Judy Fabray stands in the kitchen, making a sandwich to take to Quinn when she hears a loud crash. She rushes towards her daughter's room. Quinn is lying on the ground between her bed and the wheelchair. Judy steps forward to help but Quinn's looks stops her in her tracks.
"I can do it myself." Quinn says. She grabs onto her chair with her good arm and tries to pull herself up but falls down again. Judy moves forward slowly and lifts Quinn into the chair.
"I made you some food… its out in the kitchen…" Judy says.
"I'm not hungry." Quinn says.
"You need to eat, Quinnie." Judy says. Quinn shakes her head and Judy sighs but leaves, closing the door as she exits. Quinn grabs her phone off the nightstand and flips it over in her hand. On the back is another note: "My number is in your phone too. Just in case. Karofsky."
A/N: Sorry for the long wait. I have to share a computer with my brother for the time being so I don't have as much time to write as I would like. The next chapter might take a bit to get up, but it should be a bit longer than the others.