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Cat's Tail	By : cris2747 Category: G through L > Glee Views: 4641 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Disclaimer: Okay I don't own glee but this little nugget has been rolling around in my head wanting to come out. I haven't stopped writing 'Falling' or 'I Own You' so no worries a new chapter should be out sometime next week. Depending on the response for this little story it will either be a one shot or a multi chapter story. Let me know what you think. Okay kids on with the show.
Chapter One: Nationals
No one notices the blonde as she stares tears forming in her eyes as she watches Finn kiss Rachel on stage. She doesn't even care if this ruins their chances at the trophy; all she knows is that her heart is breaking right now. She actually thought she might have had a chance with the diva now that Finn wasn't weighing either of them down. She breathes a sigh of relief when she sees the horrified look on the brunettes face. So maybe there's a chance for her after all.
Rachel quickly schools her face and finishes the routine. She doesn't know what the hell Finn was thinking but if this ruins their shot she'll never forgive him but before she can rip into him Jesse beat her to it.
Jesse approaches them strutting in his arrogantly cocky way his lips curled in disgust, "Congratulates on blowing it for the rest of the team. There's no way you'll win now."
Finn tries to defend himself, "No way dude it won't matter to the judges and besides it was awesome, that was like the Superman of kisses. Right, Rach?"
Rachel ducks her head not wanting to be a part of this conversation. She mutters, "It was inappropriate Finn."
Jesse laughs shaking his head, "Yes you big idiot the judges would see it as a tacky tactic and will cost you the title. I guarantee it you moron."
The rest of the team glares at them except for the hazel eyed blonde watching with sad eyes.
Finn swallows, "Whatever you're just jealous."
Jesse shakes his head and walks away not bothering to reply to the over grown man child. Rachel swallows looking at him disappointed before chasing after Jesse. Finn pouts like a kick puppy with his tail between his tails.
Once the list was put up all hell broke loose. Quinn had to hold Santana back from murdering Rachel. Finn just stood there like an idiot not defending her again. Santana struggled to get her hands on the couple but calms down not wanting to hurt Quinn. Santana would never hurt her Quinn so she allowed the girl to maneuver her into the other room.
After the disappointing loss the club breaks off and returns to their room to pack up their belongings.
On the plane ride home no one talked to pair. They sat separate and quiet from the rest of the gleeks. They sat with their heads together whispering oblivious of the heated stares or the longing of one pair of hazel green eyes.
Everyone was sad and upset they thought they actually had a chance at being something special.
Once they were back in Lima it was now or never for Quinn. She had to get Rachel away from Finn and she saw the diva looking around apparently her fathers hasn't shown up yet. This was her chance to make her move and get the girl.
She walks up to the dive, "Hey Rachel do you need a ride?"
The diva startles surprised that someone is actually speaking to her smiles at her brightly, "Yes Quinn I believe I do. My fathers seem to have mixed up our arrival date."
How hard can it be to keep the dates straight it's less than a week since they left to New York? She shrugs, "Well come on before Santana decides to run you over with her luggage cart."
Rachel looks around for the enraged Latina, "Yes okay that seems like the best idea. Do you have all your bags Quinn?"
Quinn shows Rachel her carryon bag, "Yup I didn't bring much."
"I have to apologize for Finn. I never expected he would do something as reckless as to jeopardize our hope at nationals," Rachel tells her as they walk to parking lot.
"It's not me you have to convince Rachel it'll be everyone else," she shrugs as she leads them out of the airport.
The ride back to Lima was quiet which was odd for the usually talkative diva.
Quinn fiddles with the radio nervously drumming her fingers on the steering wheel Rachel notices the blondes nervousness, "Are you okay Quinn? You seem rather edgy."
Quinn squeaks out, "I'm fine." She blushes and clears her throat, "I'm fine I swear."
Rachel eyes her speculating, "Are you sure?"
"Yes I'm fine," she flashes her bright smile.
"Okay," Rachel not really believing her. "I didn't get a chance to tell you because of all the chaos but I really like your hair. It shows your beautiful cheek bones with this style."
Quinn blush becomes redder, "Uh thank you it was actual Santana's idea. She thought it would be a nice change."
"I hate to agree with anything Santana says but in this instant I do," she gives her a dimpled grin full of mischief.
Quinn laughs an honest laugh her first one in a while, "Don't worry I won't tell her you said that."
Rachel smirks, "I would appreciate that because as such as I hate to admit it she scares me still."
"That's just Santana prickly on the outside but a big teddy bear on the inside," Quinn smiles softly thinking about her best friend.
The drive in silence for a while when their almost back in the city limits Quinn is having a mental battle with herself.
Just tell her!
But what if she laughs at me?
Stop being a punk your Quinn Fucking Fabray!
