"I'm singing," Quinn's hoarse voice broke the silence in the glee room. All heads, except the one she had been staring at, turned to face her. Mr. Schue nodded, afraid to shatter her, and Quinn silently made her way to the microphone.
Hope life's been good to you
since you've been gone
I'm doin' fine now-I've finally moved on
It's not so bad-I'm not that sad
I'm not surprised just how well I survived
I'm over the worst, and I feel so alive
I can't complain-I'm free again
And it only hurts when I'm breathing
My heart only breaks when it's beating
My dreams only die when I'm dreaming
So, I hold my breath-to forget
Don't think I'm lyin' 'round cryin' at night
There's no need to worry, I'm really all right
I've never looked back-as a matter of fact
And it only hurts when I'm breathing
My heart only breaks when it's beating
My dreams only die when I'm dreaming
So, I hold my breath-to forget
It only hurts when I breathe
Mmm, no, I've never looked back-
as a matter fact
And it only hurts when I'm breathing
My heart only breaks when it's beating
My dreams only die when I'm dreaming
So, I hold my breath-to forget
Hurts when I'm breathing
Breaks when it's beating
Die when I'm dreaming
It only hurts when I breathe
Quinn wasn't crying, but she was trembling slightly. Everyone was looking at her, except Sam. Sam's head was turned to the side.
Quinn gently forced Sam to look at her once they were alone in the glee room.
"It was for you," she murmured. Sam looked at her.
"Thanks," he muttered bitterly and left, Quinn on his heels. To her horror, the second he got to his locker, he was slushied. Quinn ran over to Karofsky. She slapped him across the face and dragged Sam into the teacher's lounge bathroom, starting to wash away the ice.
"Why are you doing this?" Sam muttered, as she ran a warm cloth through his hair.
"Because you don't deserve to be slushied, and I don't let people I care about get hurt," She sighed.
"But it hurts when you're here," Sam shook his head slightly. Quinn pouted.
"It hurts when you're gone," she countered.
"Did you ever want to be with me ever? Did you ever realize when you kissed me a little too enthusiastically our when you held my hand when we were alone?" Sam asked her.
"I never really knew until I hurt you. When you left, it was like the world was ripped out from under me. I am so glad you are talking to me again," she sighed. Sam took the towel and stood up.
"Don't get too used to it, I'm still angry and hurt," Sam admitted and left. Quinn nodded to herself, Sam was right. She needed to let him heal before she tried to tell him how damn sorry she was.
But every time he didn't look at her, it broke her a little bit more.