(If this is your first time to read chapter 12, skip the NOTES that are not bold below. But I know because you're curious you will read it anyway..LOL) ^_^

Here's the deal, after reading some comments about the last chapter I realized that I did miss important points of the prequel and sequel and I apologize for that. I was so in a hurry to finish this story that I forgot to take the prequel into consideration. Thanks for those reminders..^_^

So after long time of thinking, I decided to write a brand new chapter and please just disregard the one you've read that I posted before. This chapter is a totally different one from what you've read. You ask for angst, then here it is.. :P

Enjoy! :)

"GO for it, I know you have it in you.

And I can't PROMISE that you'll get what YOU WANT,

but I CAN promise NOTHING will change if you DON'T try."

- J.M. Darhower

QUINN's POV

"S..santana?" my face turned pale the moment I saw her once I opened the door.

"We need to talk." she said.

I moved aside to give her way to go inside. I'm still surprised to see her here at this time of night. I watch her as she walks inside like she knows the place by heart. Have she been here? Oh yeah how stupid of me. Of course she knows the place! Liz is her girlfriend for fuck's sake.

"Did you know about Elle and Berry?" she asked me angrily. I furrowed my brows confused, thinking whose Elle is. "Urg, never mind! Where's hobbit?" I was a bit surprise that she still call Rachel names until now. "Where's that fucking bitch?!" Okay she's mad.

Santana starts to walk towards the guest rooms, I ran just to catch up with her. "Santana, wait!" I grab her arm to make her to stop walking. She throws me a sharp stare. "What do you think you're doing?"

Annie went out of Nathan's room, worried and wondering where the shouting came from. I just motioned for her that it's okay and she just need to go back inside, she obeyed. Then I faced Santana again.

I could see anger and so much pain on her face. "Hobbit slept with my girl! What the fuck is she thinking?" her voice cracked as her tears freely overflows from her eyes.

My mouth went dry hearing about it. Liz is her girl friend so that means she slept with Rachel. Fuck! What the hell are they thinking doing that? That's when I heard Santana's sobs. The view before me is heart breaking.

I pulled her in for a hug and just stayed quiet. I know she's hurting, I bet memories of Britt cheating on her before came rushing back to her. This is the same broken Santana that I saw when we were in high school when she found out about Britt and Artie.

Her expression is hard again after she pull away from the hug. "She's drunk; you won't get any sober explanation from her." I explained calmly to her while I ran my hands up and down on her arms to relax her and block her way to next guest room door. When she finally nods I took it as a sign to guide her back into the living room.

"Fine, you had a lot of explaining to do just like her." She firmly said while she follows me.

I sigh, "I know and I'm ready to answer all of them." I wait for her to settle down in the couch. "So what do you want to know?"

"First, how the hell did you know Elle?" My brows furrowed after hearing the name. Who the hell is that?

I think hard for a while and sit down on the couch across her, "Oh, you mean Liz?"

She rolled her eyes at me, "Yeah, Liz, Elle, Elizabeth whatever her name is." She sounds so annoyed right now.

I breathe in and out and think of the best way to start, "Liz is Charlie's sister, I first saw her after the wedding when she came to congratulate him. I was surprised to know that he still have a living relative, but I guess you already know what happened to her." I said an unsure tone, she nods.

"Charlie gave her a studio in London and we became friends when she moved in with us. She helped me through my pregnancy but after I gave birth to Nathan, she got an offer to teach in NY."

"That's when I saw her again." She whispered like she's putting the pieces together.

I sigh, "Now it's my turn. How did you meet her?"

She looks up to me and let out a deep breath before speaking, "Remember the night of your engagement that I went awol?" I think about it for a minute and then my mouth formed an 'ohh' when I realized what she wanted to say. "Yeah, she's that woman I was with all night."

"She never mentioned you to me while she was with us." I asked very confuse.

She let out a fake chuckle, "That's because after I left, we never saw each other again until she moved to NY." She explains.

All I could do is nod at her, now what? Come on Fabray, you have a lot of questions right? Now is the perfect time to ask her. I thought to myself.

