Chapter three
Santana is just left standing in the middle of Quinn's room thinking "What the fuck just happened?"
Santana looked on as Quinn went into the bathroom and was trying to rack her brain as to why her best friend was acting so weird. She and Quinn have been changing in the same room together forever, even throughout the pregnancy, they've never had a problem with showing skin to each other. Before Santana could continue thinking she heard the bathroom door open to show her friend in a baby blue dress with a white cardigan over top it.
"Okay, so do you want to grab some food on the way or eat here? I think I've got stuff for smoothies in the kitchen." Quinn said, smiling like nothing had happened before she went into the bathroom.
"Okay. No. I know we don't really like talking about our feelings, but what the hell is up with you?" Santana asks moving towards Quinn
"Nothing. Why are yo-"
"Oh Bullshit. You're hiding something. I want to know what." Santana looks into her friend's eyes and notices that Quinn is avoiding eye contact. "Come on Q. we've been friends forever. I want to know what's wrong."
"Nothing is wrong" I'm just depressed, Quinn wants to say. "I'm just a little tired out from all the Glee practices for sectionals and I just kind of want it all to slow down I guess."
Santana looks at Quinn again, "you're lying."
Quinn just looks at Santana, sighs and walks over to her bed to sit down.
"Q, talk to me. please. There was a time when we shared everything, remember?" Santana said while resting a hand on Quinn's thigh.
Quinn turns to face Santana and when she sees how truly worried she is, she sighs and looks down at her hands and starts talking,
"Since I got pregnant I just haven't been feeling like myself. Been tired, haven't been sleeping well." Quinn said, still looking down at her hands.
"What else Quinn? This is a bigger problem than just no sleep." Santana said.
"Fine. Okay. You're right. This is bigger than just getting a little sleep every night." Quinn Pauses and Inales, "I'm depressed. Everyday I feel like I'm drowning and I just don't know anymore. It seems like no one is here for me but I'm here for everyone else."
"Quinn, you should know that you can ALWAYS talk to me. Especially about these types of things." Santana takes one of Quinn's hands in hers.
Quinn looks into Santana's eyes and just nods. Santana see's that Quinn is tearing up so she pulls her into her and Quinn rests her head on Santana's shoulder letting the tears that she's been desperately holding in for weeks.
Santana just holds onto her best friend who was there for her yesterday even when she was struggling herself and she just mentally kicks herself for not realizing sooner that her best friend was struggling.
"Hey, Q." Santana waits for Quinn to look up at her, "do you feel like going to rehearsals this morning or do you just want to stay here?" Santana asked while rubbing Quinn's arm with one hand while the other was rubbing her back.
"I really just want to stay here." Quinn sighs, moving out of Santana's grip to sit up.
Santana nods and moves to the desk where she picked up her phone.
Hey, so Quinn and I aren't feeling that great. Do you mind covering for us with Mr.Shue, M?
Santana receives a reply a few seconds later.
No. of course I don't mind covering for my girls.
Santana gets another message from Mercades a few seconds after
Can I ask what's going on? Is something seriously wrong?
No, it's nothing like that. We just need a day to rest after yesterday.
Santana pauses and debates telling Mercades about Quinn.
Between us, we're mostly not coming because of Quinn. She's been struggling since she gave Beth away more than she's been letting on.
Does she want any company? Or should I just leave her with you?
Santana grins at how caring her friend is.
I think she just wants to be alone but I should know better than to assume with Quinn so if you want you should message her in a couple hours and see if she seems up to it.
Santana waits for a few minutes before Mercades gives a reply.
Sure. No worries. I'll message later
Santana smiles down at her phone and turns back to Quinn who was getting changed into some sweatpants and taking off her dress. Santana raises an eyebrow but doesn't comment.
"So I was serious about the not getting a lot of sleep that I talked about earlier. I'm going to go take a nap. You're welcome to join me." Quinn said, moving over to the bed and climbing in.
Santana smiles, takes off her hoodie and climbs into Quinn's bed.
Santana is lying awake in the bed while Quinn's soft snores filled the room. She looks over to her friend and is glad to see her friend looking so peaceful after being told that she hasn't really been sleeping. She was worried that her friend was more than depressed and that was why she was so worried about seeing her with no clothing or half dressed and she couldn't help but think that if she had just paid more attention to her during the pregnancy that things wouldn't be this bad. She wondered if things were deeper than just depression and if she was self-harming or anything like that.
Santana thought back to the last couple weeks. How Quinn never wears short skirts anymore. How she's been wearing knee length dresses. How for gym class she would always change in a stall and not in front of anyone.
Oh my god Santana thought. That must be why she's acting so weird. It isn't just the depression.
So I admit. This was totally a filler chapter. I didn't rush it or anything but I just wanted to get some writing for this story and my other stories done. I'm sorry if this chapter sucks. I just wanted to stop people from waiting.
- Watching some clips about Quinn made me think about how the show didn't show Quinn's emotions(I mean, sorta did, but not really) after giving Beth up. I'm going to have either this story do that, or I'm going to end up creating another one that focuses on it. Either way this story along with my other Glee one may take time to get to some fluffy moments.

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Glee - Quintana
Fiksi Penggemarobviously this is a quinntana story. it starts off as then getting together pretty quickly. this is written in honor of Naya Rivera. I've been focusing a lot on glee lately and I wanted to write my views on what I think should've happened. This is a...