Chapter 5:
A/N: Thank you so much everyone for all the support for the last chapter! This chapter ends on a big cliffhanger- please don't kill me! Lol. Enjoy.
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It had been three months since Quinn and Rachel had kissed and later decided to secretly date. It was hard sometimes, for example at Sectionals when Rachel had been singing her solo and Quinn had found her incredibly sexy and wanted to go up and kiss her then, or the time when they were on a date at Breadstix when their friends walked in and had to let them sit down squished up tight beside them, but it was working out. At least, Quinn thought it was working out.
It was when she had pulled Rachel into the janitor's closet during their free period and Rachel wasn't kissing her back that she realised that something was wrong.
"Are you alright?" Quinn asked. "Is it the baby?" She looked down at Rachel's stomach. She had been to the obstetrician with Rachel a couple of weeks ago and the doctor had said that the baby was about 7cm big now, Quinn was constantly worried that she was hurting it.
"No, it's not the baby," Rachel said huffily, pulling out of Quinn's embrace and turning on the light. "Doesn't it annoy you?"
"Doesn't what annoy me?"
"Hiding!" Rachel groaned. "I don't know about you, but it's exhausting me, Quinn. I don't want to be your secret anymore." She turned to go but Quinn grabbed her hand before she could.
"Look," She whispered, running her hand through Rachel's free let down hair, Quinn liked it better like that than she had liked it in its high ponytail. "I'm sorry. I'm just scared."
"I am too," Rachel said, taking her hand. "But the only way you can get over that is by conquering it, like any other fear." Quinn bit her lip, but reluctantly agreed. "Look," Rachel said. "I don't want you to do anything you're not comfortable with, I know I guilted you in to this, so if you don't want to just yet-"
"No, Quinn said. "You were right. It's been three months. We shouldn't have to hide to be happy. I want to tell people- or at least a few people." Rachel suggested that they start with her dads, seeing as they were the most likely to be the easiest to tell- they weren't exactly going to be mad at their daughter for being gay when they were themselves.
As expected, telling Rachel's parents was okay. They were incredibly supportive and asked Rachel if she was absolutely sure, reminding her that she was young and couldn't be certain just yet, but would support her whatever she decided. Now, they were in the choir room. Quinn was stood up in front of everyone, with Rachel sitting at the back of the room, the empty seat on one side of her being Quinn's, the occupied one on her other side being Sam's. Quinn hadn't told Rachel she wanted to sing today, but as soon as they got to the choir room and Quinn had dropped her bag at the chair between Rachel and Brittany, Quinn had asked Mr Schue if she could perform.
Quinn didn't introduce her song, just went straight into it as soon as Mr Schue told her she could go ahead. It was accompanied by a simple piano arrangement and brought Rachel to tears as Quinn kept her gaze throughout the song, especially as Quinn's beautiful voice cracked on the last note.
And I'd give up forever to touch you
'Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't wanna go home right now
And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
When sooner or later it's over
I just don't wanna miss you tonight
And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything feels like the movies
Yeah, you bleed just to know you're alive
And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
"Quinn," Mercedes said. "Is there something you would like to tell us?"
"Is there someone new in your life?" Santana asked with a wink.
"Not new," Quinn stressed the word. "No. I need to tell you guys something though." She looked over at Rachel and took a deep breath when her secret girlfriend gave her the thumbs up, still crying tears of happiness. "I'm gay." It wasn't as horrible as she expected. No-one fainted or screamed or made a cross sign at her and told her to burn at the stake like a witch. "And my secret girlfriend is actually in the room." She could feel Rachel's proud smile although she wasn't looking at the brunette but rather at the back of the room. "But she doesn't want to be my secret anymore and I don't want to be hers." Quinn held out her hand and Rachel came over and took it, evoking a universal gasp from the New Directions and an audible "But my gaydar never fails!" from a confused Santana. Everyone was clearly thinking about Rachel's pregnancy, and while she didn't want to upset Puck, who was sitting a few feet away, she had to be true to herself and tell her friends, she had to be as brave as Quinn had been.
"I'm bisexual," Rachel told her friends. Brittany raised her hand but Rachel answered it with, "That means I like boys AND girls, Britt, not that I like bicycles." Brittany lowered her hand. "I love Quinn, and I love my baby too. I want both of them in my life." Puck stared at the floor. "I know this is probably a surprise for you, but you guys are our friends, so I hope you can accept us for who we are and everything can continue as it was before we told you this."
Santana was first to speak up, saying that she was surprised, but of course she would support her best friends, Brittany agreeing with her. Everyone else agreed as well, Puck the only exception, just nodding his head blankly. Quinn felt a huge smile on her face- this had been a lot better than she had anticipated.
Quinn and Rachel were in Quinn's room with the door closed. Quinn was leaning against the headboard and Rachel was lying across the bed with her head on Quinn's lap. Quinn didn't want to ruin the atmosphere, but she had to tell her.
"I'm telling my parents today," Quinn revealed. She had been excited by the reaction from Rachel's dads and from the Glee Club. Rachel immediately sat up, a smile lighting up her face, but Quinn wasn't finished just yet. "And before you ask, I don't want you there when I do it."
Rachel's smile turned upside down. "Why not? Do you think I'll ruin it?"
"No!" Quinn denied. "Not at all." She took Rachel's hand. "I'm just scared for you. When my family gets mad, they- they lash out, and I don't want you, or the baby, suffering that."
"Suffering what?" Quinn heard her mother's voice as she poked her head around the door and Quinn dropped Rachel's hand. She could have said "nothing". She didn't. She might as well say it now rather than over a fancy dinner tonight.
"Mom, Dad," Quinn said after her mother had called Russell into the room at Quinn's request. She hadn't managed to get Rachel to stay out of the room, she just hoped things would be okay. "Before I tell you this, I want you to know that part of me will always be that little girl that did everything you told her to, acted the way you wanted her to, but a bigger part is a different me, a grown up me. Both of these though, have one thing in common. The way I feel about love hasn't changed although I never told you this." Judy and Russell looked confused. She had to just come out with it. "I-I-I" Quinn found herself stuttering but then her eyes connected with Rachel's and she felt her girlfriend giving her her strength back purely through eye contact. Maybe it had been a good thing to have her here. "I love girls the way you think I should feel about boys. I'm gay." It was the silence before the eruption and then the volcano spewed lava and pain everywhere. Quinn's father ran forward and grabbed her shoulders, pinning her against the wall.
"You will not utter that sinful word in my house!" He ordered fiercely as silent tears cascaded down his wife's face and she stared at the ground, feeling a coward. "GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!" He roared.
"Da- Daddy-" Quinn started but didn't get any further as Russell grabbed her by the collar of her shirt, she wondered if he would strangle her, it sure felt like it.
"I have one daughter!" He said. "Her name is Frannie. You are not her." As Quinn began to feel faint, two shapes rushed towards Russell and that was all Quinn saw before she blacked out.