Thank you all for being awesome and checking my story out. I still can't believe how many of you like it! I'm so glad some of you guys like Addison! :) The reason nobody tried to contact Santana will slowly become clear in the next few chapters.
Also you will get more of Quinn and San's high school story along with a dash of Addy 's past.
Thanks again. Hope you likey.
Daisy x
Quinn stood at the doorway to Santana's room clutching a bouquet of red tulips, which were Santana's favorite. She had been stood there for around five minutes, smiling at the inane bickering coming from the two girls inside. Finally after their little fight over which power puff girl was the best. Addy is so not as scary as I thought. The blonde cleared her throat. Two sets of eyes snapped towards her and she smiled as she stepped in.
Adddison cleared her throat and looked at Santana. "Ok. I'm gonna go take a wizz" she said, causing the brunette to scrunch up her nose. The tall girl stood and squeezed her friends foot as she passed the bottom of the bed. She paused in front of a quiet Quinn for a moment, whispering. "Behave blondie". Before pushing slightly passed her and out the door.
Quinn smiled as the younger girl left the room. "You're gonna have to get a muzzle for that one" she joked. Santana giggled.
"I couldn't find any that came in mega bitch size". she shrugged, her attention slowly drifting to the flowers in Quinn's hand. The blonde followed her gaze and coughed a little. Raising them up and shrugging.
"flowers...for you". She paused awkwardly and chastised herself. "obviously..." She whispered, stepping up the latinas side. "I remember you used to like red tulips and I thought they'd brighten up your room". She held the bouquet out as a small blush crept up her cheeks.
Santana smiled widely and took them off the blonde. "They're beautiful Q". She said whilst raising them to her nose and smelling them.
Quinn smiled brightly and brushed a strand of hair behind the shorter girls ear. "Not as beautiful as you S". Instantly she snatched her hand away and used it to cover her mouth. Eyes wide she began to ramble. "Oh..San...shit, that just came out. I...please...it's true but i shouldn't have said it..I'll go" she finalised, stepping back a little. "Yea, I should go". As the blonde stepped back again. A petite hand wrapped around her wrist.
Santana looked up at Quinn. Her chest tight and her heart beating fast. But still she was certain in her decision. "please don't leave Q." she whispered.
Quinn looked at the brunette. "I'll stay as long as you want me". The blonde whispered back.
The meaning of their words not lost on either girl. A moment of silence passed over the girls as Santana released Quinn's wrist from her grip.
The blonde silently reached out and took the flowers from the latinas grasp, quietly she made her way around the room, retrieving the still empty water jug from yesterday and filled it in the small basin in the corner. Gently she placed the tulips inside and positioned them on the small night sang next to Santana's bed.
The latina smiled again. "I know your game Fabray!" She joked as the blonde looked on slightly worried. "are those flowers really for me or are they purely a way of stopping Addy throwing jugs of water over you!?".
The blonde let out a chuckle. "Somehow. I don't think that would stop her...Do you!?". Santana shook her head and Quinn laughed. "didn't think so.". The Yale graduate pulled a chair up to the bed and sat, crossing her legs and placing her hands in her lap.
Santana could see the indecision on the taller girls face. "Out with it Lucy Q" . She demanded.
The blonde tried to feign innocence, but hearing the latinas old nickname for her set her off balance . Stalling she looked around the room. A disgruntled and slightly adorable whine from her former cheerioes co captain brought her attention back. "I was wondering." She looked at the ground. "How...". She shook her head. "what the doctors have said...if you're ok.". Her eyes found Santana's and she didn't like what she saw.
The latina smiled sadly. "I'm due my results today. By the look on Doctor vampires face yesterday, I don't think its gonna be good news"
Santana's words hit Quinn like a punch in the gut. She swallowed a lump in her throat and changed the subject. "Doctor vampire!?". She asked incredulously, eliciting a giggle from the girl propped up in bed.
"He ordered like, a hundred viles of blood yesterday." She answered. "It's totally suspicious" She added seriously before shrugging. "I think he drinks them".
A full belly laugh escaped Quinn's mouth. The shorter girl joining in after a moment. "God San...I've missed you so much".She said breathlessly. Immediately the brunettes laughter stopped, and Quinn saw a dark look cross her eyes.
"You don't get to say that Q". Whispered the latina. Her eyes drifting to her now fidgeting hands. "You could have called. Or text.". She gritted her teeth. "Fuck, you could have facebooked me!". She turned her misty eyes to Quinn.
The blonde bit her bottom lip. She knew this was going to come up eventually. She just wished it was further down the line. "I tried San...but your phone was cut off, you hadn't used Facebook in months...I didn't know where you where.."
The latina chuckled darkly. "2 months Q". She sighed. "My phone was connected for two months before it was cut off Quinn!". Santana's voice became irritated. "And 'I HADN'T USED FACEBOOK IN MONTHS!? Pathetic Q...I checked my account every fuckin day!". Her voice began to quiver as she released her pent up anger. "Not one of you...not one single person tried go get a hold of me Quinn!". The shorter girl paused, wiping a stray tear from her cheek. "Not Mercedes, not Puck...Not even Kurt!". Her voice cracked at the mention of the boys name. " Britt". The latina stumbled painfully over her ex girlfriends name. "Brittany must have given you all a real good story..." she shook her head. "The worst thing is". She added. "I expected it from certain people...I knew I wasn't the most loved person...but you Quinn...". Another tear escaped her eye and ran down to her chin. "I thought...I thought you cared".
The blonde opened her mouth to protest, but a hand on her shoulder stopped her. She turned in her seat to meet the threatening gaze of Addison.
"Visiting time is over". Ground out the obviously irritated girl. She then stepped to Santana's side folding her arms.
"No." Answered Quinn defiantly. Standing and mirroring the taller girls pose.
"It wasn't a suggestion blondie.". She spat, stepping forward. "It's best if you leave. I don't wanna mess that pretty face of yours up".
Quinn found herself yet again stepping back from the intimidating girl. She knew better than to confront her. Especially when it was over the girl who occupied the hospital bed. But her heart overruled her head on this occasion. Straightening up she prepared herself. "How about you take your creepily overprotective ass out that door and find yourself an actual girlfriend you can stake claim to, rather than smothering the one behind you, who, obviously is not interested in your skanky self".
Quinn didn't feel her feet disappear from under her, she didn't feel her back hit the wall. She didn't even hear Santana's cries for it all to stop. All she would fully remember was the regret for those words she spoke, a bruise forming around her jaw would serve as a reminder. Suddenly she felt her ass hit a plastic chair. Looking around in a daze she realised she was in the corridor outside of Santana's room. A fuming Addison standing over her.
"Do not ever, EVER! Insinuate shit like that!" Growled the tattooed girl as she let go of Quinn's light blue cardigan. "Santana is my best friend. My family. And I will do anything to protect her." she turned and headed back to the room as Quinn became aware of anguished sobs emitting from it's occupant.
Addison stopped for a moment before looking the blonde directly in the eyes. "You're fucking up Fabray...don't make me do something I'll regret". And with those final words she stepped inside the room closing the door violently behind her.
The blonde Sat dazed. Her right hand drifting up to her throbbing jaw. Oh shit. She thought to herself. Dumbass.