Quinn Fabray pushed open the glass doors to the suicide rehab she'd been referred to. She smiled softly as she looked around and seen the happy smiles, on the faces of people dressed in all white -most likely the patients- as they sat next to someone casually dressed, happily making a conversation with them, listening to their problems and helping them in the best way. It warmed Quinn's heart to know there were people with good hearts in the world.
"Fabray?" Quinn's eyes met the blue eyes of the secretary's at the front desk, Quinn's eyebrows raised as she gazed at the girl, while walking up to her, or well, the desk. Blonde hair, slightly darker than hers, and a bright smile, brighter than she's ever seen someone in her life do. Quinn's smile widened as she looked beside the young adult and seen a brunette girl, about the same age, dressed in all white. Her partner.
"That is I" Quinn spoke softly, finally reaching the front desk, she placed her hands softly on it. Her eyes moved over to the name tag on the secretary's shirt. Brittany.
"Wonderful, we got a letter from the retirement home you were at, you seem perfect for here" Quinn's eyes met Brittany's as Quinn softly nodded.
"Thank you" A loud cough made both blonde turn to face the brunette.
"And this is Santana" Brittany said, her smile softening, as her eyes formed a sparkle. "I'm not supposed to work with the patients, but this one just stuck to me, since I first got here" Quinn bit her lip as she smiled. She thought it was cute, and she hoped for an experience like that, just to look at someone across the room, lock eyes and feel that pull and have someone to look forward to seeing each and everyday. Seemed like a long shot for Quinn, but she kept her hopes up.
Quinn looked between Santana and Brittany as they shared a smile, and stared at each other, only breaking apart when a buzzer went off, Quinn caught Santana's smile drop instantly. Looking over to Brittany she noticed her cheerful smile vanish as well.
"And that means it's break time" the dark blonde sighed. She glanced at Santana before looking up toward Quinn again. "Um, There's a file cabnet just under here" Brittany pointed to under the desk. "It has files of the patients without partners, you may take your pick of one" Brittany stated before getting up. "And I'm sure Santana will be willing to help you fit in perfectly, right?" Both blondes turned to the brunette once more as Santana looked between the two and rolled her eyes.
"Yeah, Fine" Santana crossed her arms over her chest, as Brittany let out a small smile, leaning over and kissing the girl's cheek softly, before whispering in her ear. She stood up straight and Quinn smirked at the blush forming on the patient's face.
"Well, I hope you have a wonderful day Quinn, hopefully I'll see you after" Brittany nodded at Quinn before, waving goodbye to the brunette and turned, walking through a door that had "Employees only" written on the front. Quinn turned to Santana as the girl glared at her.
"Well are you going to come here and pick a loser or what?" Santana almost growled as Quinn narrowed her eyes at the girl.
"If their losers, that would make you one, I mean you are dressed like them" Quinn stated, walking around the front desk and kneeling down in front of the file cabinet Santana sat beside.
"Touche" The brunette mumbled, watching Quinn pull open a drawer and looking through the files. Quinn sighed softly, each name she read didn't seem to interest her, then again she wasn't even sure what type of person she was looking for, she knew it wasn't right to just judge someone on their name, especially in a suicidal rehab, but she felt as if she would click with someone right away. That was just how Quinn was thought.
Landing on the last file at the drawer, Quinn closed it, her eyes narrowed and titled her head as she read a drawer with a paper taped to it that read "Unwanted" Quinn looked up at Santana.
"unwanted?" She could see Santana tense, before the girl cringed.
"Basically no hope for those dorks. They don't talk to people, nor accept the help from people who are volunteering like you" Santana gestured her hand toward the drawer "I was almost in that drawer too...until they finally let me hang around Brittany" Quinn could swear she may have seen a small tear fill the brunette's eye, but decided not to question it. Instead Quinn faced the drawer and opened it, surprised to only see one file, she looked up at Santana, who only shrugged.
Quinn picked up the file, reading Rachel Berry off of it, put a small smile on her face, a smile she didn't mean to have on. closing the drawer, Quinn stood up, placing the file on the desk and taking Brittany's seat.
"Really? You had all those people and you're going to pick that-" Santana cut off her own words as she met the glare of Quinn Fabray for the first time. Santana acted tough, but even that look sent a chill down her spine. She held her hands up in defense, sighing when Quinn turned back to the file.
Quinn let her fingers trail down the left side of the file, her index finger slipped in between the folds before she opened it. Quinn could feel her breath get caught in her throat as she looked into the brown, broken eyes of Rachel Berry. She felt her heart squeeze, even in a picture, she could see the agony behind those beautiful eyes. Quinn looked toward the brunette hair, and took a mental note that it was much more beautiful than Santana's as it flowed over her shoulder and curled at the tip.
The beautiful brunette's lips curled downward in a frown, and Quinn had already made it her mission to turn it around, she wanted to see that beautiful girl smile, she wanted to see it in person, and she wanted to be the reason for it.
