He cheated on me."
It was said barely above a whisper but Rachel heard her loud and clear.
Her right hand came up and took the place of the one in the blonde's hair as it left and wrapped around the blonde's body, gathering her even closer.
Quinn shuts her eyes and takes a breath before saying it again, "Finn. He cheated on me."
Rachel cant bring herself to say anything so she rubs a hand up and down Quinn's side and arm and tries to calm herself so she can properly be there for the blonde.
Quinn rolls over so she's no longer facing the TV, but is instead facing the couch. "I went back to my locker to grab a notebook I forgot and Finn was...He was with uhm some Cheerio and I uh...Santana and Brittany were walking out of the locker-rooms and uh they saw too and I just I ran, I couldn't."
Rachel squeezes her arm and says, "Yeah, I ran into them on my way out of the choir room. They looked furious. Brittany looked heartbroken. And I gathered from them that you ran and I...well I found you then."
Quinn nods and whispers, "Yea...you found me."
Rachel nods even though she's pretty certain the blonde cant see her do so.
A growing feeling of rage bubbles in the pit of Rachel's stomach and she starts to shake unconsciously trying to control her anger and fierce feelings of protectiveness over the blonde in her arms.
She takes pride in knowing that Santana was equally as mad as she and that the Latina had most probably taken care of it. However that still didn't stop the diva from planning her revenge on the bumbling giant oaf.
"Stop planning his demise Rachel Barbra Berry."
Rachel looks down to see Quinn looking up at her with a genuine smile on her face. It was small and tear stained but it was genuine.
Rachel gives her a smile in return and lightly scoffs, "Oh? What makes you think I'm planning anyone's demise?"
Quinn chuckles and curls deeper into Rachel and then says, "Well. You're shaking. Your breathing has picked up, you're practically growling. And you've got your 'you-better-run-and-hide-because-I'm-coming-to-get-you' look on your face."
Rachel chuckles, "Again, what makes you"
Quinn interrupts her, "Rachel, I know you. And that's how I know that you're thinking up a plan, even though you know Santana's doing ten times worse."
The young diva does her own impersonation of a fish before finally saying, "He has it coming."
At that, the blonde laughs and sits up to wrap Rachel into a hug, "Thank you."
Rachel rubs her back but says, "I see no reason as to why that would make you laugh Quinn Fabray. I for one don't see the humor behind that sentence, simply because I know exactly what will become of him. I will not stand idly by and allow Santana and Brittany the sole satisfaction of putting that filth in its place. I can and will be paying him a visit and you, Quinn, can thank me then."
"Rachel?" Quinn says, her voice muffled from her place on the diva's shoulder.
Rachel squeezes her lightly letting her know she's listening.
"Thank you. Now and then and all the times in between as well." Quinn says while slowly sitting up so she's looking Rachel in the eyes, letting her know how grateful she truly is.
Rachel shrugs, smiling slightly, "I haven't done anything to warrant a thank you."
The blonde shakes her head, "Oh I disagree Rach. You've done so very much and I don't thank you enough."Quinn takes a breath and continues on in a whisper, "Not just right now with this Finn stuff. But everything. I've done so many horrible, nasty things to you but you gave me a shot to prove myself to you, you gave us a shot at friendship regardless of everything I've put you through and...I cant thank you enough Rachel. I mean it."
The brunette's eyes are slightly brighter and she sniffs quickly before saying, "Oh Quinn. You need to stop bringing that up, I forgave you for all of that a long time ago. Nothing's going to mess up our friendship Quinn. Not your past HBIC-ness or my current and always will be diva-tude." She says the last bit trying to get the blonde to laugh and it works causing her to smile as well as she continues, "Now I need to call Santana or else she's going to kick my ass, regardless of the fact that she and I are friends."
At that Quinn laughs again, "Rach, Santana will kick anyone's ass regardless of her relationship with them, except for Brittany."
Rachel smiles at that, "True...You are okay with them coming over right? If you aren't I'll just tell them to keep away for now. Unless of course you want them here in which case I can leave you three to your own devices, not that I don't want to be here as well..."
She gets cut off when Quinn places a hand over her mouth and puts her face inches away from the brunette's ensuring their eye contact, "I want you here. They're your friends too. And maybe you could tell them to come by later? I just want some quiet right now."
Rachel nods, her eyes calm and understanding, unable to voice her agreement since Quinn still has her hand covering her mouth. Quinn smiles gratefully and slowly removes her hand away. Rachel smiles and grabs her phone and dials the Latina's number.
The blonde relaxes back onto Rachel's lap, laying on her back this time, and grabs Rachel's free hand and plays with her fingers as the diva waits for Santana to pick up.
"San?...Oh hey Brit...Oh okay, well actually could you two maybe come by later on tonight? Yea she's...Hi Santana. No yeah she's okay...yea I was just asking Brittany if it was alright if you guys came by later on tonight. No Santana I promise you that wont be necessary...I know believe me..."
Quinn rolls to her side so she can look at Rachel as she's speaking and Rachel in turn looks down at her and gives her a heartwarming smile before bursting into laughter at something Santana had apparently said, "No, she's going to have to wait and hear it from you." She says while giving Quinn a little smirk, brown eyes twinkling, "Alright, see you two later. Yea. Take care Brit...Yes, you too Santana, gosh needy?...She hung up!" the last bit directed to Quinn who laughs at her incredulous look and says, "Rach, you just called Santana needy. I'm surprised she didn't reach through the phone and smack you one."
Rachel grins, "Yea, but it's not like I actually said she was...never mind, yes I'm not all that surprised."
Quinn grins and just stays quiet taking in the silence and the calm steady breathing of Rachel as her hand runs through her blonde hair.
She sighs and goes to say something then changes her mind and decides to stay quiet, Rachel picking up on that whispers, "Penny for your thoughts."
Quinn smiles, "My thoughts are worth more than that."
Rachel chuckles but stays quiet, not wanting to push her but not completely backing down by changing the topic.
"I just. I mean...why cheat?" Quinn asks so quietly that Rachel almost doesn't hear her, but she does and she replies just as quietly, "Because he's a male chauvinist pig, who didn't know what he had in front of him. He's also an ass in every sense of the word and he's an idiot for ever even humoring the thought of cheating on you."
Quinn is certain that Rachel had more to say but had stopped herself and she isn't all that surprised seeing as Rachel doesn't want to ramble while Quinn is hurting.
Quinn grabs the remote off the table and turns on the TV as Rachel picks up the throw off the back of the couch and tucks it around Quinn once the blonde is lying back down. The cheerleader finds the gesture so absolutely sweet that she finds herself taking a moment to compose herself before saying thank you.
Rachel looks slightly perplexed but then she smiles in understanding and says, "You're more than welcome."
Quinn can definitely say that she remembers watching the starting of the Project Runway episode, but after that she remembers nothing as she falls asleep on Rachel's lap, with the brunette running her fingers through luscious blonde locks, soothing the slight headache that had been forming.
