Here is chapter 7! I hope you all enjoy it! It took me a while to do, I've been so busy with school work… urgh. Cannot wait for the long weekend! WAHOOO FOUR DAYS OF DOING NOTHING! Hopefully I'll write another chapter or two.. wink wink!

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Chapter 7

Quinn

I was trapped, trapped in darkness. I couldn't find a light. I felt so cold, on the outside and the inside. There was nothing surrounding me except empty air. I was alone. I could hear my thoughts, those were the only things making noises.

You're a whore. I heard Trent's voice echoing in my head. I saw his face in the air but then it was gone, replaced by my fathers'.

My perfect little girl. I saw an image, of when I was young and he kissed my forehead. In the background, I could see Trent staring. My perfect child. My father whispered. At the time, he didn't know that Trent was there.

The next scene was Trent sitting outside, in the winter, just staring at something. This was recent. I saw myself run out to him and tell him to come inside, because it was cold. He followed me in and he told mom and dad he wanted to go to a boarding school, Dalton. I remember how Dad's face lit up, and how Mother looked sad. For the first time, I looked at Trent. He didn't seem happy, he seemed sad that they were so willing to let him go.

Another image flashed, it was the most recent image of them all. It was after Beth was born, Puck had left and it was just Trent and I.

"She looks like you." He said to me.

"I know."

"Are you going to keep her?"

"No."

"Why?"

"I'm not ready to be a mother."

"But you could be. Mom said she'd turn my old room into a nursery." He didn't have any resentment in his voice, he just continued to stare at her in awe. I could see how much he wanted to keep her, but it was my choice.

"She's going to be adopted by Shelby Corcoran." I said with finality in my voice. He opened his mouth to say something, but then walked away.

Out of everything that I'd seen, this was the only thing that made me cry. This was the only time, whoever was sending me these images let me feel what Trent was feeling. It hurt. He was hurt, angry that he didn't get a say in where he's little niece was going. Angry that no one cared about his opinion. Angry that Mom and Dad didn't bother reasoning with me.

I broke down. I feel onto my knees and I started crying. He, he just wanted someone to care. But I always acted like I didn't. Dad always favored me and Mom followed suit. He was unhappy, and there I was, sitting on my high horse thinking nothing could knock me down. Except for this.

Jeff

We waited and waiting and waiting. Finally the doctor came out, about four hours later, explaining the delay.

"She is very unstable at the moment, we had to operate slowly." He said.

"Why was she unstable? It was just a broken leg." Santana said.

"Oh. Um. Miss?"

"Lopez. Santana Lopez." She said, slightly irritated.

"Well Miss Lopez, your friend was anorexic. She hadn't eaten in months. With her being so frail, it was hard to place the bones back and fix in the internal damage that she had caused. We've hooked her up to IVs and drip so she should gain some of the vitamins she lost over the months. She will feel hunger pangs and it is going to be a painful journey." He glanced at me, with sympathy in his eyes. He knew our whole family because Georgi used to come here. He walked away. I looked around.

Nick was staring at me, with big watery eyes. Wes, David, Blaine and Kurt were also staring at me. They knew what happened with my sister. Nick was the closed to her, out of all my friends. Santana looked shocked and Brittany was crying. Trent kept on pacing up and down the room and everyone else just sat.

"I never thought Quinn would be so concerned about her weight." Rachel said, "I mean, she was perfect."

"I can't believe we didn't notice." Santana said, her voice breaking, "I mean, I get if Jeff or the Warblers didn't get it. But Brit and I are like her sisters. We've should've caught it. We're…" She broke off, "I need Beth." She looked at Puck who took out his phone and made a call.

"Who's Beth?" Wes asked softly, he had walked to Santana and put her arms around her waist. She clung onto him and Brittany. Nick hadn't moved an inch, just staring at the floor. I could see the tears falling from his eyes so I made my way over to him.

"Why. Why Quinn?" he muttered.

"Shelby's on her way. Beth'll be here soon." Puck announced to the room, this seemed to cheer Brittany up a little. Puck turned to Wes and said,

"To answer your question, Beth is my daughter. And Quinn's her mother. We gave her up for adoption and Rachel's biological mother took her. We visit her all the time, everyone in New Directions and one former warbler." He glanced at Kurt who smiled,

"I have to take the little princess shopping. Shelby doesn't know how many trends there are for little princesses now days."

"Oh." We all say. Then a figure holding a baby came into view. She rushed over to Santana who smiled when she saw her.

"Is Quinn okay?" The woman looked worried. Santana held out her arms before responding, taking the little child in them.

"She's out of surgery but we haven't been able to visit her yet."

"What happened?"

"She fell into a table," Santana said, glancing at Trent for a second, "And she collapsed. She hadn't been eating. For months apparently."

"Oh. My. God. Quinn…" The woman didn't seem angry, just distraught.

"So this is Beth?" Wes said, "Hi I'm Wes, this is David, Jeff, Nick, Blaine…" he went around introducing each of the Warblers.

"She's awake." The nurse said, coming towards us. "Only a few at a time. Who's first?"

