There's now two weeks to go before school starts again and Coach Sue has planned cheer camp for the next two weeks.
The first week will be held at the school daily and the final week will be a 5 day long trip, apparently to 'prepare' the team for the coming two years, which, ultimately scares Quinn as Coach Sue can be completely unpredictable.
"Tana, I don't want to go." Quinn whines, rolling over so that she's near enough lying on top of Santana.
The Latina chuckles at her girlfriends childishness. "Come on baby, it won't be that bad. You're fitter than half of them girls there. It won't be half as bad for you than it will for some of the rest of the team. But we can work on your stamina if you want." She says with a sly grin and a wink.
"Oh yeah. And what would that entail Miss. Lopez?" Quinn jests seductively.
"It would probably entail you being under me." She husks, flipping them over so that she's lying between milky thighs.
"Is that right? Well we don't have a lot of time." She replies, not really caring that this will probably make her late, even though it will definitely result in some form of horrific physical punishment from coach.
"Don't worry. I'm sure you're stamina is good enough to make this quick Miss. Fabray." Santana winks.
"Then we best get a move on." Quinn says, removing Santana's t-shirt and then her own. She then slips her hand into the Latina's boxers, pushing them down, to which the other girl stands up to remove them completely and then disposes of the ones her girlfriend is wearing too.
Santana crawls back up the bed and reaches in the nightstand for a condom. She pumps her penis a couple times to get it hard and then rolls the rubber on. When she looks down at Quinn, her hazel eyes are dark with lust and want.
The blonde pulls her down into a kiss and they both shift into position, without breaking their contact. The kiss is urgent and rushed, both overrun with desire, a desire to be close, a desire to be one.
Santana pulls pale legs to wrap around her waist, ankles locking at the bottom of her back and places one of her hands on a naked hip, while the other swipes her index finger through the other girls slit.
Feeling that Quinn is already wet, she rubs her dick through it a couple times, to use as lubricant because she definitely doesn't want to hurt Quinn by just thrusting in dry, that would be uncomfortable for them both, and lines herself up.
Quinn wraps her hands around the back of a tanned neck and pulls her close so that their foreheads are together, noses are touching and lips are lightly brushing, "Love me hard and fast baby. I want you to be rough."
Santana looks into the gorgeous eyes of the girl below her, looking for any signs of uncertainty and she doesn't see any. Quinn knows what she's looking for and just nods her head again. "Please Tana? Love me good."
With that Santana starts to push herself forward, dick slowly disappearing into Quinn. No matter how many times they do this, she will never force herself into Quinn in one go, she couldn't put her through the pain.
As always, she waits a couple of seconds before starting to retract and surge forward again. She quickly picks up the pace, knowing that they don't have much time.
"Faster babe." Quinn moans from underneath her.
Santana starts to pound into her girlfriend, faster and rougher than ever before. Her hands find purchase on bouncing butt cheeks and pulls them backwards with every forward thrust.
The Latina moans in time with her girlfriend, Quinn feels so good around her dick. Her tight channels, squeezing her every time she pulls back, begging her not to leave. The wetness she can feel dripping down her balls from Quinn only encourages her movement, knowing that she can make the blonde girl feel such pleasure makes her feel much more content with her body, always being ashamed that she was different.
The brunette drops her head into Quinn's shoulder so that she can suck her pulse point.
"Oh baby, right there. Keeping going, harder.."
Santana moves with more force and then she feels her dick suffocating and knows that Quinn's about to cum.
Quinn soon screams the Latina's name into a pillow, since it's still early and everyone is asleep, Santana still picking up the pace, chasing her release.
She cums hard soon after and they both rock slowly to come down from their highs.
"I think that was my cardio for the day." The Latina laughs, slumping down on top of Quinn, still inside her.
"I don't know how you go so long, you make me feel so amazing though lovebug. Nobody can ever do me like you do."
Santana raises her head slightly to look at Quinn. "I don't want anybody else to either. I'd like to think that I'm the only one you want to make love to?" She says with a cheeky grin, leaning up to plant a kiss on the other girls lips.
"You are, my love. I don't want anybody else, you're my one and only, forever and always." She replies leaning down for another kiss. "I really need to move though or I'm going to be late."
Santana groans and slips out of the girl below her, getting back comfortable under the covers.
"Fine go. It's fine, I'll just lay here, alone. I'll sort out my own 'needs' when I wake back up." She says dramatically, looking away from the blonde.
Quinn lightly slaps her on the stomach, raising a pointing finger, "No touching yourself while I'm gone, that's my job." She leans in close to Santana's ear, "If you manage not to then maybe we can have a little more fun later."
Before the Latina can say anything, the blonde is out of bed and on her way into the bathroom. She just smiles and snuggles back into the bed and goes back to sleep.
