Folks, it's been 4 months, and TRULY SORRY. So without further ado, may I present Chapter 2!

Quinn felt normal.

This morning Finn picked her up for school and together, they had a great time. Not in that way though…

"Finn! Calm your man boobs down! You're gonna hit a car, if you don't stop!" laughed Quinn.

"But my boobs are fine! We won't hit a car, promise."

It's been that way for the past month. Quinn wanted nothing more than to spend time with Finn. Even Kurt had started to become her friend. She didn't feel lonely anymore. She felt loved and wanted.

Of course, you must be wondering whether Finn still had his commitments to other things. Well, no. He stopped going for football, he hung out with Quinn and to be honest, he loved it. He missed how they always teased each other and how they were always honest with each other.

Kurt, you might ask, how did he get in? Well, simple. He decided that Quinn was a person just like him and that she deserved better. He stopped talking to his best friend, Rachel. In his opinion, he found her a total bitch, after what she had done to Quinn.

As usual, the three of them would sit with each other in class and work together. Of course, hanging out with Quinn, meant that they would have to listen in class and take notes rather than talking and playing around. Quinn still wanted to work hard.

Her relationship with her mother had not even progressed. Right after the day Finn and her became friends, she tried talking to her mum and did everything to please her. But no. She was not called Quinnie or she wasn't hugged. She was ignored. She felt the urge to run away.

That was what she did.

It took her some planning and a phone call. It was decided, she will leave.

8p.m. - She would pack her things. Whatever she needed and wait for Finn, to pick her up.

8.05p.m. - Finn would distract Mrs Fabray, while Quinn exits through the back door.

8.10p.m. - She would run to Finn's car and wait for him while he finishes.

8.24p.m. - They arrive at Finn's house and ta-da! She would be in the guest room while, Mrs Hudson makes something warm for her.

Only, it didn't work that way. Mrs Fabray had shut the door in Finn's face, when he appeared at the door step.

Quinn dialled Finn.

"What do we do now?"

"Well, you can always climb out the window, jump and I'll catch you."

"Are you crazy!?"

"There's no other choice honey."

He was right, there was no other choice. She was going to have to jump."

"Alright, fine. I'm throwing my things down first. You better catch them."

"Okay okay. C'mon hurry!"

She shut her phone and dumped it in her bag. She looked around her room to see whether she had forgotten anything. She looked down to see Finn smiling goofily. She rolled her eyes.

She threw her things down.

Lo and behold. He caught it! Now he has to catch Quinn.

He set aside her suitcase and waited with open arms, for Quinn to fall. Anytime now…, he thought.

Quinn took a deep breath. A very deep one. She looked down. She was on the second floor for goodness' sake. She pushed herself up on the ledge. Goddamit! She was wearing a dress. Let's hope Finn isn't a pervert, she thought.

She stood on the window sill. 1. 2. 3.

She jumped. She tried hard not to scream but her mouth was covered by a warm hand. She didn't break any bones. She didn't feel the ground. Instead two strong arms beneath her back cradling her. She started to feel tears coming up. Before she could even say anything, she started crying.

"Shh, shh. It's fine. You're safe. By the way, blue is very complimenting on your underside."

She looked at Finn in shock. She slapped his arm playfully, somehow not minding what he said.

"You pervert! I'm so gonna tell everyone you wore diapers until you were five!"

"You wouldn't!"

"Yes, I would. I'll make sure Kurt tells everyone." She smiled slyly.

"You, Quinn Fabray, are the most evil human being on earth."

"I try."

Together, they walked to the car, with Finn carrying Quinn's suitcase. As they reached his home, Quinn could see the outline of Mrs Hudson. She stepped out of the car, being greeted by arms of a loving woman. This is what a mother felt like.

Quinn brought her things to her new room and started unpacking. She looked around. The walls felt cozy and soft. Everything in the room felt right. It felt nicer and friendlier. Rather than her house.

"Hey, can I come in?" a voice asked on the other side.

"Sure."

Finn entered the room and helped her unpack and put her things away. And again, Finn was the hero of the day.