A/N: Hello readers, sorry for the late update, had to help my best friend through a bit of a rough time. Anyway, I should tell you that I lied a little last chapter and promised no angst, but I did give you guys some Faberry to even it out!

So I hope you like this chapter! Thank you to superflyse for all the help and to everyone whose reading this story!

Chapter Four: It's worse than before

As Mr. Schue scrawled the word ballad on the board all her memories of upcoming events rushed back to Quinn, she remembered the next few days so well even if she'd tried to block them from her mind it didn't stop her recalling the chastity dress fitting, the dinner with her parents and Finn and strangely enough she retained the memory of Rachel crushing on Mr. Shue. So when Glee came around, the pregnant teenager couldn't help but become irritated with the thought of Rachel liking anyone but her. She knew it was stupid, since it only lasted a few days but it had put her on edge and so as she sat down next to Mike, Quinn tried to come up with a plan to stop the tiny diva from being partnered with their teacher.

Okay, think Quinn think! The girl bit her lip in concentration, using the few minutes whilst the late comers of the club trailed in to figure something out. Yet all her effort eventually went to waste when it became apparent that Finn wasn't going to turn up. I must have really hurt his pride if he's not coming to Glee.

Luckily for Quinn, since Matt was off ill and although she knew that she should call her new friend, all her focus was on the fact that the numbers were even and she decided that checking up on the Jock would have to wait. When Mr. Schue finished the explanation of the task, Puck stood up and made his way to the front of the room and just like last time, he picked out Mercedes' name from the hat of fate. Next up was Artie, he rolled himself forwards and the pregnant blonde slumped back in her chair as he called out her name.

Tina was next up, her expression dropping as she made her selection, "Other Asian..." The Goth said with slight irritation. Quinn covered her mouth with her hand, trying to suppress her laugh, finding both of her friends reaction's hilarious but wanted to seem sympathetic.

Quinn then kicked Kurt's chair, trying to rush him so the lesson could be over and done with. The boy sent a quick annoyed look back but continued onward, putting his hand in the hat and drawing out one of the pieces of paper quickly.

"Rachel." The boy said a little disgruntled.

Damn it, why does he get her? She cursed silently, still irritated that fate hadn't put her and Rachel together. In the end it was only Santana and Brittany left and so they were obviously matched together.

Kurt raised his hand a little after the pairs were selected and Rachel was quick to put herself forwards with Mr. Schue to demonstrate an example of a ballad. Quinn sat in a silent annoyance, knowing there was nothing she could do to prevent them singing together which had previously been the way Rachel developed feelings for the older man.

Perfect, absolutely perfect. Quinn thought forlornly, I wish she was singing to me.

Much to the time travelers surprise, her wish came true and the ballad went nothing like it had before. It started with both leads singing to one another but as the song went on, Rachel cast a quick look around the room until her eyes locked with Quinn's in a smouldering gaze and from that moment neither of them could turn away and all her worries about Finn and his disappearing act were long forgotten.

Neither of the girls noticed, as the rest of the gleeks attention settled on them, watching them in awe as the two supposed enemies eye-fucked each other in the middle of the room.

What is she doing to me? Quinn asked herself, her breath escaping her as Rachel's eyes flickered down to her lips as she stepped closer. Oh dear god!

The blonde's hands flew out to the sides of her chair, tightening her grip as the diva sung directly to her. It was as it time had stopped and it were only the two of them left in the room, forgetting completely about the others. Quinn couldn't even hear Puck as he simply stated, "So hot." as he sat on the top row of the risers.

Her next action was uncontrollable, she just had to see what Rachel would do. So she snaked the tip of her tongue across her bottom lip, slowly and teasingly. Unfortunately for the ex-cheerleader, she missed whatever reaction she may have possibly caused when she was brought out of her trance by Mr. Schue clapping his hands and stopping the song.

"Okay, something like that,," He unsteadily proclaimed, unsure of what else to do.

"Um, I-yes..." Rachel trailed off, her blush darkened and she spun around on the balls of her feet, walking to the other side of the room to sit next to Kurt with her eyes now peering down at the floor. The gleeks were soon after dismissed and Quinn was quick to exit the room, the girl took the few seconds she had alone to draw in a shaky breath, only just getting over the girl's performance.

"So..." Tina appeared beside her.

"What?" The ex-skank asked, seeing the smug smile the girl was directing at her.

"Nothing." Tina trailed beside her friend, her voice turning into a whisper, "Quinn and Rachel, sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-"

The blonde groaned and pushed her friend away from her, the Goth was forced to stop singing the rhyme but only because she was laughing that she was finding it difficult to breathe, let alone finish the song. At least Rachel was looking at me when she was singing, that has to be a step in the right direction at least...

oOo

Going home that night, Quinn was met was an overly eager mother and a dress hung on her door. She took her time to change, mentally preparing herself for the conversation between herself and her mother. Just breath, It's going to be fine.

Her mother walked in, taking in the image of her daughter in the white dress and sighed happily.

"Oh sweetie, I'm so proud of you." The woman cooed, adjusting the bottom of the dress slightly, "The chastity ball is so important to your father."