"Take me to her" Quinn demanded, her fingers tracing over the brunette's picture before looking up at Santana
"Excuse me? I do not escort"
"Now" Quinn shut the file, she leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms over her chest and glaring at Santana. The Latina simply stared at Quinn before, she sighed and got up.
"Keep up" was all the brunette mumbled as she walked past a smirking Quinn.
Rachel thanked God for Finn's early arrival issue, the memory of Finn simply walking out ten minutes ago still fresh in her mind. She wiped at her tear filled eyes, and pulled up her white pants, before dropping back into bed. She breathed deeply before letting out a shaky breath.
"God...I know I'm rightfully Jewish and all, but um, I thought...that...maybe you could um...send me...some...help? An angel maybe? to come take me away...I don't...I don't want to be in this room anymore...I don't want to be in this place...I can't take it..." Rachel sobbed softly. Her words came with a cracked voice and heavy breathes, her hands constantly at her eyes trying to not let a tear fall down her cheek. She opened her mouth to continue her plea until a knock at the door shut it quickly.
"Hobbit, you in there?" Rachel sighed, at least it wasn't Finn. "What...Oh it's a joke" Rachel's eyebrows scrunched at Santana's new words.
Maybe she's just talking to Brittany...maybe it's time for my pills...maybe I can convince them to give me more than just two this time..
Santana's knocks became more harsh. "I don't got all day" Rachel rolled her eyes before sliding out of bed. "I don't mean no harm to her" Santana mumbled, before Rachel opened the door. her eyes met the brown of the brunette before she glanced at Santana's side where a new blonde stood before her. Rachel felt as if her breath was lost in those hazel green eyes.
"Um..Hi!" The blonde greeted Rachel with a cheerful grin, she held Rachel's file under her arm as her free hand waved frantically side to side at the tiny girl. Rachel's lips twitched up into a small smile. Rachel simply returned her wave with her hand raising up and using her index finger to bend. From the corner of her eye she saw Santana turn to the brunette.
"That's her weird way of saying hello to strangers" Rachel's smile dropped, and at the drop as did the blonde's. The taller girl glared at Santana once more, as the Latina turned back to Rachel.
"Rachel, This is Quinn, Quinn, Rachel" Santana gestured her hands at the person who's name she spoke, before stepping back, allowing Rachel to fully see Quinn. "She choose you to volunteer with" Rachel's eyes switched between Santana's to Quinn's before she titled her head, her eyes filling with tears again, and she moved back and slammed the door shut.
Quinn turned to Santana, the Latina would never admit it, but she felt her heart squeeze at the worried look in the blonde's eyes. "Don't look at me like that, I warned you" Santana poked Quinn, before Quinn sighed. She knocked on the door softly.
"Rachel I um...I want to help...I really do..and I refuse to leave this door until you open it again" Quinn said, the tone of her voice was weak, but to be fair, she had only dealt with seniors before. This was new to Quinn, at least she was trying though right?
Quinn watched Brittany walk past the hall the two girls were at, and from the corner of her eye she saw Santana's grin appear in an instant.
"Good luck" was all the Latina had said before, patting Quinn on the back and jogging after her own blonde. Quinn sighed and leaned her back against the grey door behind her. She slide down and stretched her feet out on the floor, and as opened up the file in her lap.
"Still here" She called out, her index finger knocking twice on Rachel's door. She sighed and looked down at the file. "take your time"
HannahWilliam33 - Well this is certainly going to be a dark story, and I will keep updating it as long as you're reading it, so I hope that'll help with the dark stories you'll want to follow! And right? Writing is awesome, I'm glad you use it to get out your feelings too, it's good to know I'm not the only one. You're amazing.
Em - I hope this chapter was a good job as well, I re-wrote it a couple of times and I still don't think the beginning is all that great but I just gave up with it, so it's there.
snowdrop1026 - It's totally different to everything else I write isn't it? I think it's because of that, that this is going to be another special story to me, just like "I could be the one who makes you feel beautiful" I don't know why that one sticks out so much to me...maybe cause it's almost like this one, except this one is darker, I guess. P.S I love your username I don't know why it just seems cute to me.
Parawhoreforlife - I'm sorry I didn't update this sooner! Please don't haunt my dreams! I'll update this way more now too! I won't disappoint you I promise!
rainbowbright108 - Basically, Depression was usually in Rachel's family (As it is in mine) and she just so happened to get the mental illness as well unfortunately, and with her being adopted, she always felt that she was never wanted since she was a kid, although she loves her dad's, it still hurts her, and elementary and high school with bullies didn't help her self-esteem or help take away her depression, it just simply made it worse every year, and with countless secret attempts of suicide, her fathers had found her suicide notes, and didn't know what else to do but send her here...you'll learn more in more detail as the story goes on, this was just like a brief explanation, sorry if it sucks.
RachelBarbraBerry - First of all. Your username, THE BEST. I think I'm in love with it, the first time I saw it I just smiled :D like that! and second of all, I'm sorry it hurt :( I'm fixing it! I hope this one hurt less!