I had nothing to do today so I decided to update this.

To jlove27 sorry, I got really excited to post this because I was able to put the song you requested yesterday. :) Don't hate me okay? Hope you haven't edited this chapter yet. Well instead, you can do the 6th and 7th I sent you, that's if you still want to? (But I really hope you do) .

Disclaimer: Don't own glee. ^_^

BTW: I'm not sure about some info included in this chap and the next.

"Find someone who is PROUD to have you,

SCARED to lose you, FIGHTS for you,

APPRECIATES you, RESPECTS you

CARE and LOVES you"

- Ritu Ghatourey

QUINN's POV

"Welcome McKinley class of 2012!" I heard someone from the microphone shouted.

With a heavy sigh, I looked around McKinley's gymnasium; I was surrounded by the faces of people I'd never seen around the campus before or never cared to know, with music pounding in the background. I turned to look at the swarm of people hoping to spot the Latina in there so I don't have to endure any minute more of my heart pounding like a drum.

Before I could walk further away from the dance floor, I felt someone press against my back. I'm about to turn around give that idiot a piece of my mind when I heard a woman's voice in my ear. "Still looking gorgeous as always Fabray."

I don't recognize the voice but when I turn around, my confusion got worst. I cocked my eyebrow at her when she smile seductively and extend her hand for me to shake. I didn't take it.

"Am I supposed to know your surname as well?" I shouted at her annoyed. I'm not in the mood to flirt with anyone right now.

"Hot and feisty, some things never change." She said loud with a smirk.

Now she's getting on my nerve. I rolled my eyes on her and narrow it. "Look, I don't know you and I really don't care who you are which means that you're nobody before and it's gonna stay that way today, okay?"

She just shook her head laughing. Urg! What's her problem? I could see that she's drunk and I'm not going to slap a drunken annoying bitch. But that could be arranged if she won't stop this shit.

She's about to say something again when something catches her attention behind me. Her smirk was replaced immediately with fear. Wait, fear? My heart's beating tripled when I heard that familiar voice.

I spun around and see a very angry Santana, her firing glare is directed to the woman who is annoying me. "Haven't you learned your lesson, Dick face? What did I tell you about talking, looking or even thinking of Q? Huh?" Santana walk pass me to get closer to her prey then put a threatening finger into her chest. "Let me remind you then in case you forgot. Well I'm just gonna fucking pluck all of your disgusting hair one by one until you beg me to just ends your pathetic life!"

Santana really looks hot when she's on her HBIC attitude. I smile at her bitchiness and kind of feel sorry for that woman.

"Now get lost or I'm gonna go all Lima heights on your fucking ass-hole!" The woman threw Santana a death glare which only earned a laugh from her. She seems really mad and before she leaves, I heard her murmured 'bitch' under her breath.

Santana's expression became hard when she finally faced me. She rolled her eyes at me and shook her head. I'm about to thank her or say something (I can't remember which one after seeing her close) when she walks away from me.

"Santana!" I called but she didn't stop or even turn her head. She's walking towards the exit so I walk fast to catch up to her. Then she went right from the end of the hallways. Right. The bleachers, I guess it's time for our little chat.

You can close your eyes to the things

You don't want to see,

But you can't close your heart to the thing

You don't want to feel.

- Anonymous

SANTANA's POV

What the fuck am I thinking? I scold myself. I lose it when I saw dick face harassing Quinn back there. That bitch didn't learn her lesson before when I warned her.

It was our senior year when I heard her talking to another cheerio in the girl's bathroom, about her liking Quinn. I didn't think twice and launch myself and push her. Then threatened her, at that time she looks very frightened. Jealousy was the main reason, I know I was with Britt at that time, but I can't stand anyone thinking about that especially with Quinn.

"Santana!" I hear her call my name but I stop myself from turning around. I went straight to the field and wait for her to follow me into the bleachers.

It's been years since I've been here at McKinley's field. The last time I was here on these bleachers was to make out with Britt. I heard Quinn's steps getting louder and louder. Any second now, that door will reveal her. So I breathe in and out to prepare myself.

There she is, looking drop dead gorgeous on her black sexy dress. Her shoulder length blonde hair is now curling that freely sways on every blow of air. I let out a sigh. Nice Lopez. Couldn't you be more obvious? Staring at her like that?

"Thanks." She said once she reached where I am. She sits beside me.

I just shrug at her. "You look like you needed help." I said not looking at her and my voice without any hint of emotion. I focused my stare at the field in front of us.

"I do. I've always needed you to save me." I heard her fake a laugh. "..Especially from myself."

I think this is a bad idea. I can't let her do this to me gain. She fucking hurt me before. Even though she's single now, it doesn't mean we'll just forget everything that happened. I do hold grudges sometimes, when I was hurt too much.

"I'm not gonna walk that memory lane with you Fabray, oh! If that's even your last name." Good Lopez, that's a start to make her tell you about it, "Just tell me what you have to say 'cause I need my drinks on." I tried my best to sound irritated.

I heard her sigh. "Okay." She sounds like she's defeated. I finally looked at her and then regret it, because seeing her face closely looking so awfully tired. Her eyes are very sad and shows evidence of not enough sleep.

