Faberry
Quinn's point of view
I slept for almost two and a half hours and then my mum woke me up for dinner. I went to the kitchen as fast as l could, my knee and my ribs were still hurting, not so much though. "Quinnie darling can you bring me the wine from the fridge?", my mum said. I grabbed the wine and served my mum and then dad but the bottle slipped from my hands. I was in shock when I saw a wine stab on my dad's t-shirt. "Oh my god. Dad l am so so sorry", l said and then covered my mouth with my hands. "You useless child, you are not capable of doing the easiest thing in the world", he shouted and then came in front of me. My mum was looking down. I knew what was going to happen but it was my fault. He grabbed me by my left bicep again and pushed me to the stairs. I almost fell. Then, he led me to my room and closed the door behind him. My legs were so tired and my knee hurt again so l fell to the ground. He kicked me angrily and I turn to the other side so he wouldn't hit my left ribs. He kicked me again, "You are pathetic, stand up", he ordered and I did while stiffen from pain. He took off his t-shirt and threw it to me. "You will clean it", he said, giving me one last angry look before he exited my room. I tossed the t-shirt aside and collapsed on my bed. I couldn't even change into my pajamas so l fell asleep as l was.
Faberry
Rachel's point of view
I was at my room when my daddy called me for dinner. I was thinking of Quinn. What was she doing now? I couldn't stop thinking about her lying to me when l called her. I was very quiet while eating which upset my dads. "Honey, are you okay?", my dad asked me. "Yes dad I was just thinking", I said and eat a bit. "So, what were you thinking about?", my daddy asked this time. "I was thinking about Quinn", l respond. "Quinn? You mean Quinn Fabray? The cheerleader who makes your life a living hell? And by the way I totally don't understand why you don't let us talk to her", my daddy said. "She is so distant from the glee kids. So, I talked to her to see if she was okay but she didn't answer me. I was sure she heard me because she wasn't that far away so l went to see her practice. She injured her knee and l offered to take her to the nurse but she said that she would go by herself. I called her a couple of hours ago and she lied to me that she went to the nurse-", l said and my dad cut me off. "Darling, how do you know that she lied to you?", he asked me. "Well, I followed her of course because I didn't believe her", l answered right away. "Rachel, you did what?", my daddy asked with widen eyes. "Dad, daddy l think l like Quinn Fabray. I wanted so bad to see if she was okay and I didn't stop thinking about her since I came home", l stated. Of course my dads were okay with it and we continued eating.
Faberry
Quinn's point of view
The next morning my mum woke me up for school. "Quinnie honey, get up and prepare for school or you will be late", she said without entering my room. I got up even slower than yesterday and I went to the bathroom to check me up. My knee and my ribs from both sides where purple. I tried to touch them but as soon as my fingers touched my flesh I almost cried from pain. You know, these days were the good ones. There were times that he almost break one of my bones. I tried to ignore the pain and applied some make-up to my ribcage, my knee and my bicep. I couldn't go to school like that. I wanted to stay home to recover a bit but he was here and it only would make him angry again. I changed clothes and went to my car. I didn't wear my Cheerio uniform which means that I would be in trouble if coach Sylvester would see me.
I arrived at school just on time and when I got out of my car the bell rang. After my first class coach Sylvester saw me in the hallway while l was at my locker to take my book for the second class. "Fabray, my office, now", she shouted and some of the students who were near turned to see me, one of them was Rachel. God, why should Rachel be there? Couldn't she be somewhere else? I don't know, practicing at the auditorium or something? I followed coach Sylvester and briefly looked at Rachel's chocolate eyes. She was worried l could tell but the last thing I wanted was for someone to find out what was going on. When l entered coach Sylvester's office, she closed the door and pointed me the chair to sit down. "Why aren't you wearing your uniform Fabray?", she asked me. "Coach l was just-", l tried to say but she cut me off. "You are out of the team", she stated. "Wait, what? Why? No please don't do that", l pleaded. "Listen to me Fabray you hurt your knee. You are nothing but useless to me right now. You can always come back to the team when you will be ready", she said. It was like the millionth time l heard that word, 'useless', and every time I heard it something inside me broke. "Coach please don't kick me out of the team. I will try harder. The knee injury is not a big deal", l lied because if l was out of the team l would be a loser and the only thing I would have was that stupid Glee club. "You know, you remind me of a young Sue Sylvester, Fabray. But it's final. The last thing I want is my Head Cheerio to have a permanent injury. Do you understand?", she said and l nodded. "You can go now", she told me and I was out of the office in a second.