"Thanks again for talking to abuela." She said to me with an appreciative look on her face. "I never really thought that she would talk to me again." She stands up and scoops me into a hug. "Thanks Q."

I just nod at her. I don't trust myself to speak without my voice cracking when we are this very close with each other. The hug warms my heart and we both take time to enjoy each other's closeness. When she pulled away, I immediately feel sadness.

"Love doesn't just sit there like a stone;

it has to be made – like bread,

remade all the time, made new."

- Ursula K. LeGuin

SANTANA's POV

I missed how Quinn's body perfectly fits in my arms. We both need that embrace to finally be at ease with each other because now I want to talk about what happened to us.

"Want some drinks?" she asked nervously. "I don't have hard alcohol though; I had a corporate party here the other day for opening my new publishing company and those bastards ransack my liquor cabinet." She chuckle as she stands and go to the kitchen.

After a minute, she came back with two glass of white win and gave one to me while smiling. "Hope this is fine?" then she sits again to her previous place.

I took a sip of the wine then smell it, "Domaine Leflaive, nothing but the best for Quinn Fabray huh?" I said teasing her. "Or are you just getting me drunk to get in my pants?"

She rolled her eyes at me but smile, "Please, we had a lot of issues to take care of, before we get into that. So don't be cocky with me." she said back confidently.

"Well it's good to know you have plans in doing that in the future." I smirk at her. I almost burst into laughter when she almost chokes on her wine. "Yah okay there Fabray?" I asked grinning.

Her face turns red and I know it's definitely not the wine. "What a surprise, you're now pro in teasing Lopez huh." she shoots back.

"Practice makes perfect." I said so proud of myself for still having that effect on her.

Her eyebrow rises and she exhales. She's about to say something when we both heard a gasp. Without thinking, I quickly stand up and walk into her direction. Quinn knows what I'm about to do that's why she followed me instantly, but still I was faster than her.

"S..san? What are you doing here?" Rachel asked curiously, obviously no idea on what she said on the phone a while ago.

I didn't answer her but instead I swing my hand at her face so hard that she almost go down the floor. Quinn gasps loud while Rachel's eyes glitter while she holds the now red cheek because of my slap.

"San, calm down." Quinn holds my arm but I forcefully remove her hand.

I move closer to Rachel as she step back until she reached the wall. Fear and pain are in her eyes, but I don't give a shit. "What the fuck Rach? I get that you can't help falling in love with me but sleeping with Elle? Really? Are you that desperate to be fucked huh?!" I angrily accused her.

She looked down and starts to sob. "I didn't mean to do it. I..I was so drunk."

"Vete a la mierda enano! No me vengas con esa mierda!" I shout at her, now Quinn is holding my waist preventing me from attacking Berry again. "Lemme go Q!" I shoot her a sharp glare while I try to break free from her.

"Please San, don't do things you would regret. Killing Berry is not a good idea." Quinn begged me. "Rachel go back inside the room!" She ordered firmly to her, but when she didn't move Quinn shouts at her again. "Now!"

Rachel's tensed body quickly responds to Quinn's authoritative voice and absently nods then walked away like a scared puppy. "I'm not done with you yet! Come back here! You can't hide in there forever midget!" but she ran quickly inside the room. "What the hell Q?!"

She let go of me, "San, hurting her won't change what happened."

"But at least she'll know how bad it hurts." I retort walking pass her to drink straight my wine. "That fucking bitch! I thought she was my friend!"

I sit on the couch and start to cry, my chest feels heavy. I look up to Quinn who is now standing in front of me. "Why does everyone I love cheats on me? Am I not enough? Do I really deserve to be treated like shit?" my voice cracked. "Britt cheated with wheels and now Elle with my fucking best friend!"

"TEARS,

1 percent water and 99 percent feelings."

- Luke Parkes

QUINN's POV

Seeing her so hurt and broken makes me want to go to our guest room and yank Rachel's hair, but I've seen Santana worse than this. Not just once but twice actually, first when I broke up with her then the other time was when I chose Charlie over her. If there's someone to be blamed about all of this, it's me. I started this; I was the one who hurt her first.