Still what if she doesn't feel the same?
Then you'll know and then you can move on finally.
Unaware that Rachel was watching her closely Quinn, "Are you sure you're alright?"
Quinn jumps, "Fuck Rachel you scared me!"
Rachel giggles and Quinn thinks that is the most adorable sound ever, "I'm sorry but you were so far inside your head I don't think you noticed that you past my street."
"Oh crap! Sorry," Quinn turns on the next street to double back after finally arriving to Rachel's house Quinn helps the other girl with her bags. Quinn looks around to see if her fathers were home sighing in relief the couple was gone. She follows Rachel to the living room.
Rachel offers the blonde something to drink which she gladly accepts her mouth is bone dry because of nerves.
"Listen, Rachel I need to speak to you about something," Quinn peels the label off her water bottle.
Rachel's phone beeps, "Excuse me a moment Quinn I need to take this."
Rachel leaves the living room for privacy. Quinn groans throwing herself on the couch. "Damn it," she whispers.
She looks around the room noticing all the family pictures. They look so happy; my family never looked this way. She picks up a photo of Rachel who appears to be five. She looks so adorable with her two front teeth missing and pigtails.
"Sorry Quinn that was my fathers' calling to apologize. It seems that they got stuck in surgery again," Rachel comes back in sounding exasperated.
"It's fine, Rachel I'm glad they didn't just forget you," she jokes as she puts down the picture frame.
"Yes that's a plus," she smiles a sad little smile making Quinn think this wasn't the first time it happened to her.
Rachel shakes away her melancholy, "So what did you want to speak to me about?"
Quinn swallows, "I uh wanted to talk to you about prom."
Rachel flushes, "I thought we agreed that was a mistake Quinn. It shouldn't have happened you were upset and so was I."
Quinn walks up too her reaching for her hand trying to ignore the butterflies doing cartwheels in her stomach, "But what if I don't want to forget it? What if I don't think it was a mistake?"
Rachel mouth drops open, "I'm not sure what to say Quinn. I like you and all I ever wanted was for you to like me as well."
Quinn smiles, "I do like you Rachel. I like you a lot as more than just a friend."
Rachel adverts her eyes, "I'm uh I'm flattered Quinn as I said before you're very pretty the prettiest girl I ever seen but I don't feel that way about you."
Quinn pulls back her hand as if it was on fire, "But at prom you kissed me and then at the hotel we slept together. How can you say you don't feel the same way?"
Rachel reaches out her hand to touch her but Quinn backs away, "I do find myself oddly attracted to you Quinn. I can't lie about that but I love Finn. I've always loved Finn."
Quinn blinks back her tears, "But after the way he treated you and how he treated Santana and me. How can you still love him Rachel?"
Rachel jaw tightens, "What about the way you treated me Quinn? You bullied me for years and I forgave you, didn't I? So why shouldn't I give Finn another chance?"
Quinn laughs humorlessly, "Wow Berry I thought you were smarter than this. Finn will never be anything but a Lima Loser. He's only going to drag you down why can't you see that?"
"I understand your upset but please refrain from speaking about my boyfriend in that manner," Rachel crosses her arms.
Quinn bits back a sob, "Boyfriend? Since when is he your boyfriend again?"
Rachel gives her a sympathetic look, "Since the plane ride, we've decided to give us another shot."
Quinn shakes her head in disbelief, "Seriously Rachel, are you a glutton for punishment? He's an overgrown little boy. He only wants you when someone else does just like with me, Rachel. He only went after me again because I was with Sam and I was stupid enough to fall for it! How can you be so blind about that?"
"Quinn I think that's quite enough! I appreciate the fact that you're concerned about me but it doesn't change the fact that I'm not into you. I love Finn! I've always loved Finn and those moments we had as far as I'm concerned were the only mistakes I made."
Quinn feels a sharp pain through her heart brushes the tears on her face. She lets her walls fall back down, "Yeah well when he screws up again and believe me he will don't come crying to me Berry I warned you."
Rachel uncrosses her arms, "So you're going to throw away the friendship we built because I don't share the same feelings as you?"
Quinn smiles humorously and walks to the door, "No I'm throwing away absolutely nothing remember that's what I ever meant to you?"
Rachel follows her to the door pleading, "Please Quinn come back so we can talk about this I still want to be your friend."
Quinn turns around narrowing her eyes, "Friend? My friend? No you were never my friend Berry! I was wrong about you and Finn, you two deserve each other! You both use people to feed your egos and then toss them aside when you find something better!"
Quinn wretches the door open walking swiftly to her car all the while Rachel pleading behind her. Quinn ignores as best she could peeling out of the drive way. She pounds her hand against the steering wheel feeling like such a fool.
