The blonde finds Rachel out in the hallway pacing back and forth. Tear were burning down her eyes. Her hands were bunched up into fists so tight her nails were digging into her palms. Quinn watched as the other girl spotted her and lifted her gaze. The two made contact. It was enough to stop Rachel in her tracks. Quinn's breathing started taking off. The look in Rachel's eyes was dangerous. It made the blonde nervous. Slowly the ex cheerleader took a step toward Rachel. The diva didn't move. Another step. Rachel swallows deeply, trying to find air. Another step. Hearts were racing.

Step

The blonde was getting closer.

Step... Freeze

Pale fingers reached out and gently brushed away a few strands of dark hair. Warm breath splashed across Quinn's face. Brown eyes were staring back at her with burning intensity. The want... The need... it was all written on their hearts, on their faces. The blonde leans in. Rachel quickly pulls back.

"Don't"

Prom part two:

Quinn quickly pulled back, her hazel eyes wide with surprise. A large frown has stretched across her face, her movements frozen. Quinn drew her eyes to the brunette with a weary look hinted with confusion. Hurt was clearly written over her face and the brunette knew it. Rachel swallowed deeply before inhaling a shaking breath. Her heart was racing, body trembling. Her world was slowly coming undone by the seams. The air around them was changing, charged with the obvious big elephant in the room.

The blonde chewed on the inside of her lip as she tried to process the situation. Words weren't connecting or making sense. There wasn't any way to explain it. And she knew it. But the look on Rachel's face was all but telling. She had to tread carefully now. The veil between them was starting to dissipate and that could only lead to two possible outcomes. Fight or flight.

The silence ticked on and before she knew it, the thoughtless words were tumbling from the blonde's mouth, "I was just going to hug you."

Rachel tore her heavy gaze away from the other girl, shaking her head in disbelief. Of all the things she could have said and that was the lame excuse she came up with. She knew better. But Quinn was throwing her a life jacket and after tonight's event there was no way she could do this right now or ever. Rachel wrapped her arms around herself, hoping, pleading silently for the blonde to leave her alone. Quinn clearly wasn't getting the message.

"No." Rachel replied back with a quivering tone.

Quinn expelled a harsh breath of air, feeling the painful spear pierce through her tight chest. She didn't expect the small yet simple word to hurt. But it does. A million more thoughts rush by in an instant. She wants to say something to get them both back on shore to safety. But what could do that? What could she say to make time turn back? What more could she do? At the moment nothing was coming to mind and that annoyed the blonde. It didn't help matters when she noticed that Rachel was pretending like she wasn't even there. The warm heavy blanket of alcohol was making this a lot harder than what she had planned.

"I- I don't understand." Quinn gets out in a low whisper.

The diva closes her eyes. The storm was building. It would only be a matter of minutes before the waves started crashing in. She needed to leave. She didn't care about the consequences of her actions. This was about self preservation. Who cares if she decided to walk away right now? The damage that derived from this wouldn't nearly be as bad as the impending disaster that was heading their way.

"There's nothing to understand Quinn. I want to be left alone." Rachel breathed out.

Again that deep sinking feeling hits the blonde's stomach. Why is this hurting so much? Quinn swallows the sand at the back of her throat. Her eyes have never left the girl. Rachel is trying to pull away.

"You need a friend Rachel." Quinn pauses before slowly taking a step forward. "You need me."

Rachel throws Quinn a quick look before scooting herself back a step. Her face heats up with the implication. It annoys her. "I don't need you. I don't need anyone right now. I just WANT to be left alone." Rachel answers back with a defiant tone.

"Why won't you just let me help you?" Quinn asks, hurt clearly laced in her words.

The diva can't help herself or the betrayal she feels when she looks up into those hazel eyes. She can see the damage she is doing to her. The hurtful comments were cracking this girl piece by piece. Painful pangs rattle through Rachel's chest. This needed to be done.

"Because I don't NEED you." Rachel reiterates, trying to make the girl understand. "Please leave me alone!"

Quinn shook her head, the tears threatening to burn down her face. "I can't do that Rachel." She breathes out heavily.

"YES. You can!" Rachel quips back readily.

