Black Hoodie

Chapter 4 - Friends

With Quinn and Brittany

Quinn and Brittany were on their way home. Quinn didn't ask questions about why Brittany had to talk to the waitress. Quinn knew Brittany better then anyone else. They had been best friends since they had met so Quinn knew something was up. She was thinking it had to with the night before. When they had found Brittany unconscious. Quinn knew Brittany wouldn't tell her about it so she decided to do some research herself. They had reached the dorms and Brittany decided to do her homework. Quinn told Brittany she was just going to do some shopping at the mall because she needed some alone time. She walked to her Porsche and drove to the poor part of town. To the exact place they were at last night. She was a little scared when she reached the little street where Brittany was beaten up. She walked around some more. Quinn knew these streets like no one else. No one knew it but Quinn had lived here 'til she had become fourteen. Quinn knew Santana. They were best friends for years. They ruled this place. Then a miracle happened and her family had become rich. It had blinded Quinn and she let Santana down. The same Santana who was now 0ne 0f the best and biggest criminals of town. She was scared to face Santana again. She was scared that Santana wouldn't recognize her, but she was even more scared that she would. Quinn walked over to the garage. Santana had found it a few days before Quinn had left her. Quinn assumed she would still be there and she was right. Quinn ran over to the back of the garage and peeked into the little window. She saw Santana inside talking to some people Quinn didn't know. Her eyes started to tear up. Santana hadn't recognized her in the restaurant. Quinn was scared that she had forgotten about her. Quinn could never forget her though. Suddenly she felt someone patting her shoulder. She turned around and a blonde guy pushed her against the thin wall of the garage. ''WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT DO YOU WANT'' he yelled. He was wearing some sweatpants and a hoodie. His shoes were totally worn out. It didn't matter. He was attractive. He was hot. ''Sam let her go I'll handle this one.'' Quinn heard someone saying. She would recognize this raspy voice out of thousands. Santana. The guy whose name appeared to be Sam let her go. He walked away facing Santana. She gave him a 'It's fine'' look and he walked into the garage. ''Quinn what are you doing here huh? Did your family dump you and you're looking for a new home?'' Santana said bitchy. Quinn looked down. ''I'm sorry.'' Was the only thing she could come up with. ''I saw you talking to Brittany today at the restaurant and I was kind of surprised to see you.'' She finally said. ''You came all the way down here to tell me that?'' Santana responded. ''I guess I wanted to know why she was talking to you. Santana I just want you to know that I am really really sorry for everything that has happened between us. I miss us.'' Quinn said with a cracking voice. ''She was talking to me because I saved her life. And Quinn there is no us. Not anymore. We are not a team anymore, so you can go.'' Santana said sharply. There was a hurt tone in her voice. Quinn's eyes started to tear up. ''How can I make it up to you? Is there anyway you can forgive me?'' Quinn asked. ''I don't know Fabray. Give me one reason why I would forgive you huh? So you can walk away again? Leave me here and hurt me all over again? No freakin way.'' ''SANTANA JUST HEAR ME OUT PLEASE'' Quinn yelled. ''I don't wanna talk about my personal life out here on the streets you never know who takes advantage of it so follow me.'' Santana said irritated. Quinn followed her inside. There were a few people. '''Guys this is Quinn, an old friend of mine.'' Santana said sarcasticly. ''A friend? She's a rich bitch!'' A guy with a mohawk said. Quinn felt a little offended. ''Puck shut it'' Santana snapped. ''Hi Quinn I am Mercedes, and these guys are Puck , Mike, Tina and Sam.'' Mercedes said kindly. Quinn looked around at everyone. In this room all the hate in their eyes dissapeared. They were happy that they had a place to sleep and friends to count on. That was the point. Quinn had never felt happy out here. She always knew she wasn't in the right place. These guys were. They belonged here. They loved these streets. They loved cold dark nights. Quinn never did. Santana took Quinn up to her room. It was a tiny little space with a small closet and a bed. Santana took her cell phone out and started texting. ''You have a phone?'' Quinn asked. Santana gave her a destroing look. ''Yes QUINN I have a phone'' she said and sat on her bed. ''Who are you texting?'' ''That's non of your business Q.'' Quinn turned her head. She was so upset about all of this. Maybe it was a mistake to come back.

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With Santana:

Santana still hated Quinn for what she had done but part of her wanted to forgive her so bad. Quinn had been her bestie for so long. Santana was texting Brittany the girl she saved. They had been texting since Brittany got home from the restaurant. Santana knew it was wrong to text with a rich girl but she just couldn't help herself. Brittany was too sweet, too innocent. Of course Brittany didn't know about Santana living here in this tiny garage. Suddenly Quinn took the phone away from Santana. ''QUINN GIVE IT BACK'' She yelled. ''OHMYGOSH YOU'RE TEXTING BRITTANY.'' Quinn yelled out of excitement. Santana rolled her eyes and tried to get the phone back. Suddenly Santana tripped over Quinn's feet and they both fell to the ground. They looked each other in the eyes and bursted out laughing. After five minutes of uncontrollable laughter, Quinn opened her mouth to say something. ''So I am forgiven?'' She said softly. Santana nodded. ''Yeah I think you are, but you need to earn my trust again. And you have to promise to say nothing about this to Brittany.'' Santana said serious. ''Ohmy Santana you like her!'' ''No I don't! Now get out I have work to do!'' Quinn walked out and left her number on Santana's bed. Santana felt relieved and scared at the same time. Could she trust Quinn? Or was it a trap?