Against All Odds

Chapter 8 - Quinn

Emily got up quicker than I had ever seen her get up before. I wasn't even going to try and tell her to calm down, only because I figured this was the kind of thing that happened to her before. And when one of the girls said that they needed all of them there ASAP, they didn't hesitate. As she was rushing around to get clothes and shoes on, I was still struggling to reach my crutches without putting pressure on my leg.

"Oh shit. I'm so sorry babe. I'm just.. I'm just in a rush. I haven't felt like this in a while. I was hoping that we wouldn't be having any problems when we were here." She reached out for my crutches just as I went to grab them and I started falling over. She dropped the crutches to grab on to me. Slowly, she helped me up, and kissed me. "I'm sorry San."

"It's okay. Foreal. Could you grab my clothes for me though?" She handed me my clothes as she continued to frantically search in her closet for something. I saw her put a black bag into her backpack.

"What's that Em?" She looked at me and the look she gave me was nothing I ever seen. "What is it?"

"It's nothing okay San? Honest." I was kind of skeptical, but I took her word for it. We went downstairs quietly, and left for Hanna's.

"What do you think it could be? Something with A?" All of it was so new to me. They were like, veterans playing the A game and I was the rookie who was thrown into the game.

"At this point, it could be anything. From someone being dead, to Hanna not being able to open her mayonnaise jar. With her, anything is possible." And she started laughing. "We'll just have to see when we get there."

Once Emily put the car in park, she sat there breathing heavily and held her face in her hands.

"I just don't want this to be something that's gonna change the game again. I don't even want to play this game anymore, San. I don't. I'm so scared." She started to cry. "I just want it to be done and over with."

I started to gently rub her back as I let her cry. I looked up at the garage and saw the light turn on.

"Let's just go inside, babe. Maybe the news that Hanna has isn't that bad?" She wiped her eyes slowly. I leaned over and kissed her gently on her cheek. "I'm never leaving your side."

I knew that all of this was hard for her. She lost her ex girlfriend, and her current girlfriend was just shot. I don't know what I would've done if it were me. I would've lost all hope for myself to be honest. But the bond between Em and her three friends is super strong and I can see no one other than them getting through such an ordeal. If it were me and the Glee club then we would've been straight screwed and half of us would have probably been killed. Emily pulled herself together and got out of the drivers seat. I followed behind her. She didn't even bother to knock on the door she just walked right in.

"Em? San? Is that you?" Hanna called out.

"Yeah it's us. What's going on?" Emily walked into the living room and sat down. She tapped the cushion next to her and I proceeded to sit next to her. Emily put her arm around me and held me tight.

"I'm sorry we had to get up again. I know you wanted to relax." She rubbed her hand over my bandage gently, careful enough to not apply to much pressure on it. Hanna came down the stairs with a sense of urgency. You could plainly see it in her face. She was holding something behind her back.

"What is that, Han?" She hesitated to bring it out from behind her back. "Come on, Hanna. We didn't get up out of bed at this time of night for you not to show us."

"What's the big emergency?" Spencer yelled as she pushed the door open. Aria was following right behind her.

"She has it in her hands but doesn't want to show us." Emily was rolling her eyes now.