Quinn Pov

Daddy died two weeks later. He died in his sleep, when I was at school. That's what my mom tells me anyway. That's the last thing she said to me, now she doesn't talk at all anymore. She doesn't do a lot of things anymore, Britt does most of the things around the house now. I don't really talk anymore either, I just don't have anything to say. Its not because I'm hurting and I don't know how to tell anyone. It's because I'm hurting and I just don't want to push that hurt on anyone. Pierce's stand tall no matter what.

The funeral was really sad, I cried. I cried a lot actually. It hurt to say goodbye to daddy. It hurt knowing the last picture of him in my mind is him so lifeless when he was had so much life in him. Brittany cried more than I did I think. She had Santana to lean on. I refused to lean on my big sister when she was hurting so much. It wasn't right. I did hold her hand though, hoping it would make her feel better. Everyone spoke very highly of my daddy, which I thought was nice. My daddy was the bestest person in the whole world. No one could compare to him.

Now I'm just sitting on the couch watching TV, I have homework to do but I just don't have any motivation to do it. TV is so much more fun then doing homework. Britt is in the kitchen talking to our mom, or at least trying. Mom is just sitting down at the kitchen table, not talking back to Britt. I could hear what my older sister was saying and some of it I wish I didn't have to hear.

"Mom, you need to get your shit together." Brittany said to our mother, "I know you're hurting everyone in this house is hurting. You have a daughter who needs you right now." There was a pause I assume it was her waiting for mom to answer her. She didn't though. She never does. "Mom you can't just wallow in your own self pity. Quinn needs you. I need you." My older sister sounded so heart broken that it made tears well up in my eyes. "Mom if you keep acting like this Q can't stay here with you."

My heart just went down into my stomach again. It hasn't done this since they told us the news about dad. Brittany couldn't just take me away could she? She can't take me away from mom. I need mom. I already lost dad she can't take away mom too. I wont let her, she can't.

I charged into the kitchen, standing square to my sister, arms crossed over my chest. She turned to me when I cleared my throat, raising an eyebrow at my defensive stance. "Is there something you need Quinn?" she asked trying to get her voice back to normal.

"You can't take me away." I said rather loudly, and harshly.

"Quinn, can we not talk about this now? You shouldn't even be listening in to mom and mines conversation." She said, squeezing the bridge of her nose.

"I was in the living room watching TV, maybe you should talk less loudly." I said rudely. "I wont let you take me away, you can't."

"Watch your tone little girl. I know you're upset but do not use that tone of voice with me. I really want to talk about this later okay?"

"No!" I screamed at her, "You can't take me away from mom! You can't! I need mom!" I all but screamed at my older sister.

"You can't stay here Quinn if mom can't even take care of you!" She screamed back at me.

That was the first time since I can remember that Brittany actually screamed at me. She usually is so soft and gentle with me but she just yelled at me. I wasn't expecting it and my lip began to tremble a bit, but I bit my lip to stop the signs of my impending breakdown.

I whispered out to her, "You're being a bitch."

Before I knew it she grabbed my arm and placed two firm smacks on my back side and got down on one knee. She grabbed my face between my hands and said, "If I ever hear that word come out of your mouth again I'm washing your mouth out with soap. You will not speak to me like that ever do you understand me? I'm your older sister and you are ten years old. I don't care if your upset with me, you will not treat me this way. Now go to your room and don't come out until I get you." She said firmly but softly sending me up the stairs with another firm swat to my butt.

I all but ran up the stairs trying to get away from everything that was happening in my life right now. I'm ten years old I'm not too smart but I know life shouldn't already be this hard. I just want everything to go back to normal when Brittany was nicer and was actually home. I don't like this anymore. I just want everything to go back to normal.

30 minutes later

I heard a soft knock on my door and ignored it. I didn't want to talk to anyone right now. I just wanted to be left alone. Everyone was just being mean to me today. Sadly, Brittany came into my room and sat down on my desk chair, facing my bed. I looked at her for a second before focusing on the wall across the room.

"I'm not sorry for spanking you." Brittany said calmly, "I am sorry for yelling at you the way I did." I ignored the girl sitting in front of me and she continued. "I know I look like the bad guy right now Q, but I just need to know your safe."

"You had no problem leaving before did you?" I asked her, still not looking at her, "I wasn't safe before and you just left. So now you just want to be the overprotective sister I thought you once were and protect me? Funny." I laughed sarcastically.

"Quinn I came up here to have a semi adult conversation with you. If you're going to be a brat than we can just stop now." She said calmly once again.

It made me mad about how calm she was acting. There was no way she could be feeling this calm, its all an act, and I'm going to see how long it takes before she breaks. "Does it hurt?" I asked her, ignoring what she just said to me. "Knowing you weren't here to protect me or does it hurt more that I shut you out and didn't tell you?"

"It all hurts Quinn." She said cautiously, not sure on where I'm going with this conversation.

"Do you want to know what hurts more than that?" I asked her, finally looking at her with cold eyes, "It hurts knowing your dad's dead at ten. It hurts knowing your sister is going back to NYC soon and not knowing when she's coming back. It hurts knowing mom probably wont be the same. That all hurts Brittany, and the worst part is not knowing how to make the hurt go away."

"I can make the hurt go away Quinn. You can't just shut me out anymore." She said, moving the chair closer to the bed.

"You can't fix everything Brittany!" I yell at her, "You just can't fix everything, because some things are just out of your reach."

"Quinn don't yell at me." She said firmly, "Talk to me."

"I can't because I don't trust you."

"Why Quinn?" she asked gently, putting her hand on my leg, making me move it right away.

"Because you hurt me the most out of everything that's happened!"

Well there's the chapter. I just had a random burst of ideas so I wanted to update quickly. I hope you enjoyed the chapter. I know it lacked Santana and Rachel but I wanted it to be a Britt and Q chapter. The next chapter is going to be all Santana and Rachel. Question though, does anyone even like my Family Matters story? I just don't get a lot of reviews so I just wanted to check.

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