Lady Warbler ~ Quinn Fabray

'Goodbye'

I was stood infront of Quinns front door. Not for any good reason.

The door swung open and Quinn immediately noticed my tears. "Hey, hey what happened?" She asked putting a hand on my arm to which i immediately shook off. "Was it your mom because i swear-"

"I did it again." I cried.

"Did what again baby?" She asked.

I wiped some of my tears off with my sleeve. "I harmed myself."

She grabbed my hands and pulled up my sleeves to see scars from a few weeks ago that were still healing. "No." I said ripping my hands from her. I then lifted up my shirt to show the cuts with a lot of dried blood.

"Oh sweetheart." She said sadly. "Give me your phone, your wallet and your keys." I did as she said and handed her all of those things. "I want your shoes too." I nodded slipping off my shoes.

"I need you to go upstairs, lay on my bed and take off your shirt. Put something on the TV and i'll be up in a few minutes." I nodded and went inside.

Quinn had opened up my wallet and checked the usual spot i'd have a blade. Guess what there was one there. Then she checked the back of my phone case. That makes two. She picked up both of my shoes and lifted the insole on them both. Right foot makes three. Then she went out into my car and checked every nook and cranny. Found about four more. Finally she texted blaine.

'Check your sisters room for blades, side table, dresser drawers, bathroom sink. all those places. Then take all of her shaving razors and throw them away after you flush everything else.'

I had told the both of them where i kept all of my stuff incase things ever escalated again. And well here we are.

Quinn had finally come upstairs, she entered her bathroom and flushed all of the blades down the toilet. She then opened her medicine cabinet and grabbed bandages and some disinfectant spray so my cuts didn't get infected and then it become a whole other fiasco.

I laid on the bed with her pillow over my head just thinking about what i needed to do next.

"Okay love this is gonna sting, im warning you now." She said sitting beside me with she spray locked and loaded. Once it hit my cuts i let out a groan in agony. That shit was not pleasant.

"Quinnie i cant do this anymore." I writhed in pain.

"Don't say that." She said sternly. "Don't scare me like that please."

"No, no i don't mean it like that, well not entirely. I just- I think i need to enter a treatment center. I cant have you babying me everytime i fuck up. i feel like a liability to you and i can't keep putting you through that. I need to get better and i think after graduation that's what i am gonna do."

Quinn then joined me with the tears. "I think that's the best idea for you right now my love."

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Sit Down Your Rocking The Boat - The Original 5

"Oh am I glad I missed that Train wreck." I said from beside Brittany.

"That was the most ghetto number I have ever seen." Santana added from in-between my legs.

She adjusted her elbows that were rested on my knees. "Preach." I mumbled.

"Then just call me George Jefferson, because we went from the ghetto to the penthouse. National champs, baby!" Artie cheered making me laugh.

Mr Shue walked in and wrote down, 'Goodbye' "This week's assignment is easy. Graduation is just a few days away. There's nothing left to prepare for. Our work here is done, so there's only one thing left to do: Say goodbye. Underclassmen, pick some songs to say goodbye to the seniors; seniors, pick a song to say goodbye to us." I looked around the room at all the people I had befriended in the past two years, some, we're not as close anymore but we know we would drop anything to help one another, some have become family, and even ones I fell involve with.