"No." Quinn breaks out in a whimper. "I can't"

Rachel can feel the tears burning behind her eyes. This can't be happening. This wasn't supposed to happen. This wasn't the night she had envisioned for her prom night. This was far from it. And as of this moment, everything was crumbling into dust. "Quinn please, I just can't. I can't deal with this right now."

Quinn's red hazel eyes zoomed in on the diva. "You mean you can't deal with me."

Rachel huffed out a long breath before shakily running a hand down the side of her face. She was on fire. The heat was suffocating and her breathing was heavy. What more could she do to make her understand? This is the only way…."What do you want from me?"

The blonde shook her head, a small tear falling down her flawless face. "I don't want anything from you Rach."

It wasn't good enough. "Yes… you do. Don't lie to me!" Rachel pushed out.

Quinn arched her head and stared the other girl down with a look of disbelief. She was about to say something until Rachel cut her off. "You know what? On second thought don't say anything."

"Why?" Quinn asked with an edgy tone.

"Because we can't do this." Rachel exclaimed.

"Do what?" the blonde reiterated.

"Quinn…" Rachel begged.

"Rachel I don't understand!"

The diva drew her gaze away from Quinn and focused her attention down at the floor. "I don't want to hear what you have to say."

"WHY?"

"I can't do this with you!" Rachel yelled out.

There was a long break in silence. Quinn wrapped her arms around herself as she involuntarily took a step back. Her lungs were gasping for air. This wasn't making any sense. Why was she drowning? There's no water around. Minutes were ticking by. Time was getting away fast. Panic was seeping through the blonde's veins. Why was she doing this? What point is she trying to make? Is she trying to hurt me on purpose? WHAT IS THE POINT?

Rachel calmly lifted her gaze over to the trembling girl. "We've already been through enough this year that could last us a lifetime. We're friends. I-I've just got you. I'm not ready to lose you because of some silly misunderstanding. Our friendship means more to me than anything else. I'm not going to let you ruin it."

Suddenly the missing puzzle pieces connected. Quinn narrowed her teary eyes at Rachel. "Silly misunderstanding?" she stated in a hurt, disgruntled type of voice. "Are you fucking with me? So you want to pretend that this doesn't exist? You want to run away."

The diva shook her head quickly before dropping her arms to her side. "I'm not running away. There is NOTHING here! Nothing is going to come out of this. Right now you're confused. You've been drinking. We're finally seeing each other after months of being away. It's been a long night. You don't know what you're feeling. Just drop it!" Rachel countered.

Quinn swallowed a large piece of glass. "So, you're saying my feelings aren't real?" she finished softly.

"Quinn-"

The blonde released her arms from around herself, her face heating up with rage and tears. She pointed a finger at the smaller girl all while shaking her head. "No fuck YOU! FUCK YOU RACHEL BERRY! FUCKKKK YOUUU! YOU DON'T GET TO DO THIS TO ME. BECAUSE I KNOW WHAT I'M FEELING-

Rachel nervously looked up and down the hall. Things were quickly turning the wrong way fast. There was no one here to save her. Her body was shaking uncontrollably. She knew what was coming. But there was no way to stop it. Her stomach clenched into a tight painful knot. She couldn't breathe. No please, don't….. She felt sick.

"I-I can't stop thinking about you." Quinn started off.

Nausea smacked the diva square in the chest. Her head was spinning fast.

"You're in my thoughts 24/7. Everywhere I go, I feel you. You're a part of me. And even though we can't see each other every day, I know that you're here for me. I pray every single night, hoping, that you'll be in my dreams. Because you're all I think about. You're all that I want! You are running through my veins. And I can't stop it. I don't want this to stop. When you kissed me…. You sparked something within me. You brought me back to life. I can't let this go! Because for the first time in my life, I'm feeling these things that are way out of my control. And I'm falling in it."

By this point the tears are endlessly flowing down Rachel's face. Her body is heaving. "I-I I'm telling you, there is nothing for you. I've given all that I can for you. That has to be enough. I can't give you anymore. I can't give you what you want!" Rachel threw out.

Quinn couldn't take that as an answer. "You're wrong! You're just scared!"

"OF COURSE I'M SCARED! You're scaring me!" Rachel fired out.

NO! The ex cheerleader took a step forward, trying to make the diva look up at her. When she wouldn't she bravely lifted up the other girl's chin. "Because you want this just as badly as I do." Quinn whispered.