Santana wakes up after another hour of sleep to see that it's now 7AM. That's much later than she's been getting up recently, considering the restless nights she's been having but over the past couple of days, she's slept much better.
She has also felt Quinn move much less so she assuming that the nightmares have died down, but she still wants her to go to therapy.
When she hears movement outside the door, she quickly slips on her boxers and t-shirt, that Quinn has left beside her, and gets out of bed.
She enters the hallway as Blaine is leaving the bathroom, "Hey sis, what are you doing today?" He asks.
"I haven't got anything specific planned, what are you doing?"
"I'm meeting Kurt and Mercedes tonight at the movies, but apart from that, nothing."
"Do you want to do some training? We better get used to it. This year is going to be so much harder, plus we'll have to go to boot camp over summer next year." She rolls her eyes.
"Don't remind me but I suppose this is the life we signed up too." He chuckles. "You want to go for a run and then do some pads?"
"Yeah, sounds good. I'll get changed and meet you downstairs."
Blaine nods and they both go their separate ways to get ready.
When they return from their ten mile run, they head straight into the garden and begin their boxing training.
The siblings don't really communicate when they exercise, they are so focused on their movement and what to do next that they are just merely existing to each other.
Around lunchtime, they decide to take a break, "Do you want to go to the Lima bean for lunch? I could really do with an iced coffee after that?" Blaine asks.
"Yeah, sounds good. Are we carrying on when we get back? Otherwise, if not, I'll have a quick shower."
"I was thinking we could do a mini circuit?" He suggests.
"Yeah that sounds good, let's go then."
They both jump into the car, with Blaine in the drivers side as he recently turned 16 and got his drivers permit, and head to the coffee shop.
When they enter, they go straight over to the till and order their food and drinks. Once retrieved, they head outside to find a table, considering it's a nice day.
Santana pulls out her phone to send a quick text to Quinn.
Hey baby love, hope it's going okay and you're alright. I miss you and I can't wait to see you later, I have a surprise for you x - S
As Quinn and Santana love Puck's parties because they get to use his hammock, Santana has bought one for themselves. She has already asked Blaine to help her tie it up when they get home, to the big trees that are already located in the garden, to which he happily agreed.
The siblings dig into their food and make mindless chat until they see a different blonde approaching them, leading a group.
"Ooo is there trouble in paradise since you're sitting here with your brother?" They ask.
"Not even remotely, she's at cheer camp Kitty, you know that, you'd be there if you weren't such an idiot." Santana spits back.
"Well you've got a bite today, makes you even sexier. What happened to your gorgeous face?" She leans in and cups Santana's face, something the Latina quickly removes. "I don't see what you want in Fabray when you could have me?" She leans down, close to Santana's ear and whispers, "I'll let you fuck me anyway you want. Anything that she won't let you do, you can happily do it to me, I bet you've got magic fingers."
Santana abruptly stands up, "I don't want you, when are you ever going to understand that? I have a girlfriend, one that I love and I don't need some skank trying to ruin that." She turns and starts to walk towards the car, Blaine following quickly behind.
"I will get you Santana, I always get what I want." Kitty shouts from her place.
They get into the car and silently drive home, Blaine knows better than to try and talk to his sister right now. He just needs to get her working out straight away so that she doesn't start punching things with bare fists.
The Cheerios are taking a break and Quinn and Brittany make their way over to the bleachers to their bags.
"Coach is really killing us today, I'm not sure I want to do a two week boot camp." Brittany laughs.
"Tell me about it, getting out of bed this morning was hard enough without knowing this is what we're doing it for." Quinn huffs.
"Are you sure it's not because you have to leave a sexy Latina behind?" Brittany teases.
Quinn just blushes and looks down at her phone, she sees two unopened messages. One from her girlfriend and a picture message from a number she doesn't have saved.
She opens the picture first and instantly regrets it. Quinn is currently looking at a photo of Kitty leaning down next to her girlfriend, with a hand, that isn't hers, cupping a tanned cheek.
Rage. Disappointment. Heartache. Jealousy.
They're just a couple of things she feels at this moment. She just wants to run off and cry, but she can't show weakness in front of these girls, not if she's going to be head bitch.
She didn't even want to read what Santana had to say, she throws her phone down and storms back onto the field.
On her final break, she texts Mercedes and asks if she will pick her up from practise as Maribel dropped her off this morning on the way to work, she agrees and says that she'll be going to their house around that time anyway to get Blaine for the movie.
When Cedes arrives, she jumps straight into the passenger seat, "Hey girl, how was practise?"
"It was okay I suppose." Quinn mumbles, looking out of the window.
"I've known you long enough to know that something is wrong Q, now spill it."
Quinn sighs and reaches into her back for her phone, "I received this photo from an unknown number today." She says showing the other girl whilst at a red light.
"I know you don't think that S is cheating on you right now." She quips.
