Frannie Fabray should be surprised that her sister was in the hospital again. She should be surprised that her sister tried to kill herself. She should be surprised that her parents once again kicked her sister out of the house but she wasnt. She wasnt surprised at all because unlike everyone else she knew Quinn. She knew what she was going through because she is a Fabray. She knows what its like to feel her father's rage. She knows what its like to be told that she was worthless, that she was useless, ugly, stupid, a waste of space. Shes been there but her poor little sister, her poor little Lucy has been through so much more and she thinks its a miracle that shes made it this far.

So when the hospital calls her to tell her that her sister tried to kill herself, to tell her that her sister wanted to stop living, to stop breathing, to build a home six feet under ground she cant help but not be surprised. And she hates herself for not being there for her sister. She hates herself for not getting her out of that god damn house and she can feel her knees go weak and her eyes tear up. Shes seeing stars and she feels like shes going to pass out and her boyfriend and her best friend are asking her questions, they're staring at her with these concerned looks as she collapses onto the floor. My sister tried to kill herself she tells them and the words taste like charcoal and they're hard to choke out and they block her throat and she has to remind herself to breathe because Quinn is in the hospital. Quinn is probably alone. Quinn is probably scared.

Quinn who tried to kill herself

Quinn who didnt want to live anymore

Quinn who tried to take a dirt nap.

Frannie doesnt remember what happened next. She doesnt remember packing her bags and she doesnt remember driving to the hospital. The only thing she can focus is seeing her sister because this is her fault. Her fault. Her fault. Her fault. and it makes her nauseous. She thinks back to all the times in the bathroom when she would hold little Lucy to her chest and whisper reassurances into her ear. To bandaging Lucy's injuries and middle of the night trips to the hospital when she got a particularly bad injury. She remembers Lucy always looking for some kind of acceptance from her father, she remembers being praised while Lucy was brought into her father's study and torn apart emotionally and beaten down physically. She remembers what its like to feel useless.

And then she remembers that Lucy isnt Lucy anymore Lucy hasnt been Lucy for a very long time. Lucy is Quinn and Quinn is destroyed, Quinn is sad. Quinn is beautiful and it makes her so upset to know that Quinn doesnt see it. To know that Quinn hates herself and she thinks its her fault. She knows its her fault.

Frannie arrives at the front desk of the hospital and she knows that she must look absolutely insane because theres makeup all over her face and shes crying and shes wearing pajamas but she needs to see Quinn. She needs to.

"Room 118" The receptionists says and she takes off in a run. Ignoring the shouts at her to slow down.

In the waiting room outside Quinn's room there are seven teenagers and one adult and Frannie doesnt recognize any of them but they all look completely heartbroken she thinks that they're probably the New Directions. She cant help but think that this is the weirdest group of people shes ever seen in her entire life and then she hates herself because these kids were there for Quinn when she wasnt.

"Are you all here for Quinn" she asks them and they and look at her confused. "My names Frannie, im her sister." she says and she thinks about how long its been since she's said that.

"We called your parents" a darker skinned girl that she thinks is probably Mercedes says and she grimaces. Judy and Russell Fabray are not her parents. They have never been her parents and they arent Quinns either she says and she wonders how much Quinn has actually told them. She wonders if Quinn has had any one to confide in and she feels even more quilty.

Taking a deep breath she opens the door to room 118 and sees four people surrounding her sisters bed. All eyes turn to her and shes sees her sister for the first time in years. She is beautiful and sad and she has a large bandage wrapped around her left arm and Frannie feels nauseous because she knows whats under that bandage.

"Lucy" she says running forwards to embrace her but she stops three feet from the bed because Quinn had mumbled a soft "no" and she stares at her, and she stares at her and she stares at her.

"No you dont get to do this." Quinn says and Frannie wishes she could disappear. " You dont get to come in here and pretend like you give a shit about me. You dont get to do that because i dont need that. You dont give a shit about me you havent since you left for college."

"But Lucy, im...you're my sister" she chokes out

"Dont call me that!" Quinn yells and Frannie knows shes angry because the beep beep beep of the heart monitor is speeding up. "You're not my sister, you're not my family. The only family i have are the four people in this room and the eight that are still waiting outside my room. You gave up on me Frannie and i hate you for that" Quinn says and suddenly shes crying and shes gripping Santana and Frannie knows that should be her. She should be consoling her sister.

She slowly approaches the bed and kisses the top of her sisters head

"Im so sorry" shes says before walking out the door to Quinn's room and walking out of the hospital.

author's note: so i didnt get five reviews but im going to my grandmothers house tonight and i have to work tomorrow so i dont know when ill be able to post again...heres another chapter down i have no idea how many are left in this thing because i dont actually plan out this story at all lol. Do you guys think i can get five more reviews before the next chapter? i just really love to hear your feedback. Some recommended listening:

After The Storm- Mumford and Sons