Cuts And Pieces; A Faberry Fanfiction

Confusion and Hurt

The words just wouldn't write themselves, as writers always said they did. Well, most writers don't have to write essays for their AP American History class, but still!

Quinn sighed as she flicked her pen to the, white as ever, paper below her. Her mind kept coming back to Rachel, the girl who had somehow managed to get her attention, and for what it's worth, keep it. She needed a pick-me-up and she needed one fast. Quinn's parents had been alcoholics ever since she could remember, which Santana made sure of the blonde would never become when they were barely eight years old.

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"Q, promise me that you'll never become such a drunken dickhead like your mommy and daddy when you grow up, otherwise I'll have no choice but to go all Lima Heights on your sorry ass."
"I don't even know what most of those words mean, San."
"Good, that's all I wanted to know."

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The blonde chuckled at the memory, even in her own childhood Santana had a tendency of ruining little children's perfectly clean vocabularies. The school work obviously wasn't going to work, Quinn realized when her phone rang for the sixth time tonight.

"Yes?

The blonde answered, tone light but irritation shining through it easily.

"Well, baby mama, I'd think you'd be a lot more receptive over the phone. This isn't how you talk to a gentleman."

Quinn smiled a little at Puckerman's voice, but then it hit her; damn Puckerman had called her, and that never meant there was amazing news.

"Cut to the chase, Puck."

The blonde could hear Puck clearing his throat and moving around a little in obvious discomfort before he lightly sighed into the phone, his voice as sweet as that one night, where big mistakes but also wonders were made.

"It's Rachel."

It's almost like Quinn knew the answer before he even had the chance to say it, but something inside of her had told her that it couldn't be, Rachel was fine and peaceful at home, or at school. Definitely not cutting, definitely not doing something stupid, and definitely not doing something that could potentially kill her.

"She umm- she cut her wrist. Bad. She's in the hospital right now, thankfully one of her dads found her in her bedroom before things could have escalated...."

A somewhat comfortable silence fell over the pair, Puck patiently waiting for a response from Quinn, while Quinn was lost in her own misery, trying to form an answer through all the internal pain that she was enduring because of this horrifying news.

"Me and Lauren are going to go visit her, I don't know if the rest of the club is. Do you want-"

"I'm coming too, I want to see her."

She could practically see Puck's mischievous grin at the other side of the phone, which caused her to smile a little too. For now, a light smile would do, because Rachel was in the hospital. She had tried to kill herself, and when that thought entered the blonde's brain, it felt like everything around her crashed down before her own eyes.

It was always meant to be.

That beautiful girl who had caught her eye at her first day of McKinley school, that gorgeous girl who had the voice of an angel that could send her into overdrive within seconds, that one girl who had done the impossible... make Quinn Fabray fall in love with her without even trying.

"We'll be there soon, Fabray, you better be prepared."

And with that Quinn threw down her phone, fell down on her bed and fully broke down. She cried for herself, because she had been so close to losing the love of her life without even knowing it. She cried for Rachel, who had felt such extensive pain that she felt the honest need to end it all. She cried for Rachel's dad, who must've been so terrified when he found his own daughter, on the verge of death. She cried for Glee club, who had almost lost an amazing singer but most of all: an amazing family member. But most of all, she just cried, the tears not even fully reflecting this aching pain that she felt. The cheerleader knew what was necessary now, and she knew what she may have had to sacrifice for it, but that wouldn't stop her. Rachel Berry was going to realize how special and worthy she was, Quinn would make sure of that even if her life depended on it.

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Hey :) I'm back on the writing track now! This is a really short chapter, I know, the next one will be a lot longer. My test week is over now, and I've gotten some help with my anxiety and fear issues, but most of all: I'm just feeling a lot better. See you guys soon again when the next chapter comes out :)

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