Day Dream, english translation

Chapter 11 : The descent into Hell...

Quinn POV

I feel a void in my mind, I no longer feel anything. I'm not eating anymore and I'm losing weight visibly. The Glee Club wants to help me, I don't want their help. Rachel wants to see me, I'm avoiding her. I have been sleeping at Santana's for several days. I don't dare go home anymore. I don't know if my parents read the article. I do not want to know it. I got used to the hell that I live daily, it is even if I stop because I know that I will receive a slushie in the next minute. I no longer live, I survive. My gaze is permanently blank. The worst part is that I do not suffer from my condition, I suffer because I know that Rachel is in pain. I don't want her to worry, I don't want her to take my pain. It's me I'm targeting, not her. I want it to stop, that's exactly what Kurt had told me, I pray that it will stop but it will continue. It never gives me a break. In addition, I have the impression of being responsible for what happens to me, even if Santana tells me that it is the fault of "these stupid assholes" but I cannot believe it. I looked at the ceiling in San's room. The latter entered the room and came to lie down next to me, followed by Brittany.

Santana : You have to move Quinn, you can't stay in this half-alive state forever.

I didn't even make the effort to turn to her to look at her and whispered without intonation:

Quinn : And why ?

Santana : Because there are people who can't stand seeing you like that. Rachel first. So if you don't see why you should get up, do it for the one who loves you and whom you love.

Quinn : You called her Rachel ...

Brittany : Yes. San has become very nice to Rachel since your crack. They never leave each other, she protects her. But we're talking about you, not PezBerry friendship.

Santana : What do we have to do to get you back like before ?

Quinn : I would never be the same as before San, you have to understand it.

Santana curled up in Brittany's arms and buried her head in the crook of her blow. She took a deep breath before looking up and declaring.

Santana : If I can't change you, it's because only Rachel can do it. But before I send her to change you, we have to go get your revenge.

I didn't even make the effort to answer him and made a vague gesture with my hand. I didn't care what was going to happen in high school. I turned my back on my two friends and closed my eyes, hoping to sleep tonight without Santana having to wake me up in the middle of the night because I screamed in terror as I sweated.

McKinley High School,

Pov Rachel

I was chatting with Kurt in front of my locker when Santana grabbed my arm and trained me like fury out of sight. We had gotten closer since Quinn's forced coming-out. Speaking of my girlfriend, I heard a slushie noise in the hallway. Santana and I turned to the victim of the attack. I didn't have time to say a word that San had already tackled the footballer who had just watered Quinn against a locker. I walked slowly towards my girlfriend, hoping that she wouldn't run away from me, but she just grabbed the hand I held out to her and followed me to the toilet. Cheerleaders were putting on make-up.

Cherrio 1 : Oh but it's Fabgay and his girlfriend! Avoid watching us, we are not dykes like you !

I hardly swallowed the insults that threatened to go out and tried to worry only about Quinn. Brittany, who was also in the bathroom, did it for me.