I kneeled down in front of her and remove the hands that are covering her face. She looks at me with such agony that it made me tear as well. I put my hand behind her head and guide her close to my chest. I let her cry for a while so she would feel better. When her sobs finally settled sown, I start to talk to her again.

"Sshh, you're perfect San and you're more than anything we could ask for. We're just so stupid to realize that." Guilt is visible in my voice. I know it's not enough to let her know how sorry I am to hurt her like that before.

"Bullshit!" she snapped as she pulls away from me and stands up. "Perfect? Is that why you left me..twice? Because I was so damn perfect?" she said reprovingly. "But you we're fucking right for being stupid." She scoffs bitterly.

I just close my eyes for a brief moment and deep breathe, "You don't have any idea how many times I regret not fighting for you San. Every night I close my eyes all I could see and dream is you." My voice cracked and I don't care showing my true emotions in front of her. "But I had no choice San, Russel made sure that I won't go back to you."

She shook her head and gave me a fake smile, "We're back in blaming your dead beloved a-hole father huh?" she said sarcastically.

I breathe in and out to gain courage on what I am about to say. She may or may not believe it but I don't plan on hiding about this anymore. "He threatened to kill you San." I said in a soft voice.

I could see her expression soften from anger to confusion. So I decided to finally tell her the truth why I didn't fight hard enough during the first time. "He said he wouldn't let me disgrace our family again by being gay. He would rather die in jail by killing you than be humiliated. I had no choice San. So forgive me if I was so stupid to be scared for your life." I managed to say even though I am sobbing.

Her eyes were wide, shock visible on her face. "I..why didn't you tell me before? I can take care of myself." Her voice is calm, still adjusting from the shocking news she just heard from me.

I shook my head, "I love you too much to risk it."

"Then why did you still continue with the wedding." She said in a low voice.

I sigh, were back again were we started. "I explained that to you already before." She looks at me plainly.

"Yeah for your child." She's not sarcastic that time but I could still feel hurt and disappointment in her voice.

"I'm sorry." I whispered then look away. I sit on the couch because I feel so weak after that talk. It's as if I gave all of my strength to that conversation, maybe this is why we hate talking about feelings. It drains our very soul.

She sits beside me and stares at the fireplace as well. We stayed quiet for a moment and let all the things we've talked about be processed by our already confuse minds.

When I had enough of the deafening silence between us, I start to speak again. "What's your verdict on Berry?" I asked softly.

"I don't know." She said tiredly. "What I do know is I need time alone so I'll definitely move out. Even after all of this shit, it still out weights the entire good things she did for me." I smile still not looking at her. "Knock off that smile of your face or I will." She threatens but I didn't do it.

It made me smile more, "Look who's being mature now thinking about others, and who would have thought that yo-"

She cuts me of, "Fuck it Q, so what, if I did mature? Someone has to." She said defensively and rolls her eyes.

"Relax..gosh, still hot headed as before." I said making fun of her temper.

She just shook her head and then frowns. She quickly stands up and looks at me, "Tell hobbit to give me the whole day to move out, that's if she still want to live." Then she starts to walk in the door's direction. "It's late and I'm exhausted. I'll go home."

So that's it? We already had the talk, then what's next? Should I just let her walk away again? Fuck this, I need to do something or else she's gone again. When I look on my right side, I saw something beside the phone that made me smile.

"Hey!" I called out to her once she's inside the elevator, she quickly press the hold button. I walk towards her. "You forgot something."

Her brows furrowed, "Nuh uh, I'm not gonna bring home Smurfet-"

Before she could finish talking, I grab her jacket closer to me and then kiss her on the cheek, "Call me." I whispered in her ear with a triumphal smile as I spin around to walk away from her and head for my door.

"Forgiveness is NOT about forgetting.

It is about LETTING GO of another person's THROAT."