Quinn saw her mother taking a sip from her glass, the teenager cringed and held back a remark. She's going to notice, it's now, she figures it out now! She bit her lip nervously, her panic starting to build when her mom, stood back up and started to zip up the dress.

"Huh, that's odd, we had this custom made a month ago." The woman muttered, trying just one more time to seal the dress before giving up.

"I had a really big lunch today at school, really big tacos." Quinn knew the excuse was unbelievable, but as she stood with her mother looking at her with that hint of disappointment, the pressure got to her and she ended up reciting exactly what she'd said last time.

Judy paused, her expression was blank. "No worries sweetie." She smiled, "We'll just take it down to the tailor tomorrow and let it out a little bit."

The woman moved a piece of Quinn's hair behind her ear and the ex-cheerleader could see the sadness in her mother's eyes, "The problem here honey is, I-I don't think you've been getting enough exercise ever since you quit the cheerios, am I right?"

"Yeah-yeah that's right." Quinn agreed, nodding her head and watching her mom through the mirror as she circled the tape measure around her waist.

"I mean, you used to spend hours everyday doing back flips and high kicks and now, I mean now you spend all your free time sitting on a stool in the dark singing show tunes." She stopped just In front of the teenager, ignoring the wateriness off the younger girls eyes and continued, "Do you know how many calories you burn singing? Not very many."

"JUDY!" A loud man's voice boomed from another room in the house, Quinn turned and breathed in slowly, "Hold on," The man grinned, wobbling slightly on his feet, "Oh, I don't wanna see."

"...Daddy, we're not getting married." The time traveler told her father, her hands balling as he kissed her cheek and then moved backwards for a better look. I hate him, look at him, he only cares about his reputation and letting everyone know he was the perfect daughter.

"Oh look at you." He said as he took a seat with his wife on the back of the leather sofa, "speaking of marriage, how's that boy you've been dating?"

"W-we broke up." Quinn spoke hesitantly.

"He wasn't pressuring you was he?" Judy raised her eyebrow.

"No-No!" She shook her head.

"Then why are you not seeing him any more?" Her father's tone now lowered.

"W-we just didn't fit." The pregnant girl tried to explain but when she saw her father's frown she decided to run with another idea, "he's also getting kicked off the football team soon, so my popularity would be put at risk."

"Good move, sweetheart." Her father gave her a nod, "We need to think about the family name and how people see us, you need to be dating a man with a future.

"Yes, daddy." Quinn replied quietly, waiting until she was alone to turn back to the mirror. This is about to get complicated. She let her eyes slide shut as she wondered what the future would bring now things are starting to change.

oOo

Her next day at school went by quickly and uneventfully. When the bell sounded for the end of the day Quinn found Mike by his car and persuaded him to drive her to work. Promising that they could stop off by the comic book store on the way, he agreed.

Okay, It's your first day, make a good impression. Quinn told herself as she walked into the book shop, smiling instantly as she spotted Peter stacking a shelf in the far corner of the room. The old man turned around at the sound of the bell above the door, alerting him of the teen's arrival.

"Hello Quinn, can you give me a hand?" He turned to look down at her from the top of the ladder, pointing at the small pile of books to his side.

"Sure." The girl nodded, making her way over and handed them up, one by one.

"Thank you, dear."

"No problem, that's what I'm here for, right?"

"Absolutely." He agreed and then pointed to another set of books, "Can you set those up in the window display, please?"

Quinn walked over and picked up the publications, taking her time to place them down neatly. Just as she finished up, the girl heard the door open and close but was too busy to see who it was that entered, that was until she saw the customers reflection in the glass.

"Karofsky." She muttered, turning around slowly until she came face to face with the tall boy.

"Fabray-" He was cut off when the girls arms wrapped around his neck.

The time traveler wasn't sure exactly why she did it, but as she looked at the jock, all she could think of was his suicide attempt and the relief it was to see him stood before him with his forehead creased.

"What the hell?" The boy shrieked in surprise, feeling surprised beyond belief that Quinn Fabray was hugging him. Although, he didn't really have a problem with her, it was still weird since they'd never really been friends.

Holy crap! Quinn retracted her arms and moved away the moment she realized what she was doing. I can't believe I just did that, you're supposed to be acting normal or at least believable, I can only imagine what he's thinking right now.

"I'm so sorry," she said slowly, stepping further backwards, hoping that the distance would make the situation a little less awkward for the pair of them. It didn't.

"You just hugged me." He stated with a frown, "Why did you do that?"

"...Um, would you believe that I'm just happy to see you?" She asked.

"No." He deadpanned, folding his arms and looking anywhere that wasn't Quinn.

"Well, that's what I'm going with." She replied, walking over to the counter blushing brightly. He followed after her, since there was nothing else he could do.

"I was just, um picking up a book." He stuttered, embarrassed that he couldn't think of anything to day.

"What book was it?" Her eyebrow arched, questioningly.

"Northern Lights, from His Dark-"

"Materials." Quinn finished, "I know, I've read them, they're really good."