"There may not be enough sorry in the world to make up for what I did to you but I'm really..really hoping that you will at least try to forgive me." She let out a huge breath of air. "You have no idea how I despise myself everyday for hurting you like that."

I didn't let my wall down. I don't want her to know that I can feel her pain. I just couldn't forget and forgive that easily. I'm not like Berry and Brittany. I just kept quiet, trying my best to properly breathe even though it hurts to do so.

"The same day of the wedding, Charlie left me." Okay, I didn't expect that. So I was a bit surprised and then I look at her confused. "He knew about us before the wedding but still continued with it for the same reason that I have, for our child."

"Listening." I said as if I don't give a damn. But deep inside me, I was a bit glad that they never really live with each other. Believe me, I have no idea why I feel that way, I just feel.

She sighs. "Charlie's father said on his will that if ever he will have a child it should be under a marriage or it won't be allowed to get anything from the Anderson's, to protect their name. After Nathan is born, we got a divorce right away."

"So he left you." I asked to confirm. She nodded ."And here I was thinking you were the one who did it. We're done talking here." I said while I stand up and gather my purse.

"Wait, San." She holds my arm to stop me from walking away but I forcefully remove it.

"Don't San me, just don't! I'm done waiting for you Q! I did wait four fucking years and then what? You get married and have a child, again, then rub it in my face that if he didn't let you go you wouldn't be here! So excuse me if I'm not thrilled with your life story!" I snapped at her.

I feel like all of the anger and hurt I had for years are starting to resurface. My breaths are getting deeper and my chest is becoming heavy.

"I know I was weak and I'm sorry, okay? I'm an idiot and I should've handled everything differently. But I can't do something about the past San, all I can control is now." She's not shouting, she's not even mad but her tone is firm and determined, for me to understand her point.

I shook my head and gave her a death glare. "Fuck you! Do you want me to thank you for 'finally' having the balls? Huh, I don't even know what you want from me now." I said with stressing the word finally. "It's not like I want you in my life again."

I grit my teeth because of anger and fold my hands until my knuckles turns white. She bit her lip. I know I hit a nerve. She never had the backbone before to fight for us and she knows that.

"D..do y-you mean that?" she looks at me with her pleading eyes, glittering from the tears that are threatening to fall.

My face softens a little and my hands relaxed, letting blood to flow in it. Did I really mean what I said? Or it's just because we're fighting?

"Y-yes." I think I lied because once I've said it, my heart dropped on the floor. Then her tears fell down on her cheeks. I looked away. Even if I'm so mad at her, seeing her like that makes my heart break. I hate seeing her crying.

"You loved me

as hard as you knew how.

I'd give anything to go back and love you better."

- Joe Hill

QUINN's POV

Every second that I'm waiting for her to answer kills me inside. "Y-yes." When she that word I thought I died. She hates me so much that she doesn't want me to be a part of her life.

I can't hold back the tears anymore, I let it flow freely. My vision became blurry still I tried so hard to look at her face but she looked away.

"I think we're done talking." She said in a low voice then turn around to walk away from me.

"I..won't..give..up..this..time." I manage to say between my sobs. I know she heard me but she didn't stop walking. "I promise."

I stayed on the bleachers crying for five minutes. I want it to stop but my eyes does otherwise. I'm a mess and there's no way I'm going back inside that reunion and let my friends see me like this.

"I'd say it didn't go well?" Puck said offering me his handkerchief. I know it is clean because he never uses one. Its reserve for weeping girls he will try to hit on. So I took it and wipe my tears. "You'll have a hard time with her." He said while taking a sip on his bottle of jack.

I grab it from him and drink it. "Whoa, that's not…..water." He finished saying as I took few gulps from it. I winced as the strong and bitter taste of the liquor runs through my throat. But I didn't care.

I let out a deep sigh and handed it over to him. "She doesn't want me back." The bitterness I felt with that is far greater than the taste of the alcohol in my mouth.

"Of course, you ditch her…twice." He said like as a matter-of-fact clarity emphasizing the word twice. "You know she's not easy when she's mad."

"I don't know what to do." I said very tired of this situation. "I love her but she won't forgive me."

I heard him sigh. "This is why I only do chicks then bolt. I don't do feelings." I shook my head at him. "But 'cause you're my baby moma, you'll be my exemption." He smiled at me goofily.

It's not like I prefer to talk to him but right now I don't have any choice. I can't talk to Britt because I am sure she'll have San's side and Rachel is a no-no. She pester me with her texts and calls a while ago about not telling her that I changed my mind in coming here.

"So what do you suggest I do?" I asked sarcastically.

He smirks. "There's something San wants the most besides fucking pussies. And if you do that, she'll definitely kiss your ass and reconsider you as her friend." I rolled my eyes on his vulgarity but urge him to go on.

After he said it, I was shock. How did I not think of that one? Sadly, I know he is right. After I do this one, I'm sure San will forgive me. It could be a start to have her trust or if I get lucky, her friendship again. That'll be good enough for me, for now.. I just want to her again in my life.

End of part 1

I'll post port 2 a bit later. What do you think? :)

Thanks for reading...^_^