I couldn't hold myself and my tears started to run like water and soon sobs made their appearance while I was running in the hallway to reach the bathroom. I wanted to be alone. The bell had already rang, so, thankfully nobody saw me until I opened the door and entered the bathroom. I was shocked when I saw the one Rachel Berry standing there. It was like she was waiting for me. "Quinn-", she tried to say but I talked over her. "What now Rachel?", l said while swiping my eyes with my sleeves. I said her name again, crap. I was the Head Cheerio and I supposed to call her names because she was a loser but so was l. She is so talented and one day she will be the brightest star of them all, she didn't deserve to be called anything other than her name. She doesn't give a damn about what the others say, she just does whatever she wants. I wish I could be like her. "Quinn please stop crying", she said and came closer to me. I didn't move. "She kicked me out of the team because of my stupid injury. It really doesn't hurt at all", l said between sobs and tears. "Hey, I see the way you are walking and I can say that it hurts and you are way too stubborn to admit it", she said with her sweet voice and l melt. She came even closer, cupped my face and whipped some of my tears with her thumbs. "Don't you have a class to attend to?", I said raising my eyebrow. "l just wanted to make you feel better", she said with a sad voice and before she left l caught her by her wrist. "l am sorry Rachel. Thank you. I'll see you at Glee club", l heard myself saying and l kissed her cheek. We both blushed and stared at each other for a moment and then she left. I threw some water to my face and was watching my reflection in the mirror. Why the hell did l kiss her? I don't know, I just felt like doing it. Her skin was so soft and when she blushes she is so cute. Wait, why do I think these things for Rachel? Oh no, it can't be... I can't like a girl, especially Rachel Berry.
Faberry
Rachel's point of view
As soon as I walked out of the bathroom I started bouncing like a ball in the hallway. Oh my God, Quinn Fabray kissed me. She kissed me. Okay it wasn't, you know, a kiss on the lips but it was still a kiss, right? We both blushed and I stared at her gorgeous hazel eyes. Unfortunately, all I could see was pain and sadness clouding her beautiful eyes. She called me Rachel again and that attitude of hers disappeared for a moment. She even let me come close to her and touch her, that was a progress, right? I wish she could like me back but I don't really know her. Okay, so, step one: become friends with Quinn Fabray. Step two: date Quinn Fabray. It sounds like a plan. Hmm, operation Faberry is on the go.
It was the first time I completely ignored the teacher. I was lost in my thoughts. All l could think was the incident at the bathroom. My thoughts stopped when the bell rang and I run out of the class with only one goal, to find mister Schuester. When l spotted him getting out of another class l run and tapped his shoulder. "Hello Rachel, how are you?", he asked with a warm smile. "Hello mister Schuester, l am perfectly fine. I want to talk to you about an idea that l had about today's meeting", l said smiling back to him. "Sure go ahead, tell me", he said. "How about this week's assignment would be duets?", l said enthusiastically. "That's a great idea Rachel. Now, if you'll excuse me, l have to do something", he said when he saw miss Pillsbury.
Faberry
Quinn's point of view
I didn't want anyone to see me at lunch, especially Santana and Brittany. I was avoiding them successfully till now. So, I grabbed my lunch from my bag and went to the auditorium. I wanted some alone time. When I got there, l heard a beautiful voice singing. I got mesmerized and immediately entered the auditorium forgetting that I wanted alone time just a minute ago. I couldn't see who was on the stage but her voice was crystal clear and angelic. I continued walking towards the stage and the voice only came stronger to my ears. That was the moment I found out it was Rachel singing 'On my own'. I stood there without her noticing me and when she finished l started clapping. "Rachel that was amazing", l stated and she turned to face me. "Thank you so much Quinn. I love spending time here, it relaxes me. But what are you doing here?", she asked almost confused. "I wanted some alone time so I came to eat here", l admitted. "Do you want me to leave? l finished anyway", she asked me kindly. "No, no, of course not, you can stay. I didn't come to kick you out. I will just sit here. You can continue your practice", l said while trying to sit down but my knee hurt again. "Here, let me help you", she said when she heard a quiet ouch escaping my mouth. She grabbed my hand and helped me sit at the edge of the stage.
"Thanks Rach", I said. She was standing in front of me and we were in the same height because I was sitting. "You know, you have an excellent voice. It's so colorful and powerful", l said without taking my eyes off of hers. "Th-thank you so, um, thank you so much Quinn", she said and came closer to me. I looked at her lips and subconsciously licked mine. That was all it took for her to lean in and kiss me. Her lips were so soft and tasted like strawberries. Her tiny hands cupped my face and she stroke my cheeks with her thumbs. My hands were holding so hard the edge of the stage. It felt so nice having her lips on mine. Suddenly, the thought of my dad telling me l was useless flashed to my mind and l pulled off. "l-l am so sorry Quinn", she said sad. "It's not your fault Rachel, okay? Look, l have to go. I, um, l'll see at Glee club", l said and jump from the stage. I almost fell because I couldn't stand on both of my knees but Rachel grabbed me. "Thank you. I have to go, l am sorry. You didn't do anything wrong, okay? I just have to go", l said again and eventually leave.
Faberry
Rachel's point of view
I was practicing in the auditorium when I heard Quinn clapping when l finished singing 'On my own'. I swear it was the first time she clapped for me and it seemed a bit unusual. I asked her what was she doing here and after she told me that she wanted some alone time I offered to get out of there but she stopped me. I helped her to sit at the edge of the stage. She complimented my voice and we stared at each other's eyes for like an eternity. When she looked my lips and licked hers, my heart started pounding so fast that I thought it stopped for a moment. I don't know what got into me and I leaned in and kissed her. She kissed me back. Some seconds later she pulled back and I could tell she was afraid of something. She told me that she would see me at Glee and left. That kiss made clear that I was falling for Quinn Fabray. All l could do is to see if she likes me back. I couldn't wait to see her again at Glee.
Faberry