"Hold Beth, will you?" Santana asked Wes who took the child carefully. Santana and Brittany came over to me and Santana offered her hand. I took it and I brought Kurt with me.

We got to her room and Quinn was sitting there, looking pained while her parent's were talking to her. Or yelling. It was really muffled and Quinn's eyes were bloodshot.

"No." Santana said, marching in. The minute the door opened the parents stop talking and glared at Santana. She put her hands on her hips and gave them the best bitch glare ever. Then they straightened their backs and left without a second word.

Quinn sniffled and quickly wiped away the tears from her eyes. She looked at all of us, bracing herself, like she expected that we were going to yell at her. I walked over to her side and picked up her hand.

"Hi." I whispered.

"Hey." She whispered back, she squeezed my hand slightly.

"Quinn," We turned and Brittany was standing at the door, looking slightly hurt. Santana still hadn't said a word or moved an inch. Brittany started walking forward and sat on the other side of the bed.

"Quinn, why are you starving yourself?"

"Yeah, Quinn, why?" Santana finally said, she stayed where she was and didn't move. Her voice was soft, we had to strain to hear it.

"I-I did it because I was eating too much. I couldn't put on the weight…" she said.

"Quinnn…" Brittany snuggled up close to Quinn and Quinn rested her cheek on Brittany's head.

"Santana I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what? I'm the one who should be apologizing. I didn't know. I'm a fucking failure as a friend." Tears were streaming down her face.

"No. No you're not. Don't you ever, ever say that. I'm just really good at hiding things. Remember how long I went before anyone knew I was pregnant? Or that Finn wasn't the father?" She paused and glanced at me for a moment. I gave her a small smile before she continued, "San, please. Please."

Santana, still looking unsure, came over and sat on the bed, beside Brittany. She pulled me in closer so I lay beside her. Kurt was leaning against the wall, smiling.

"Hi Q or should I say L."

Quinn blushed and giggled, "Hi K."

"Good to see you alive. Don't give us another scare like that. Seriously? So close to PROM! Who's going to wear that perfect crown on her beautifully done hair? Or who am I going to dress shop with? Besides Satan and Britbrit. But I need the Queen Bitch." He laughed and gave her a hug. She laughed, I swear it was a relief to hear her so happy.

"Of course. Once I'm out of this damn bed the bitches are back." She blew him a kiss.

"I think you should take your baby away from the warblers before they fall in love with her. I once showed David a picture of Beth and he nearly died." Kurt grinned, "Stay alive, okay darling?"

"Of course Kurtsie!"

Then he disappeared.

"You should talk to Trent." Santana said, "You have to do it at some point." Quinn nodded then Santana and Brittany kissed her cheeks and disappeared.

She turned to me and said, "Will you come back later? There's something I need to tell you."

I kissed her forehead and nodded. I started to get up when she tugged my sleeve. She pulled me back down and kissed my lips lightly. I smiled and just before I left,

"Bring Beth please?" again I nodded and retrieved her from Wes who didn't want to give her up.

I gave her to Quinn who smiled and then Trent entered. He scowled at me and I shoved past him.

Quinn

Having Beth in my arms made me feel so much better. I loved her tiny little smile, her hands, her face, her feet, her everything. Her hair had started growing, thank god not a Mohawk but instead beautiful curly locks.

"Hi Lucy." Trent was the only one who called me Lucy. He'd only do it in front of our parents or people who used to know Lucy or in private. Never in public.

I looked at him, he had tears falling from his eyes and he opened his mouth.

"Lucy I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said those things. I was angry. Furious. I felt like…"

"You felt like you were always everyone's second choice." I said, with finality in my voice.

He didn't say anything, just nodded in agreement.

"What you said was true. I was a whore, a cheater. I really should've gotten pregnant but I did. But I have a miracle in my arms. I don't regret it. I really don't. Sometimes I wish I didn't give her up, but what life could she have lived with us? Mom and Dad are dysfunctional; Dad's never home, Moms constantly trying to impress him. I'm basically raising myself and screwing myself up. You're away at boarding school. I wish I could've kept her, I really do Trent. You could've been an uncle and…" then something struck me.

"Have you held her yet?"

"No." he whispered, "You gave her away right after she was born. I've never had time, nor known where Shelby lives to go visit her."

I nodded and beckoned him forward. I carefully held out my arms and he took her.

"Hi." He whispered quietly to her. He had a smile on his face, the tears had dried up and I could see a little light in his eyes.

"Hi Beth. I'm your uncle. Uncle Trent. But you can call me T."

"Take her outside and play with her. Be careful, Brittany's very protective over her." I said. He nodded, eyes not leaving Beth as he exited.

"Send Jeff back in!" I called after him. He nodded.

A few minutes later, a blond head popped in.

"Hey baby girl." He said as he walked towards me.

"Hi." I said, suddenly feeling shy.

He slid into the bed with me, his warm body pressed against mine. I rested my hand on his chest and leaned into him. He casually stroked my hair, running his fingers up and down and occasionally down my back, which gave me shivers, in a good way.

