CHAPTER 5

Quinn was the first to wake up. Her head hurt like hell. She looked at Santana's clock on the nightstand, it was 7:12. Oh God. Why did I drink so much? Quinn thought. Santana moved a little which snapped Quinn out of her thoughts. She turned to her right to look at her.

"You're so beautiful, did you know that?" She whispered. Then she remembered what had happened last night, the softness of Santana''s lips on hers, how good it felt. She didn't regret anything but she didn't exactly think about the consequences.

What am I going to do now? I can't tell her how I feel. She still loves Brittany. She will never love me the way she loves her. And I don't want to lose my best friend. I can't stay, I need to clear my head before I talk to her.

She got up from bed and got dress. She carefully packed her stuff and grabbed her keys. She walked towards the bed, leaned down to kiss Santana's cheek and then left the house.

Santana woke up a couple of hours later. She noticed the empty space next to her. "Q?" She sat up, rubbing her eyes. She saw a note on her nightstand.

'I'm sorry, San. I really had to go. I'll talk to you later. Love you. – Q'

"What?" She said to herself. "I can't believe she left me."

Santana crumpled Quinn's note angrily and threw to the trash. She was beyond hurt. Why do people always leave me? What am I doing wrong? A tear rolled down her cheek, which she quickly wiped away.

She had the worst headache ever. She didn't feel like doing anything. She told her father she wasn't feeling well, so she was going to stay in bed all day. Still he made her go downstairs to have some breakfast, and then he gave her some pills.

She was a little confused about Quinn's kiss. She couldn't stop thinking about it, but she wasn't quite sure why. When Quinn kissed her she felt something she couldn't explain.

Why can't I find someone like Quinn? She'd be an amazing girlfriend. She's beautiful inside and out. I'm sure she's freaking out right now. I can't really blame her, but I'm still mad at her. Her phone buzzed and pulled her out of her thoughts. She took it from her nightstand and looked at the screen. Deep down she was hoping it was Quinn, even though she was mad at her , but it was just a text from Brittany.

'Hi, San! Do you want to go to the movies with me?' - Britts

She wasn't sure if that was a great idea, but maybe hanging out with her would make her feel better.

'Umm... sure, Britts. What time?' - San

'At 6. I'll pick you up. See ya.' - Britts

'Cool. Bye.' - San

She had about 3 hours to get ready so she took her time. While she was showering she heard her phone ring. When she got out of her bathroom checking her phone was the first thing she did. She looked at the screen and saw it was a text from Quinn. She wasn't going to read it but she was curious.

'Hey. How mad are you?' - Q

She didn't respond.

'I'll take that as 'super mad'. Please, San. I need to talk to you. I'm sorry. :( ' - Q

She was going to ignore her, she really was, but she needed to know why she left like that.

'You fucking left me, Quinn.' - San

'I'm so sorry. I needed to clear my head. Can I go to your house?' - Q

'No. I'm busy. I'm going to the movies with Brittany.' - San

'Oh. I see. Well, can we talk when you come back? Please?' - Q

'I don't know. I'll think about it. Bye.' - San

'I'll text you later. Have fun. Bye.' - Q

Santana felt bad for being a bitch to Quinn, but she was too hurt. She knew she'd eventually forgive her. It was really hard to stay mad at her. An hour later her phone rang again.

'I'm outside ;) ' - Britts

'I'll be right there.' - S

She grabbed her stuff and walked downstairs. She had her hand on the door handle when her father stopped her.

"Excuse me, where are you going?" He asked in a serious tone.

She turned around to face him. "To the movies with Brittany?"

"I thought you were sick." He furrowed his eyebrows.

"It was only a headache. I feel fine now." She gave him an innocent smile.

"Are you sure?" He walked towards Santana and touched her forehead. "I think you have a little fever."

"Dad!"

"I'm just kidding. Have fun. Love you." He kissed her cheek and spun around to go back to the living room.

"Love you too." She yelled before she closed the door.

xXxxxXx

While Santana was at the movies with Brittany, Quinn was laying in bed staring at the ceiling. She tried to read a book but she couldn't concentrate. She couldn't get Santana out of her mind. Well, it was that and the fact that she was still a little hangover.

Way to fuck things up, Fabray. You had to kiss her, didn't you? But how was I supposed to resist those lips, those full and luscious lips? I just hope I don't lose her. I don't know what I'd without her. A knock on her door pulled her out if her thoughts.

"Hi, honey. Have you decided if you are coming with me to Texas?" Judy asked her.

"I don't feel like going, mom." She gave her an apologetic look. "I'd rather stay here, if you don't mind of course."

"I'm not going to force you. But I don't want you to stay here all alone." There was a hint of concern in her voice.