- Wm. Paul Young

SANTANA's POV

I surely didn't expect that kiss from her. Good thing she turned around quickly and didn't see how red my face is. Call her? I don't even have her fucking number! Shit! Nice work Lopez. I shook my head while I step out of the elevator and then out of the building. I walk towards my car and when I reach for my keys on my jacket's pocket a felt something.

When I take it out to look at it, I saw a yellow post it with a phone number with a letter Q above it. I look up at the building and smile. . Well, guess I do have her number. I thought to myself.

When I got home, I saw Kurt waiting for me in the living room. Right after I close the door he walks in front of me.

"Satan, I understand that Rachel made a mistake but don't you think slapping her is a little too much? She's your best friend you know?" I close my eyes trying hard to not shout at him. Looks like Rachel already called him. Good so I won't have to repeat everything that happened.

After I know that I'm calm, I let out a deep sigh. "Hummel, she asked for it. She already screwed up when she fell in love with me but having sex with Elle is beyond fuckup." I snapped at him. "She should have thought of that before fucking my girl." I said in a firm voice.

"She didn't mean for it to happen. You had no idea how many times she cried while we're in Lima. That's why she can't even face you at that time without feeling guilty." He's voice is like pleading for forgiveness in behalf of Berry.

I walk away from him and sit on the sofa. "She should've talk to me about it. And I'm gonna tell you this, but I swear if you let Hobbit know about this you're done." He nods. "I love Rach more than I loved Elle."

Kurt looked at me with his questioning eyes, "What do you mean?"

I sigh, "I realized that I didn't really 'love' Elle, I was just so eager to forget Quinn that after seeing their similarities I convinced myself that I do love her." I explained to him, I look down so ashamed of what I did. "After I break up with her, I felt relieved. I guess I just loved her as a friend. I was hurt more about what Rachel did not because Elle cheated on me."

He nods and sits beside me, "So what happens now?"

I avoid his gaze, I look down. "I'll pack my things and move out. I already made some calls so I'm out of here before noon tomorrow but for now I need to rest Kurt. I feel so exhausted." I said weakly as I stand and head to my room. "I'm willing to forgive her just..not now okay? Please tell her that." I said as I enter my room.

"But we can't go back,

we can only go forward."

- Libba Bray

I had a hard time sleeping last night, just like the other night and the night before that. I stopped counting actually. Even brandy or jack won't help me sleep peacefully at night.

It's been a month since that shitty day and after I deactivated my face book and change my number, I never heard from Rachel again. Kurt told me she's on tour for three weeks now and I'm actually relieved she's out of the country. My anger subsided already but seeing her is another thing. I still don't trust myself not to let Snix out and slap her again.

I never had the courage to text or call Quinn but I kept her number in case I grew some balls to do so. For now, I'm distracting myself by being busy with work. Dancing really keeps me preoccupied somehow.

"Take five guys." Marco, our stage choreographer instructed us.

"Wew, finally! I can't feel my feet anymore!" Damian, my co-dancer, exaggeratedly complains from our two hours straight rehearsal.

I shook my head and smile. We're about to go down the stage when I saw a familiar woman standing near the entrance. I close my eyes for a brief second and then sigh as she walks down the steps closer to me.

"Santana." She greeted. No smile just hesitant face.

I look for Marco who is not far from where I am standing, also looking to the both of us.

"Can I have at least twenty minutes? I just need to talk to..umm..a friend." I asked for his permission.

Everyone looked at us as I approach her. The tension between the two of us is very obvious to the people around us. She followed me when I went out of the door. Away from every one where we could talk privately.

TRANSLATIONS:

Fuck you midget! Don't give me that shit! = Vete a la mierda enano! No me vengas con esa mierda!

So there it is...I tried to make their conversation light as possible. Hope I covered the concerns that was brought up to my attention...:) Thanks again for being observant and critics.. I really appreciate it. ^_^

Now I can move on with the FINAL CHAPTER.. yey!

And for the guest who comment (no more please), I'm sorry but I can't do that. :( There are still others who would like to read this and I owe it to them to finish the story...right guys? :)

Anyways, just one more chapter and this story is 'no more'. So I hope (fingers crossed) there are people who still appreciates this story..:)