Quinn just rolls her eyes and then turns to look back outside.
"Quinn Fabray, that girl loves you more than anything, are you seriously telling me you think she'd cheat on you, with Kitty Wilde, out in the open?"
"I don't know, I mean why wouldn't she?" Quinn whispers, "After everything I've put her through, all that's happened, why would she want me?"
Mercedes just rolls her eyes at her friends dramatics but ultimately does feel bad for her, she's obviously insecure after everything that's happened.
"Can you look at that photo and tell me who else is in it please?" Mercedes says, knowing that Quinn hasn't properly looked at it.
"Cedes, I really don't want-" Quinn starts but doesn't get to finish as she's interrupted.
"Q, I don't care what you want right now, unless you want your relationship to fall apart. Pull that photo up right now and look at the background."
It's then that Quinn sees watch Mercedes is referring to, sitting there in the background, is Blaine.
"You really think she would go out and cheat on you, whilst sitting there with her brother? Quinn, you can't even see her face, I can guarantee that she is not impressed." She finishes as they pull up outside of the Lopez household. "You need to go in there right now and discuss this with her and hope to god that she doesn't explode."
Quinn instantly worries about Santana's reaction to this. She knows the Latina will know something is off as she's ignored her message and she'll be more confused when she walks in the house, considering she was supposed to give her a rough time that she'd finish so that she could walk her home.
"Come on Q, it's now or never." Mercedes pushes, getting out of the car and walking towards the front door.
Quinn gets out and walks up the pathway, letting them into the house.
Santana and Blaine are sitting in the living room and turn around to see the two girls enter the house. Santana instantly stands up and walks over to them, "Hey, I thought you were going to let me come and walk you home?"
Quinn doesn't respond, she just grabs Santana's wrist and drags her upstairs into her room.
She lets go of the brunette's wrist and closes the door behind her, Santana is standing dumbfounded in the middle of the room.
"Q, are you okay? What's going on?" Santana asks cautiously whilst Quinn just stands looking at the floor.
The blonde moves past her girlfriend, passing her her phone as she makes her way towards the bed.
Santana confusedly looks down at the device and scans the photo. She lifts then phone up, screen facing Quinn as she speaks, "You know this isn't what it looks like, right?"
Quinn doesn't speak, she just continues to look down at her hands, fiddling with her fingers in her lap.
"Is this why you didn't answer my texts? Or even call when you finished? You got Cedes to pick you up instead?" She questions, still not receiving a reply.
The silent treatment Santana is receiving is really beginning to boil her blood.
"You think I'm cheating on you?" She begins to raise her voice.
Quinn still doesn't look up.
"Quinn, do you fucking think I'm cheating on you?!" She shouts but again, Quinn doesn't even acknowledge the question.
"You think that this morning, we had sex and as soon as you're gone, I went out to find somebody else? With my brother? In broad daylight?" She laughs.
Quinn can feel herself beginning to get upset, because the more she thinks about it, the more ridiculous it sounds. She knows that right now she should be denying all these things, but she just can't find the words.
"Alright then, no worries. If you think I'm cheating on you then I think we should break up, there's obviously no trust here because I must be extremely desperate to get my dick wet, so that's what I'll do." Santana says bitterly and this causes Quinn to snap out of her thoughts and whip her head up to where Santana is standing.
Before she can do anything about it, Santana snatches a hoodie off the back of the desk chair and storms out of the room, down the stairs and out of the house.
Quinn sits alone for around 10 minutes, still trying to comprehend what just happened, when Blaine and Mercedes slowly enter the room.
She hasn't even realised she's crying until she's scooped up by Mercedes, "Oh baby girl. It's gonna be okay." Her friend coos as she begins uncontrollably sobbing into her shoulder.
Blaine decides that while Cedes tries to calm down the blonde and get her to explain the situation, he needs to find his sister.
He calls her phone, which she has conveniently left on the side in the living room.
Shit.
He quickly jumps into the car and slowly drives towards the treehouse, knowing that that is where the Latina would usually go, and checks the streets for her still walking.
When he eventually arrives, he rapidly makes his was towards the wooden structure and climbs the stairs, finding it empty.
"Well this is not good." He whispers to himself.
Meanwhile, Quinn has started to calm down, however is still sitting in Cedes's tight embrace.
"Are you going to tell me what happened? What did you say?" She asks softly.
"I didn't say anything, that's the problem. She was asking me all these questions about whether I thought she was cheating and I just didn't say anything." She manages to finish before starting to cry again.
"It's going to be okay Q. She'll understand when she calms down and you get to talk again." Mercedes tries to reason.
"She won't talk to me Cedes. She-she broke up w-with me." Quinn wails into the other girls shoulder. It's then that Mercedes realises this is way worse than she originally thought.
"Hey, what are you doing here?"
"You got anything to drink?"
"Yeah, sure, come in."