Sirens blared everywhere as the scene unfolded just outside of Lima, Ohio.
Police cars, fire trucks, and the ambulance were there, along with news broadcasters and newspaper writers. This was the story of the year, everyone thought, as more and more people started to make their way towards the scene. A red Volkswagen was toppled over, as they tried to get the passenger out of the car. Reporters stood by as they broadcasted the scene directly behind them.
"Right outside of Lima, a tragedy has struck. Witnesses say that a car crash is the cause of this horrific scene. Officers and medics are working to try and figure out the cause and to see if the people involved need any medical attention. Names are not being released as of now, but we'll come back with an update later," a newswoman said as she looked behind her.
Rachel waited, calling off the wedding until Quinn got here. It was 5:30, she should've been here, she thought as she looked around the room. Finn was impatient, annoyed that she chose Quinn over him.
"Quinn hated you, Rachel, c'mon, let's just go, alright? She had her chance." He said angerly.
"Are you serious right now?" Rachel said, looking at Finn. She was offended, and she knew that this wedding didn't mean a single thing without Quinn. She shook her head, before checking her phone again. "I'm waiting."
Finn just stood there, shocked that Rachel just walked away. He shook his head, forgetting about what he's girlfriend, if he could call her that, had just done.
Rachel checked her phone again, but she got nothing.
All of a sudden, Kurt walked in, pursing his lips together. His face was white. He looked over to Rachel, before back at everyone else. "Quinn's been in an accident, her mom just called. She's in the hospital," he said quietly, looking at Rachel.
Rachel's heart dropped, worried about what this meant. Would she be okay? Was she even alive? All of this time, she was impatient and wondering if she really did hate her, but she didn't. She was on her way. She nodded at Kurt, as she grabbed her purse and followed him and everyone else, leaving Finn behind.
She never looked back.
In the hospital, Santana sat with Quinn's mom, with Brittany on her other side. As soon as Rachel came in, she stood up, before giving her a small hug. "You came," she said with a whisper, looking back at Judy. "She's in the ER right now."
Rachel swallowed hard. This shouldn't be happening. Her best friend shouldn't be in the hospital, almost dying. She looked at Santana again, and she sat down on the chair next to Judy. "It'll be okay," she whispered, trying to console her. On the inside, she just wanted to go and see Quinn. She just wanted to make sure she was okay, that her friend was okay. She needed to get in there now, she thought, as she stood up.
"Where are you going?" Santana asked, looking at Rachel with a puzzled look.
"Just for a walk, I'll be back," Rachel said, before walking away, trying to hold back her tears.
She found a t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants, changing out of the wedding dress. It wasn't right, not with Quinn in the ER and with her feelings towards Finn fake. That's all they were. They were only there to try and make her feelings for Quinn to disappear.
But it was no use.
She had feelings for Quinn, and all of those times, she had tried to hide them and play them off as feelings for Finn. It didn't work though, and now, and now she might not even get the chance to tell her that. That she actually loved her.
She sat down against the wall, holding her knees to her chest, letting the tears fall. She tries to get them all out, but it was no use. She had feelings for the girl, and she should've just said something. If she would've told her right there in the wedding shop, then she wouldn't be here. Quinn would be fine, hell, Quinn would be her girlfriend. She let out more tears before she heard a pair of footsteps walk towards her. They were Santana's.
She looked up, not even bothering to cover up her eyes. She looks up at Santana and cries some more, wishing there was something that she could do to make the pain go away. Santana sat down next to her and held her close, patting her head to try and get her to stop crying. "Shh, Niña, it'll be okay," she said, shaking her head, hoping that she was right. She knew that Rachel was in love with Quinn, and she knew that Quinn loved Rachel. It's the fact that the two never admitted it to each other that made it so hard.
After a few more minutes, the two walk back to the waiting room, both with their make-up fixed. Santana sat next to Brittany and held her hand, and Rachel went and sat next to Kurt, trying to keep it together. A nurse comes out, asking for family. Judy stands up and looks at Rachel, knowing that the girl wanted to see her. That Quinn would want to see her. She lets Rachel go, and sits back down, knowing that Rachel needed to say some things to her. She knew it would make Quinn happy right now, and that's all she needed. Happiness.
Rachel followed the nurse to Quinn's room. She held back tears as she saw Quinns body all bruised and bandaged. The side of her face was bruised deep, and it took everything in her power as Rachel looked back at her. She sat in the chair next to her, thinking of all the times she wished she could say that she loved Quinn. At prom, earlier this fall, when Quinn got accepted into Yale, at the wedding shop. The days and moments were endless. She put her hand on top of Quinn's, trying to comfort the girl. She looks back up, saying a quick little prayer before she looks back at Quinn. She can't take it anymore as she starts to cry, letting the tears fall. "Goddammit, Quinn. I fucked this up. I shouldn't have argued with you, and I shouldn't have tried to marry Finn. I don't even love him. I only dated him to get closer to you," she said, shaking her head. "Doesn't that sound silly? I only dated him because I wanted to be closer to you. I wanted to be with you Quinn, but I was too afraid to say anything. I just didn't want to admit my feelings and then have you reject them. I was so afraid of being rejected, Q. I just…I didn't…I wasn't thinking and now I won't be able to even tell you how I feel. I won't be able to tell you how much I love you and how I want to propose to you and tell you how beautiful you look in white. I want to fall so in love with you, Quinn, and I already have. And you'll never even know. That's the worst part, Quinn. I love you and you'll never know," she said, hearing the beeps get slower.
She tries to calm herself down, before she feels something squeeze her hand.
"Rachel?"
