Fix My Heart

Chapter Five

Connecticut ~ Quinn's dorm room

She knew what he'd done. That's all he could think of. That was the only thing that made sense. She must've learnt what had happened at the wedding. That was the only thing that could explain why Quinn was acting so strange. At first, Puck thought it was about the whole bisexual thing but after a whole day of conforming every hour that he was completely okay with it and definitely still loved her, Quinn was still acting weirdly. She had to have found out what he did and now was planning the best way to break his heart. Just like he'd broken hers. Because, god, what he'd done was so awful and unforgiveable, he didn't even want to think about. It had showed that he was still that same idiotic, immature teenage boy who thought with his dick and not his brain. Things had beginning to become hard and strained between them just before the wedding. Long distance was hard after all.

She'd been pulling away from him and the more she had, the more Puck had desperately tried to cling onto Quinn. But she still payed him no attention. It was so damn frustrating. She'd practically ignored him the whole wedding even though it was the first time they'd seen each other in a few weeks, instead choosing to talk to Santana for pretty much the whole time. It felt like she didn't want to be part of their relationship was anymore. Like she couldn't be bothered with him anymore. And Kitty was throwing herself at him and they'd danced and when she whispered in his ear about getting a room, he just couldn't resist. It didn't mean anything of course. Kitty was nothing compared to the beautiful goddess that was Quinn Fabray. He'd just felt so lonely and hurt and Kitty was ready and eager to show him how great he was. He'd just wanted to feel loved for once. 

Not that that was a good enough reason for what he'd done. He'd cheated and it made him feel so sick and dirty like he'd bathed in mud. Kitty must've told her though. Puck knew he should've bought her more waffles to try to get her to shut up. God, that girl loved waffles. But his bribe hadn't been big enough and since Kitty lived off drama, she must've called Quinn and told her the truth about that night. He was certain that's why Quinn was acting the way she was. Puck just didn't know why she hadn't broken up with him yet. Probably to torture him. It's a key parenting trick after all. Punish them by pretending not to know anything when the child knows that they know and then eventually guilt them into admitting the truth. That's what she must be doing. She probably wanted to have some fun and mess with him after Kitty had told her. And god, it made him feel even more awful than before. 

Maybe he should just tell her and then try to make it up to her. But no, he couldn't. That's what had caused Kurt and Blaine to break up and they had been a much stronger couple than him and Quinn. Quinn also wasn't very good at letting people get close to her. If he revealed the truth, he'd probably never get a second chance. But then again, what if Quinn wasn't revealing that she knew the truth because she was testing him? What if she wanted to see if he'd be honest or not? What if the reason she was being so distant was because he was failing? What if by admitting the truth he could fix everything? Make it all better? Even if that wasn't the case, Puck still felt like he owed the truth. He knew he couldn't stay in a relationship and continue building a future with Quinn when he was lying to her. The truth would come out eventually, it was probably best if he choose when to tell her instead of being forced into it. 

"Quinn, we need to talk." Her eyes widened slightly and she seemed to flinch before nervously licking her lips and pausing the TV. 

"About what?" She questioned. 

"About Mr Schue's wedding. I....well, I did something really bad. And I am so sorry that it happened. But I was drunk and feeling lonely and it just happened. But it didn't mean anything and I still love and want to be with you." 

"What did you do?" 

"I slept with Kitty." 

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