I've decided that this chapter should have some Quinn and Brittany in it. I wanted to write their agony… that sounded (read?) worse than I expected… but I don't care.

Don't own these characters (yet), just the plot.

Quinn's POV

I wake up from my dreamless nap and look at myself in the mirror. As expected I look like shit. My mascara had left stains on my face. My hair looked like a bird nest. So yeah, I look like shit.

After I had left the school I had gone to the supermarket to get some food. My mom has been going on a lot dates lately so I've been making most of my dinners during the weekends. Once I had collected all my stuff for dinner I went to the ice cream section.

Out of habit I picked up rainbow sherbet, Rachel's favorite, "This is so going to get my brownie points with Rach." I say before I really think about what I had just said. It finally hit me what I had done and I couldn't stop the tears rolling down my cheeks. I dropped the sherbet and ran out the store, leaving my basket in the aisle.

So now I was hungry and depressed. There were tissues and photos of me and Rachel all over my bed. Somewhere in the mess I could hear my phone play Toxic, which was Brittany's special ring tone. I quickly find it and answer.

"Hey B." I say trying to sound happy.

"Quinn, can I come over?" She asks between what I think are sobs.

"Sure, B. Are you okay?" I hear sniffle a little.

"No, I made a really big mistake. I don't want to be alone right now." Brittany replies as she starts to cry loudly on the phone.

"B, what happened?" Some where in the distance I hear a bell ring.

"Can you come open the door? I'm at your house now." Brittany says. I quickly run down stairs and open the door. If possible B looked worse that I did. Her clothes were all wet, and she was wearing mismatched shoes. Makeup was running down her face. Her usual wavy hair was halfway in a ponytail and the other half down.

"Come on B; let's get you out of these wet clothes." I usher her in and up to my room.

"Do you still have Santy's pj's?" Brittany asks as I hand her a towel.

"Yeah, do you want to wear them?" Brittany nods her head as she starts to wipe all her makeup off.

I pull Santana's clothes out of her drawer. For awhile it seemed like I was either at her house or she was at mine. But after the middle of last year are friendship became a little strained. Her clothes are still here though because she slept over last Friday. Since we're not in the Cheerio's any more we thought that we could rekindle our relationship.

"Come here B, let's sit on my bed and you can tell me what happened." I tell her as I pat the spot next to me on my bed.

Brittany climbs onto my bed and cuddles into my side, "Santy told me she loves me!" she sobs.

"Is that bad?" I ask as I rub her back.

"No! I told her I love her too, but that I couldn't break up with Artie because I love him too." I don't know how to respond to that. I always thought that B would be the cave first, but not the other way around. But B rejected Santana; I would have never expected that.

"But it was mistake. I wanted to tell her but I couldn't find her anywhere, and she won't answer her phone." Brittany whines.

"It looks like we both made mistakes this today." I mutter under my breath as I try to soothe my friend.

"Did you hurt Rachel too?" B asks.

"How did you know about that?" Were we really that obvious?

"You were always sexing Rachel up with your eyes. And I saw you two making out in the choir room, it was hot." She giggles and I can't help but smile.

"I told her that I love her, but that we couldn't be together. I broke her heart B. It was horrible; I just left her in the auditorium, standing alone. And now I'm realizing how stupid I was. I don't care if my mom will kick me out. I need Rachel; I love her to much to give her up. " Tears started rolling down my face and I try to quickly brush them away.

"You know what we should do?" Brittany says as she quickly gets up. I shake my head no.

"We should come up with a plan, like in the movies! A plan to get both of our girls back! Please, I need Santy and you need Rach." I smile at Brittany and giver a hug.

"Of course I'll help B. Do you want to sleep over tonight?" I ask.

"Yeah! Thanks Q." I get off the bed and help B get off too.

"How about we order some pizza down stairs and start on the plan?"

Slam!

"Shhh, Quinn isn't supposed to know you're here Shelby."

Ohhhh, what do you think is about to happen next! So clearly you know that Shelby is Rachel's mom. But why is she with Quinn's mom? I'm pretty sure I know hat I'm going to do next but I need someone to be my creative buddy and tell me if they like the idea. So if you're interested let me know!