Chapter 12
Quinn sat quietly in her wheelchair, looking around her hospital room one more time. There is a light knock at the door and she looks up as Dave Karofsky enters.
"Karofsky, what on earth do you want?" Quinn asks.
"Thought I would come and see how you were." Karofsky says. "Heard you were getting out today. Thought it would be weird if I visited your house."
"It's weird that you're visting me at all." Quinn says. "Why are you really here? The Karofsky I know..."
"I'm hardly the Karofsky you know Quinn." Karofsky says. "Which is exactly why I'm going to be entirely honest with you. The Glee Club put me up to this. They're worried."
"Okay." Quinn says. Slowly, it dawns on her exactly what he means. "They think I'm depressed."
"Nope, but they wouldn't blame you if you were." Karofsky says. "I'm not here to tell you how to feel Quinn. I'm just here to say, if you ever need someone to talk to, my phone's always on." He hands her a small slip of paper. "Life's a dark place, Quinn. Don't let it get the better of you." Quinn is silent as Karofsky leaves. Puck and the other's show up at the door.
"We are here to bust you out, pack your things" Puck says. He looks around.
"Have you been tipped off Quinn?" Rachel asks. Crash. A vase shatters near her head. "Quinn?"
"I can't believe you asked Karofsky to come see me!" Quinn says. "I'm not depressed, I'm not suicidal! I'm perfectly fine and I need you to leave me alone! Get out!" Puck pushes Rachel out the door.
"Quinn..." Puck says. Quinn reaches for another vase of flowers. Puck ducks behind the door.
"Go away, Puck. I don't want to see you right now." Quinn orders. Puck nods and leaves. Quinn hangs her head, crying, and crumples up the paper, throwing it in the trash.