It was early Sunday morning. A morning for Quinn Fabray to reflect. There she lay, so content, so peacefully, arms full of Rachel Berry. The tiny brunette was still fast asleep, but Quinn didn't mind. She was lost in her thoughts.
She's so beautiful when she sleeps. I swear, it's as if she's smiling when she's dreaming.
Although at peace with her current surroundings, and happy to be holding Rachel, she was furious at the same time. After hearing what had happened to the girl, when she left Lima.
Jesse St. James will pay for breaking her. I don't care what I have to do. He will pay for taking such a delicate spirit, and destroying it a little at all time.
She felt Rachel shift in her sleep, and tightened her grasped around her.
I'll make everything okay. I swear I will make everything okay.
Without really thinking about it, Quinn leaned forward and placed a kiss on Rachel's forehead. She then silently thanked God, that she hadn't woken her up.
How could anybody want to bring pain to this miracle? Why would any person wish to hurt her?
It was then Quinn remembered. She was that person. She had hurt her in more than just one way. It didn't matter how much Rachel had pissed her off in the past. Quinn felt overwhelmed with guilt. No matter what Rachel had done to her back in Lima, no matter what she had said to effect her, she knew she had always been so much worse. The fact that she was even snuggled into Quinn's arms at that moment was a miracle within itself. Regardless of everything she had ever said or did to hurt Rachel, it would always be that very last conversation she had with Rachel back in Lima. In her heart, she knew that Rachel was trying her hardest to reach out, and be anything other than enemies. But Quinn had gotten scared and did what she knew best at the time. Insulted the poor girl into tears. She would never forget how much Rachel had cried that day. How sad she looked when she had yelled at her to leave, and told her just how much she didn't care about her.
I swear I didn't mean it. I pray that she knows that.
Rachel started to stir a little, and after a while she slowly started to wake up. Quinn smiled. Rachel Berry was adorable when waking up. Quinn's smile soon faded when she felt Rachel pull away from her.
"Morning."
Rachel just glanced at her, before sitting up. She didn't say a word.
"Are you sure you don't wanna' get some more rest? You haven't been sleeping for very long. We were all up pretty late, so...".
"I can't really sleep for much longer than three or four hours anymore", answered Rachel, tiredly.
"What? That is crazy, didn't you always make it a point to get a full eight?"
Rachel nodded.
"Your mind doesn't stop, does it?"
"No, it doesn't. Ever. It's just as well though, I don't work Sundays."
"Oh, I see. Well...are you alright? Can I get you some breakfast or anything", asked Quinn.
"Okay, you should probably just go home now, Quinn. I'm really grateful and everything, but you're freaking me out."
"Why?"
"You show up in my life again, you kiss me, and now I wake up to you with your arms around me in my bed. You honestly can't see why that would freak me out", snapped Rachel, as she stood up from the bed."It's not that I don't believe you, I don't think even you would take a prank this far. It's just really fucking strange that you all of the sudden want to hear about my problems, hold me, and make me breakfast in the morning."
"This may seem sudden to you, but it's not for me, Rachel."
"What the Hell is that supposed to mean?"
"It means that I treated you like dirt because I liked you, because I cared about you, and because I didn't want anyone to know about it", snapped Quinn. She was starting to get really frustrated.
"Oh, I know I heard the voice recording on Jade's phone."
"The what?"
"Mhm, I didn't think you'd know. Somewhere along the line Jade recorded you talking about things you wanted to say to me. She played it for me last night after you tried sticking your tongue in my mouth. I heard you loud and clear. You were scared of me because I wasn't just like you. Well, that's amazing Quinn...really I cannot tell you just how much your transformation from bible thumping bitch to...reformed, sweet and saintly makes me proud, but I'm fucking over it."
Quinn just sat there, staring at a shell of the girl she used to know and secretly admire. She wanted to cry, but she didn't really understand why that was. She had heard her fair share of hateful words throughout her life. In fact, she'd been called worse, but these words, from this particular girl, hurt more.
"Just go, Quinn. I'll...see you when I see you."
Quinn let a single tear fall before wiping her eyes, and getting out of Rachel's bed. She slipped her shoes on, and walked right out of the room. She walked across the hallway, and knocked on what she thought was Jade's bedroom door. As she waited for a response she heard Rachel's bedroom door slam closed from behind her. God, even the breeze she felt from it hurt. To her surprise, Jonah opened the door she had knocked on.
"Oh, I'm sorry Jonah, I thought this was Jade's room."
"No, don't even worry about it, easy mistake. All the doors look the same. Rachel's used to have a gold star on it, but she took it down a while ago", he explained as he exited his room. He was clearly going somewhere."Anyways...my sister's door is the very last door on your right."
"Thank you", said Quinn.
"Hey, are you okay", he asked.
"Yeah, I'm good. I'm just tired, I didn't get much sleep."
"Alright, just makin' sure. I have to go meet Mercedes...I'll see you later on."
"Tell her I said Hi."
"I'll do that. Later, Quinn."
"Bye Jonah."
Quinn made her way to Jade's door, to find it was cracked open just a little. She peeked inside. Jade and Santana were fast asleep. Their legs locked together, Jade's head rested on Santana's chest. Quinn just giggled to herself. Puck came from his room, and saw her standing in the doorway."Hey", he said."Shhhh, come here...look", said Quinn. Puck poked his head in the door, and smiled.
"That's...wow, I don't even know what to say about that."
Quinn quietly shut the door, and followed Puck into the living room.
"Want something to eat", he asked.
"No, I'm not hungry", said Quinn sadly."Rachel told me to leave, so I guess I'll just go home and see Santana later."
"Wait, what?"
"Rachel doesn't want me around, so I'm gonna' go."
