It wasn't meant to be

Broken promises

Quinn pov

I knew it was wrong..but I missed it. I missed snorting the burning lines of bliss up my nose and feeling nothing but pour glee.

This was me and Santana should just accept I'm official a Lima loser. I mean so what? If she can't accept this me then to hell.

It's easier thinking then it happening I realized.

Me and the gang of skanks are behind the bleachers doing lines and i didn't even notice a tall blonde watching.

Santana told me she told Brittany about us, so I know she knows about the promise. The two are inseparable.

"You lied to her?" Brittany asked as I try and wipe it all away.

"DUDE!" One girl yells but ignore her.

"Shit Britt look it's not- it just happen,"

"I'm not hiding this from her Quinn. She really believed you was changing and trying..." the blonde says and it breaks my heart knowing the Latina saw a change of hope in me.

But I put my feelings aside. "To hell with her! If she can't accept this part of me then she doesn't love me,"

"Why are you being so selfish? You know santana loves you more then anything," she says and just walks away scoffing.

I sigh realizing my screwed and walk away from the area before the Latina a can catch me.

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I go to the girls bathroom and see my eyes are red and I look like shit...why won't I change? This ISNT me I know that, but why do I feel I gotta belive it is...I love her-

"You lied to me!" I hear and I swear I wanna say I don't care but I do deep down. I stay quiet and let her speak.

"You lied to me! Made me believe bullshit! I love you quinn and then you tell Brittany to hell with me!?" She scoffs laughing. I'm confused on why she's laughing but when I turn to face her she's crying and laughing.

"I should've fuckin known, you're gonna be a Lima loser and I tried helping you, because I care! And I don't wanna see you dead somewhere or on the streets begging for a bag of coke!"

I feel my guilt rise up...I go to reach her but she moves away. "Don't touch me, it's one thing to lie, but then give me a 'fuck you'? But you don't even have the balls to say it to my face, do you?" I can feel her hate all that love turned to hate and I don't know what to do.

"Please Santana you're the only good thing I have-"

"Had." She says, "you HAD til you fucked it all up," she says and doesn't even let me get another word out. She walks out and I feel anger take over me.

I punch the mirror as glass shatters and it's plastered all over the place even in my knuckles.

I see I big piece of glass and stare at it for a few seconds before picking it up.

I just wanna feel some type of feeling besides this numbness in my body.

I feel myself cut the lines on my arms just blood starts to rise up. I lost the only thing I ever had that was good.

I don't have my family, the first love of my life leaves for some glee club and better life, and now the only person who made me feel good is gone.

I sit in the stall as I cry and keep bleeding, the blood gets redder and thicker.

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After a few minutes Probly longer I clean the blood up and wipe my eyes heading out the bathroom.