the door.

"Quinn I didn't mean it like that you know that. You know I love y.."

"Just stop right there." I turned towards her, tears falling from my eyes. "I think you are definitely going to get that call back. You're one hell of an actress. Almost had me convinced that you loved me."

I left and ran to my car and cried. I guess that the only closure I was going to get.

Brittany's POV

After seeing Quinn told me the story of what happened with her and Rachel, I was devastated. I know that Rachel had been a big part of why she was feeling the way she was, but I did just reject her not more than a week ago.

"Stop looking at me that way, Brittany. It isn't your fault. Please you have to believe me." But I couldn't help it. No matter how many times she told me, I couldn't grasp onto it. Here she was, laying in this bed. I spent a couple hours with her and then went home. I told her that I would be back first thing in the morning after I take care of things at home.

I got home that night around 9:30 and cleaned up the kitchen and the living room. I had been slacking on cleaning big time and I knew that if Santana knew that she wouldn't be too happy. AJ was sleeping on the couch, and I decided to take a break from all my cleaning to sit next to him and watch tv. I used to watch late night shows with Santana all the time. It feels like I had been so busy lately that I hadn't had any time to think about her. Between work, dance rehearsals with Mike, and everything with Quinn I haven't had much downtime. Even though everything in the house reminded me of her, I hadn't actually thought about her for about a week. And it made me scared. Scared that I was going to forget about her all together. To forget what her voice sounded like, the way she smelled. The way she would call my name when she wanted me to come to her. I layed back on the couch and looked up to the ceiling.

I have never done this before, so I don't really know what I'm doing. But I have been told that you've done amazing things for people. I am going through the hardest time in my life and I don't think anyone can really understand what I have been going through or how I feel. Mike did lose Tina but, Tina wasn't his bestfriend before they started dating. I'm pretty sure I've been in love with Santana from the moment I laid my eyes on her. Anyway, I'm here because I'm scared. I don't know what to do anymore. I feel like I'm going to forget about her. And it makes me feel guilty. Please you have to help me I don't want to lose her. I love her. I just wish she were here with me. I can't live without her. I can't do this anymore. So please. God, Jesus, or whoever I'm praying to can you please help me. Please...

I lowered my head and started crying. I layed down and put my face into the pillow. I hadn't cried for the longest time but I knew that it was coming soon.

"Santana I just want you home please come home. I can't stand coming back after work and you aren't here. I find myself waiting for you to walk through that door at night with a huge smile on your face. Please come back."