"No, screw that. I live here too, I say you can stay. Besides, you know her, she probably didn't really mean it", he said, grabbing random things from around the kitchen. Quinn sighed, and sat down at the counter.
"Puck...when I was pregnant, do you think I was...nicer?"
"Um, yeah", he laughed."I mean, you had your moments, but that was mood swings or whatever. You did this weird thing were you'd be nice for a while, then you'd bounce back into being bitchy and mean."
"Yeah...", breathed Quinn.
"It's okay Baby Mama, I did it too. Think about it, we wore the uniforms, so we got away with bein' ass holes. I will always hate admitting this but...Glee changed me."
"Me too", said Quinn.
"So, it's whatever. New place, new life. We all had our own things going on back there. A lot of bullshit that made us all mean to people, that's how it is. But, look we aren't in Lima anymore...and I thought I'd be in that place for ever", laughed Puck. Quinn just smiled, and nodded. She liked Puck's attitude towards things.
"So what if I dropped out, my job here doesn't require a diploma. Doesn't even require a G.E.D but I got that", he laughed.
"So, you're happy with being a male slut", asked Quinn, raising one eyebrow.
"Oh my God, why does everyone keep calling me a slut?"
"Because, you're a man skeeze Puckerman, admit it", said Jade, coming from the hallway.
"Morning Jade", said Quinn.
"Good Morning...how was your sleep", asked Jade, taking a seat next to Quinn at the counter.
"Obviously not as good as yours...", laughed Puck.
"Wait, what?"
"We saw you and Santana in a leg lock cuddle...", said Quinn.
"Oh...", said Jade, smiling a little.
"Did you guys-"
"No! Jesus Puck, why do you even ask", said Jade. Quinn just laughed.
"Worth a shot", he said. All the while he had been talking, he had been making food."Quinn, you wanna' take this to Rachel", he asked, holding out a bowl of cereal. Quinn just shot him a dirty look."Oh that's right, she's already pissed at you. Never mind...I'll do it."
"Wait, she's pissed at you? Why", asked Jade.
"She doesn't want me around, simple as that", said Quinn, shrugging. Jade rolled her eyes.
"Gimme that", she said, grabbing the bowl and heading towards Rachel's room. She walked in, and closed the door behind her.
"Don't worry, she'll calm her down", said Puck, as he took a bite of cereal.
"It's not that she was like yelling or anything like that, she was actually calm. It's just the attitude, and sarcasm that threw me off. I knew she could be bitchy...but that was brutal", said Quinn.
"Yeah, she gets like that. Lauren was over last week, and Rachel made some comment, I don't remember what she said. But, I thought Lauren was gonna' knock her out."
"About her...".
"Don't even ask. We're still friends, we just aren't together anymore."
"And, she's okay with you being an escort", laughed Quinn.
"Are kidding me, she gives me more shit than anyone!"
Jade emerged from Rachel's room, looking rather defeated.
"No luck, huh", Puck asked.
"She was detracted, so I got the silent treatment. She's watching a movie."
"What she watching, Funny Girl", laughed Quinn.
"Oddly enough, no. She doesn't watch that movie anymore."
"No way...", said Quinn in shock.
"Seriously. She doesn't even talk about her anymore", said Jade.
Quinn just shook her head.
Later that afternoon, Jade and Rachel were sitting inside of the empty bar, doing paperwork.
"It's shame we're closed on Sunday's, mumbled Rachel."
"Why do you say that", asked Jade.
"I feel like it's a good day for singing...and drinking."
"Singing, yes...drinking, no way. It's like the recovery day for most people', laughed Jade.
"Yeah, but some people like to drink to recover."
"Rachel."
"Yes?"
"Do you want me to make you a drink?"
"If you want...".
Jade giggled, and got up from the table. Once she was over towards the bar, Rachel picked up her cell phone from the table. Not that she liked going through other people's phones, but she knew Jade and Quinn had been talking. She needed to know what was being said. She went into Jade's texts.
So where are you guys now? - Q
Bar. We're doing the boring part of work, and goin thru the books n' stuff. - J
Does she seem...OK? - Q
She never seems OK. I can't even bring myself to look at her most of the time, because she looks sad and it always makes me cry. - J
:( That's no good. I wish she'd stop pushing me away. - Q
Me too, I'm sorry :( - J
She seemed fine with me last night...then this morning...- Q
You of all people should know that alcohol rips the walls down and makes people do some pretty crazy shit...- J
LOL Shut up, at least I'm not the topic of the day...-Q
Huh? - J
Santana won't stop talking about you. She's never this happy after spending the night with somebody unless she gets laid... - Q
OMG well I promise you Quinn we didn't do anything but cuddle. - J
Same with me and Rachel - J
Um...? - J
Why the confusion? - Q
You seem to imply that you wanted to do more than just cuddle with her...- J
Can we talk about something else please? - Q
Just tell me...like really honestly tell me...how do you feel about her? - J
Before Rachel could read Quinn's response, she heard footsteps, and put the phone back where it was. Jade didn't even notice as she put Rachel's drink down on the table.
"Here you go, love."
"Thank you. So, um...how much longer will this take", asked Rachel, sipping her drink.
"Like...an hour at the most, why?"
"Have you talked to Quinn since she left the apartment earlier", she asked, knowing damn well that she had.
"Yeah...why?"
"Well, what's she doing, where is she?"
"She's at home, with Santana, they're getting settled in their new place and everything...Rachel what are you getting at?"
"Nothing...I just...thought maybe we could...go visit her. I mean them, visit them", she answered,taking another sip. She was being way too quiet, and Jade couldn't help but smile.
"Okay, yeah I'll see if she, ooops, I mean they...want us to stop by."