"We have to talk about something." I said. He looked at me, hazel eyes questioning. I took a deep breath and said,

"My real name's Lucy. Lucy Quinn Fabray. I used to be fat, have pimples, was ugly as hell and no one used to talk to me. When my parent's got transferred into Lima, I started up ballet, found out that I was athletic and lost the weight. I got cream for the acne and I asked my dad if I could get a nose job. I became the captain of the cheerios, Santana and Brittany by my side. Then, sophomore year, when I was dating Finn, I had sex with Puck and got pregnant. Coach kicked me off the cheerios and people treated me like crap. That was probably the worst year of my life. But Beth's beautiful and that's all the matters. After that, junior year, I met Sam. We dated and then Finn was… egging me on, I guess. I fell right back into his arms, unfortunately, cheating on Sam in the processes. Finn was the captain of the football team and I was the captain of the cheerios. Then after regional's or something he picked Rachel over me and I was heartbroken. I vowed never to go back to him. But I felt sad and I turned to food to comfort me. I put back on a bit of weight and the only way I could control the urges to eat was to not eat. Then somewhere along the way, I just didn't eat at all. And now I'm here." I took a breath, waiting for him to say something. He kissed the top of my forehead before opening his mouth.

"Well, my real name is Jeffrey Julian Sterling. I used to have brown hair, like Alec but I have been dying it for about three years now. I used to be slightly over weight but then I started running and now I'm on the track and field team at Dalton. My family is very close knit. We all take care of each other, hence the reason why I'm so close with Alec and Seth. Georgina was our only sister. She was beautiful. She had brown hair, like Alec's and was skinny, no matter how much she ate somehow the weight wouldn't show. She got into modeling and she dropped out of school, though on weekends Seth and I used to tutor her. One day, after a particular large meal, I walked in on her throwing up." He paused, closing his eyes for a moment before continuing the story, "Apparently, one of the photographers had made a joke about her being the heaviest model on set, even though she was barely 100 pounds. She promised me that this was a one-time thing. But it wasn't. I kept and eye on her and I didn't tell anyone. Seth started noticing things and he finally confronted her about it, that's when she told the whole family. We did everything we could, we gave her smaller, healthier portions so that her stomach wouldn't get upset and want to get rid of the food. She was clever; she always threw up when she could get out our sight for a few seconds. Then, a few months ago, she collapsed at a shoot. She died on set." Tears started pouring down his face.

I reached up and wiped them away with my hand. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him in for a hug. He wrapped his arms around me, tight.

"That's why you have the bracelet of her name. I knew she wasn't your girlfriend because you mentioned her name as your sister." I said.

"Everyone in the family has her name on a bracelet. But Seth, Alec and I are going to get her name tattooed on our wrists this weekend. So she'll be here forever."

"Oh Jeff." I said. 'He must be in so much pain. She only died a few months ago and he was so close to her.'

"You better get better, Lucy. I don't want to have to tattoo your name on my wrist too." He said. I looked at him.

"You called me Lucy." I said, surprised.

"Do you not want me to? I just thought it's better, since your beautiful and Lucy was your original name."

"You can call me Lucy, just not went people other then Santana, Brit or Trent's around." I said, looking at him. He smiled and said,

"Okay, whatever you say, Lucy."

The way he said my name, made my stomach do flips.

I leaned in and chastely kissed his lips.

"Aw, that's all I get?" he whined. I smiled at him and pressed mine lips against his again, opening his mouth with my tongue. After a few moments he pulled away, saying,

"That's better." I laughed.

Santana, followed by Brittany, Wes and Nick came into the room.

"Hiya." Wes said, "The New Directions wanted to come in but the nurses kind of shooed them away saying only CLOSE friends. Nick and I managed to squeeze in. Oh and by the way," Wes glanced at me shyly, "Your baby's so adorable."

"Thanks." I replied.

"We got the nurses to set up two cots in here. Where we will be sleeping, Brit and I." Santana said.

"You guys have to go to school, you know that right?" I said.

"Come on Quinn. Someone has to spend the days with you."

"You can, by phone. Tomorrow morning, all of you, " I glanced at the warblers too, "Are going back to school."

"There's no point arguing with Quinn once she has her mind made up." Santana said rolling her eyes. The nurses set up the cots and Wes and Santana shared one and Brittany and Nick on the other.

"Night, Q." Santana said. Brittany had already dosed off and Nick was whispering to Jeff about something or another. Santana had delicately placed herself in Wes's arms much to his delight. I smiled, I was happy that Santana had found someone who couldn't be torn down by her nature.

"Night S." I replied. Jeff turned to me and said,

"Sleeping already?"

"Yeah. You can talk to Nick, I don't mind." I replied.

"No it's cool. Let's sleep darling." He said. I snuggled in closer to him and gripped him tightly.

"My personal teddy bear." I said, breathing in deeply his scent.

He chuckled and said, "My beautiful golden tabby cat."

"Very specific."

He grinned at me, "I used to have one."

"I used to have a teddy bear too. Now I got an upgrade."

"Me too. Me too."

He kissed my head lightly and I fell asleep, surrounded in his warmth.

I hope you guys liked it! I love Santana and Wes together, they are just so cute. But I also like Brittana… god … it's so hard to choose who you want your characters to be with!

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