Rachel roughly pulled away, shoving the other girl a little to get some space. "NO I DON'T! SO STOP IT!"

"I CAN'T GIVE YOU UP! I'VE TRIED… BUT I CAN'T! DON'T YOU GET THAT? I CAN'T LET YOU GO ANYMORE THAN YOU CAN LET ME GO."

The diva calls bullshit. "You don't know what you are talking about."

Quinn continued on. "It's why we can't stop fighting. Because we're not fighting with each other. We are fighting for each other."

"Just stop it! Please! This isn't your problem anymore. You don't live here. You're not a part of it. You're not even supposed to be here. You don't know what I'm going through. You don't know how I feel. I CAN'T – I CAN'T DO THIS." She gasped. "I'm sorry but I can't! I can't just …. I can't- I can't do this! So please just go away! Why can't you just leave me alone? I DON'T WANT YOU HERE!" Rachel cries out.

Quinn eyes the other girl with tears of her own dribbling down her face. "Rachel this isn't easy for me either. But you and I both know that there is something between us. There is something here. And it's fucking real. So real, that is scares the shit out of me."

"Quinn-"

"No!" She shakes her head. "I know you feel it just as much as I do."

Rachel denies it. She can't acknowledge it. If she does, she is going to break.

"We can't keep running from this forever." Quinn whimpers out.

"Fucking stop!" Rachel shouts.

Quinn flinches, the reality of the situation was coming to a head and nothing was going her way. She could feel the edges of her heart start to crack. Little by little she could feel the waves of pain crashing in. She was drowning and time was almost up. "Tell me I'm not the only one that's in this?" She asked in a hoarse voice.

The brunette closed her eyes to shield herself away from the pain. But it was too much. All of it was too much. Her throat was closing up. What more could she do? It was the final test. "You are." She croaked out.

Quinn reached out. Her fingertips brushed across the span of Rachel's tan flawless cheek. Immediately Rachel smacked her hand away, out of reach. "Quinn BACK OFF!" Rachel fired off. "What part don't you get? I. DON'T. WANT. YOU!"

The final bullet was fired and hit its mark. Hazel eyes glazed over as the words repeated soundly in her head. Silence followed. Pale fingers twitched at their sides. The tears that were falling couldn't compare with the floodgates that were crushing the blonde. She was drowning. No one was going to save her. Rachel watched as her handy work took play. It ripped her heart into a million pieces. And she couldn't take it back. The damage was done. Fear was curling in her veins. The realization of what she had done was hitting her full force. The blonde was slipping through her grasp. She desperately tried to cling to the girl for dear life. But gravity was taking its toll. The blonde was already pulling away. Rachel's heart was sinking farther and farther below her body. She had pushed too far. "Quinn- I didn't "

Quinn was backing away with a haunted look in her eyes. "It's okay… I get it." she replied in a low raspy voice. Her heart was completely smashed, world spinning in a daze. Darkness was edging into view. She needed to throw up. "I- uhh- fuck… I'm s-s-so sorry." Quinn stuttered. She couldn't see. She couldn't breathe. How did they end up here? She continued backing away from the smaller girl.

Rachel's face became pale as she watched the blonde stumble back. "Quinn-"

The blonde tore her gaze from the smaller girl and tried to collect herself. She tried hard to plaster a fake polite smile on her face. Her cheeks twitched with heaviness as she gave one final look at the girl she had fallen in love with. "Cc-congrats Rach on homecoming. You d-deserve it." She ripped out in a shaky whisper.

It was too much. Quinn released the fake smile she had on and turned around.

"Quinn don't- please. I'm so sorry… I didn't mean it. Quinn! Quinn!" Rachel called out.

Her words had no effect. The blonde kept walking down the dark secluded hallway. Rachel cried out again and again, begging for the girl to stop. Nothing. Just air. Rachel watches and stares at the blonde's retreating form. Once she's gone a loud sob escapes her, and she's crying uncontrollably. Her heart has been ripped open, the blood flowing down easily. Her body lifelessly falls down from the lockers.

The end-

Bahaha JUST KIDDING! I'm fucking with ya! Only two more chapters left! I'm posting the third part of this later on tonight if you guys give me enough reviews. :P (Yes I'm blackmailing you) So write and let me know what you think? I know drama… But do you have faith? I do!