"I'll be fine. Besides, I can ask Santana to stay with me for a couple of days." If she ever speaks to me again. She mentally added.

"Ok then." She left the room and Quinn went back to staring the ceiling.

I wonder if she's back yet. But I haven't even thought about what I'm going to say to her. I'm definitely not going to tell her that I'm in love with her.

Her phone buzzed. She had it next to her, in case Santana called. She picked it up and looked at the screen '1 new message from Santana'. There was a huge smile on her face.

'Hey. We can talk tomorrow.' - San

'Hi. Sure. Can I buy you lunch?' - Q

'Are you trying to bribe me, Fabray?' - San

And that's how Quinn knew Santana was starting to forgive her, by calling her Fabray.

'I would never do such thing. Is that a yes?' - Q

'It's a maybe.' - San

'Good enough. I'll pick you up at 11:30. ;)' - Q

'Fine. Nite.' - San

'Goodnight. :)' - Q

Quinn knew she was making progress. The fact that Santana agreed to go out for lunch was huge. Thanks to that she fell asleep with a smile on her face.

xXxxxXx

Santana was sitting on the couch watching tv when the doorbell rang. "It's open" She yelled.

She heard footsteps behind her. "Hi." Quinn said timidly.

"Hey." she answered coldly.

"Are you ready to go?" Quinn sat next to her.

"Hmm..."

"You know what, I'm not going to beg you, Santana. I'm really trying. And you're being a bitch." She said with a mix of anger and sadness.

Quinn was really upset, and it was Santana's fault. She was starting to feel guilty.

"I'm sorry. It's just that, when I woke up and you weren't there I felt awful. You hurt me, Quinn. How would you feel if Idid that you?" There was so much sadness in her voice, it made Quinn cringe.

"I know. I can't even begin to say how sorry I am, it's just that... "

"The kiss freaked you out." Santana said.

"Kind of. Do you remember that?" Since Santana never mentioned it on her texts she thought that maybe she forgot it happened.

"Of course I do. And it's not that big of a deal, we were drunk. Besides you were the one who kissed me, so I should be the one freaking out." Santana smirked.

"Well, you kinda kissed me back. So don't tell me you didn't like it."

"I did like it." Santana winked. "Anyway, can we just forget that ever happened and go back to our normal routine?"

Santana noticed something odd in Quinn's face, like disappointment or something. But her face went from sad to happy so fast that she didn't read too much into it.

"Sure. Does this mean you forgive me?" Quinn asked with a smile on her face.

"Sort of, first you have to take me out for lunch."

"Let's go." Quinn said excitedly.

xXxxxXx

After lunch they went to Quinn's house. They got there just when Quinn's mom was loading her suitcases on the trunk of a Taxi.

"Mom?" Quinn said with a hint of sadness in her voice. She walked towards Judy.

"Hi, Sweetie. Hi, Santana." She closed the trunk.

"Hello, Ms. Fabray." Santana responded.

"Mom, what the hell?!" Now there was anger in Quinn's voice.

"Language, Quinnie!"

"You were going to leave without even saying goodbye?" Santana held Quinn's hand for support.

"I was going to text you. Why are you so upset? By the way, I left you money in the kitchen counter."

"Are you fucking kidding me? You can't just leave without telling me!" Santana knew Quinn never used that kind of language unless she was really pissed.

"Quinn, what kind of language is that? You can't talk to your mother like that!"

"If you acted like a mother I wouldn't talk to you like this." Quinn said irritated. "You know what, never mind. Have fun." . She turned around and went inside the house, Santana walking behind her. Then she slammed the door.

"Can you believe it? Kids these days, they're hopeless." Judy told the cab driver, shaking her head.

Quinn was beyond mad. She was pacing in her living room.

"Can you believe her?! She's the worst mother ever." There was so much anger in her voice.

"Q, try to calm down." Santana sat on the couch. She felt powerless. She didn't know what to do to help her friend.

"I can't. I'm furious!" She kept pacing.

"I know, honey. But pacing around won't help you. Come here." She patted the spot next to her. Quinn sat next to her.

"I wish she would love me, you know. I feel like she doesn't care about me." She threw a cushion across the room. Santana hated to see her friend this upset.

"I think she does love you, in her own way, but she loves you. It's just that she doesn't know how to show it." Santana tried to comfort her friend.

"She doesn't love me enough." She couldn't help to cry. Santana hugged her tightly.

Santana broke the hug. "Well, I do love you." She wiped out Quinn's tears and kissed her cheek. "So forget about her and let's have fun while she's gone. Ok?"

"I love you too." Quinn smiled. "So what do you suggest we should do?"

"Umm... I don't know... yet. We'll figure something out later." Santana winked.