I Feel Pretty When You're Around

Chapter 18

Quinn ran... She ran from the auditorium as fast as she could, she heard Rachel yell after her but she couldn't turn back. She didn't want anyone to see her like that, she felt humiliated. Deep down the blonde did know that Rachel did have feelings for her, how couldn't see, all the things that had happened since Prom proved that, but she was blinded by one of the biggest insecurities she holds... Rachel will choose Finn over her.

So once the song that she and Rachel basically wrote together was over she didn't know what else to do but to run. She didn't know where she was going; she just started to run as far away as she could. The blonde still had a lot of fitness from being an ex-Cheerio so she ran quite far. She ended up in the middle of Times Square. Not knowing how she even got there she looked around, taking her surroundings in, she had no idea what to do... Go back to the hotel, which would mean facing everyone... Or do something else, Quinn didn't even have her cell phone with her, she didn't even have her purse, as she ran from the stage without going into the green room to grab her bag. But one thing she did have was the knowledge of her mother's credit card number... She knew exactly what she needed to help try to forget about what happened.

Once Quinn had settled down a bit she headed back to the hotel, with the help of one of the reception ladies she managed to get a spare key to head up to the girl's room. She knew that everyone will still be at the center waiting to see where they placed, which helped Quinn settle herself a little bit knowing that no-one will be in the room yet, she wasn't ready to face anyone yet... Well she definitely wasn't ready to face one person yet... That person being Rachel Berry. It wasn't that she didn't want to face the brunette, of course she did but it was what she was going to hear from the diva that scared her most... Rejection... And she wasn't ready for that.

Quinn turned the handle to her hotel room and slowly walked it, ready to crash on to the bed, but unfortunately for her that wasn't going to happen anytime soon. "Where the hell have you been, Q?" came the voice of Santana, Quinn looked up from looking at her feet surprised to see both her best friends standing up at the edge of her bed.

"What are you doing here?" Quinn asked surprised.

"We came looking for you, we didn't..." Santana stopped her rambling as she just noticed Quinn was sporting a new look, "Q, what the hell you do to your hair?"

In Quinn's need to do something to get her mind off things she chose to have a haircut, not just any haircut, she cut off basically all her gorgeous blonde locks, leaving her with hair that came around her face perfectly, and if we're being honest, she looked hot.

Quinn moved her hand to grab a bit of the ends of her hair; she had a messy look going on that suited her really well. "I felt like a change."

"Well I like it, I think you look hot, Q," Brittany voiced.

Quinn actually gave out an honest smile, it was the first real smile she had on since the whole disaster happened, "Thanks, B."

"Okays enough with the small talk... Yes Q, your new look makes you look half decent for once but let's move on... What the freaking hell happened to you?"

"I don't want to talk about it, S."

"Well to bad, you're gonna talk about it."

Quinn huffed; she knew the Latina would never give up, "Fine."

"Come sit down with us," Brittany asked, sitting down on the bed, patting her hand next to her for Quinn to sit down. The blonde looked at the smile that was coming from one of her best friends and she couldn't say no, so she moved over to sit in between Brittany and Santana.

"Okay, so spill it out," Santana said.

"I think you already know why I ran."

"Because Berry got her mack on with custard nipples," Santana stated, it wasn't a question as they all knew the answer was 'yes'. But hearing it out loud really hit the wrong spot for Quinn, she started to break down. Brittany started to rub Quinn's back for comfort.