Although Karofsky was fighting a smile, Quinn caught it. Maybe this is a sign, if I can befriend him, then, I might be able to help him through coming out.

"D-don't give me any spoilers." He rushed, not wanting the book's ending to be ruined.

"I won't." She laughed lightly, "You know, we have a coffee machine upstairs so if you ever want to maybe get some peace and quiet, you should just come here."

"...Y-yeah, I might do that." He shrugged, although he knew that he'd probably take her up on the offer quite soon.

"Right." She shook her head with amusement, knowing it would take more than one try to win him over but also looking forward to having the chance to do it.

Without bothering to make further conversation, Quinn directed the Jock upstairs to the Fantasy genre and told him whereabouts he would be able to find the book. Not long after, Karofsky returned down the stairs, paid and left the shop.

Now to just make it through the rest of the day...

oOo

Quinn walked up to her front door slowly, dragging her feet along the floor. I'm so tired, I think I could sleep for a month.

"Mom?" She called entering the house, taking off her bag from her shoulder and placing it by the stairs to take up later. When she stepped into the dining room she instantly knew something was wrong and as her head turned painfully slowly to the far side of the room she was met with the sight of Finn. Oh no no no no no!

This wasn't the way she'd planned it, everything was going so well and now, it would all come crashing down. The mixed looks of disappointment and disgust on her parents' faces said it all, they knew, Finn had told them, she was about to lose it all again.

Her heart rate increased and she found herself short of breath and yet all she could do was stand and stare in silence, knowing her fate was inevitable but doing nothing to fight it.

"Mr. Hudson tells me you have something to say to us, Quinnie," Her father said, his face blank giving off no emotions, "what have you done?"

"N-nothing, it's nothing daddy!" She answered him weakly. The first time she went through this was once too much, Quinn couldn't believe she was having to do it all again, it physically drained her of everything.

"Stop lying, just tell the truth for once!" Finn growled, slamming his fist onto the dining room table.

"Someone explain to me what is going on, now!" Russell demanded, his eyes burning into Quinn's.

There was a short moment were the time traveler looked at the jock with watery eyes, begging silently for him to not give her up. She wasn't ready, it was so much harder in life than it was on paper. The plan was to keep it a secret for just a little while longer until she found somewhere to stay, but the crooked smirk on the teenage boy's face told her she wasn't going to get her way.

"Mr. Fabray, your daughter is pregnant." He snarled, his eyes never leaving Quinn's and after he spoke, he got up from where he was sitting and decided now was the right time to leave.

"Where do you think you're going, we're not done!" Mr. Fabray's nostrils flared at the boys rudeness.

"Why should I, It's not like it's my baby, is it? Finn replied and the girl could see the small ounce of sadness in his tone.

"How could you?" Quinn croaked as he passed her.

"Karma's a bitch." Finn told her with a look of hatred.

"You don't even know what Karma is!" Quinn yelled back in his face, feeling her anger towards him burning in the pit of her stomach. He had never hurt her like this before, and that would include proposing to Rachel. Thanks to him she was about to be disowned and abandoned by her family and all because she tried to do the right thing and tell him the truth.

"Yeah well, I don't care, you're the bitch that cheated on me and you deserve everything you get." Her retorted and her expression dropped, Is he right? Was all of this happening because of all the bad things you've done?

Finn stopped briefly, taking one last glimpse at his ex-girlfriend, smiling as he watched a tear spill over and fall down her cheek, it was a smile that said, "I win."

"Is he telling the truth?" Russell asked evenly, she could tell the only reason he was letting the boy leave was so he could get the truth out of her without any further interruptions.

She couldn't speak, she felt her throat close tightly and all that came out a was squeak. The teenager could feel more tears building but she blinked them away quickly, she didn't want her father to see her cry, she had to fight for whatever dignity she had left.

Her father shook his head and placed his hands over his wife's shoulder and said the two words that Quinn had been waiting for, "Get. Out."

"Daddy-" She whimpered, her hands and legs trembling.

"You have thirty minutes to pack your bags." The man said with cold anger, causing her to flinch although she had been completely prepared for the outburst since the moment she she stepped in the door to find her ex in her home. "Then I want you out of my house."

She backed out of the room unsteadily, not even bothering to argue because there was no point and she knew it. It took her less time to collect her stuff, since she was more prepared and had everything ordered a few nights ago, just in case. When she returned down the stairs, she saw her mother standing in the doorway, tears in her eyes. Quinn's only hope had been in her mother and all of that hope vanished as the woman turned away, clearly siding with her husband to turf out of their pregnant sixteen year old from her home.

Why is this so much harder than last time?

The younger blonde headed out into the cold, walking endlessly before finding herself outside of Tina's house. It took a few minutes for someone to open the door but when it finally did Quinn broke down, falling into the confused arms of Tina's mother who caught her and held her close, looking to her own daughter for help.

The gothic teenager moved and took her mom's place, "It's okay Quinn, it's going to be okay." I'm not so sure...

Next chapter: Rachel tries to get someone's attention, some Matt, Tina and Mike and I think some Quick bonding.

Review? Tell me your thoughts, ideas for future chapters or maybe just something you like so far? :)