A Very 'Quick' Family

It had been a month. Puck and I got back from our honeymoon about a week before. We didn't go anywhere special, just Florida to watch some show choir performances. We didn't do much watching though. We spent every waking moment on top of each other. When we went to watch the competitions, we ended up making out the entire time. We got kicked out of the mall for making out, because this douche complained. But, oh well. As long as I was with Puck, I was happy.

"Morning, babe." Puck rolled over and kissed me.

"Hey." I said with a smile.

"How's the house hunt going?" He asked.

"It's been well. I found some cute little ones that would work. We can go look at some later today if you want to."

"I would love it!" Puck kissed me again, and we started making out….And I think you know what happened from there. We're newlyweds, what do you expect?

"This house has three bedrooms, three bathrooms, a basement, a two car garage, and an office space. The kitchen comes with the appliances, the normal refrigerator, stove, dish washer. The space in between the dining room and the living room is open, and there is a walk in pantry. Now if you'll follow me upstairs to see the master bedroom…" The realtor explained.

"I don't know, babe. It seems like much." Puck whispered.

"But this has everything we need, Puck." I whined.

We continued up the stairs. The master bedroom was gorgeous. It had carpet flooring, two walk in closets, and the bathroom—oh my god the bathroom. It was amazing. Ceramic tiling, two sinks, clawed bath tub, it was heaven.

"What's the price?" Puck asked.

"The retail price is around $497,000." The realtor responded.

All the color drained out of Puck. "Can we get back to you?"

"Of course! Just call me when you have an answer!" She was always so cheerful.

The drive home was silent. Puck didn't even hold my hand. Why was he so upset? It was just a house.

We got home and everything went down the drain. It was like that happiness from the morning was gone.

"Puck… Are you okay?" I asked.

"No, Quinn. I'm not." He snapped. "497,000 dollars for our first house? Really? That is way too much! We don't need two walk in closets, three bedrooms, a basement. We don't need any of that! We just need room for us two!"

"And what about when we start a family? What are we going to do then?" I argued.

"Quinn, that's 11 months away! We planned this before we got married! We are waiting until a year after we are married to have kids!" He yelled back.

"And what about then? We have to buy a whole new house! If we just have this house already, it's fine!" I could feel the tears welling. This was our first fight as a married couple, and it was over a house.

"So? We buy a new house! We cannot afford all of that!" He grabbed his coat and keys and walked out the door with a slam.

I was sobbing by now. It reminded me of when I left Puck's to live with Mercedes when I was pregnant with Beth.

Flashback

"I'm moving in with Mercedes."

"What?! Why?" Puck asked, really pissed off.

"You lied to me."

"Babe, that was forever ago. I told you, I'm sorry. I tried to resist Santana. But, I'm young. Girls have this power over me. But, hey it's all good!" He smiled.

"It's definitely not all good. I thought you wanted to be with me."

"I told you, I do. Like a lot! But, you STILL haven't given it up to me since I knocked you up. And I've accepted that lately. I haven't done anything with anybody!"

"Don't you dare lie to me." I grabbed his phone, and there they were. Even more sexts from Santana.

"Baby, I'm a dude. I have needs." He said.

"This is why I'm giving Beth up. Because I can't trust you if you're going to just be here for her, and leave to get other girls pregnant." I grabbed my bag and slammed the door.

End of Flashback

Was that where he was? Having sex with Santana? I grabbed my laptop and checked the tracking on his phone, and grabbed my keys.

Oh no! First Quick fight! D; I'm sorry, guys. It'll get better, I promise! Quinn got a little stalker-ish for a second there, but oh well! Review, Favorite, Follow. Thanks!