A pathetic fool. How could she ever believe Rachel liked her? It true it's always been fucking Finn Hudson for her. She's too fucking to blind to see that they're toxic together. Her cell phone starts to vibrate when she stopped at cross section. Quinn checks to see who's calling with a bitter laugh she sees Rachel's name flashing across the screen.
"FUCK YOU," she screams at her phone as she rolls down the window and tosses the phone out.
Fuck Rachel Berry.
Fuck my stupid heart.
Fuck the fact that I've been in love with her since the first day I saw her freshmen year.
Fuck the fact that I thought I would come in first place for once.
Fuck my stupid hope that someone would actually love me instead of just wanting to fuck me.
She screeches into her driveway tears blurring the door after three tries she finally gets the door open. Quinn laughs at the fact that the house is empty. She should have known better her mom forgot that she was coming home today or she's drunk and passed out somewhere. She stumbles her way to the liquor cabinet smiling bitterly pulls out her mom's favorite vodka. Not bothering to check to see if her mother was home leaves out the door again.
Quinn drives to her favorite thinking spot a cliff not far from the town limits. Santana showed her this place it's generally quiet and the cops rarely go there. Quinn connects her iPod to the radio and scrolls down to find the playlist the first song to play is 'Grenade' by Bruno Mars. Quinn screws open the cap of her bottle and swallow a large gulp she coughs and gags at the burning sensation but take another large pull.
"Stupid hobbit," she swears hitting the dashboard repeatedly. "Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!"
Tear flow freely as she thinks about her heart breaking her knuckles bleeding and sore. She wasted three years hoping and waiting for a chance with Rachel. She went crazy and slept with Puck denying her feeling to herself about the fucking little hobbit and almost ruined her life. She's so stupid in love with her she would have done anything for Rachel but the diva threw it back in face.
Hours later Quinn stares up at the sky unable to remember how she got here in the first place. She glares at the almost empty bottle cursing the fact that she only got one. I should have grabbed two it's not like mom would have known the difference, she thinks.

Finally after an hour of relentless calls and texts Santana answered, "WHAT THE FUCK BERRY! I don't have the patience for you right now."
"Santana! Is Quinn with you," she squawks in her ear ignoring her statement.
"What's it too you Berry," she barks already annoyed by the hobbit.
"Just answer the question! I've been trying to reach her for an hour Santana please," she barks irritated at the Latina.
Santana sits up, "Why? What's going on Berry?"
"I uh she was here and then she left but she wasn't in her right mind and I'm concerned. I'm afraid she might hurt herself. So please is she there," Rachel pleads.
"What the fuck did you do? I swear to god Berry I will reach throw this phone and strangle your midget ass if you hurt her," Santana tells her.
Rachel shivers at the cold tone, "Well I didn't mean to hurt her but," her voice trails off.
Santana pinches her nose, "Just tell me already Berry!"
Rachel swallows and whispers, "She told me that she has feelings for me but I told her I cared for her only as a friend."
"You stupid ass bitch! You better pray I find her and she doesn't have one hair out of place," she disconnects before Rachel could respond.
Santana jumps out of bed but her feet tangles in the sheets and falls to the floor, "Ouch fuck!"
Santana grunts shaking off the pain and limps to find her shoes. She runs downstairs. "Mom I'll be back," she yells.
"Wait a minute mija. Where are you going? We're supposed to have a welcome home dinner," Alejandra walks out of the kitchen wiping her hands on a towel.
"I know mom but something's wrong with Quinn. I have to go find her," Santana's pleads with her mother.
Alejandra watches her only child she knows how she feels about the girl. She's known since Quinn first moved here when nine year old Santana told her parents that she was going to marry the girl, "What's going on baby?"
Santana looks around frantic for her keys, "I'm not sure but all I know it has to do with Berry."
Alex sighs knowing she won't win this, not when Quinn was concerned, "Fine but call me so I won't be worried about either of you."
Santana kisses her mom's cheek loudly, "Thank you mom. Tell dad I'm sorry and I'll be back as soon as I can," she rushes out the door.
Santana runs to her car still limping she slams the keys into the ignition and speeds to Quinn's house she growls at the thought of her mate out there somewhere hurt and alone.
Santana Lopez is not your typical teenager. Hell she's not your typical human. Santana Lopez is what you would call a were cat. A panther to be exact and she's mated with Quinn since the day she met her.
In junior year after seven years of watching and waiting for her mate to see that she's the only one for her, she finally thought she had a chance but Quinn told her that she was in love with Rachel. That she has been since freshman year. Santana swallowed down the pain and heartache of it all and stood by her. It wasn't really a choice as her mate she only wants the best for her even if it wasn't Santana but it mean that it hurt any less.
She nearly ripped Puck to shreds when she found out that he tricked Quinn into sleeping with him and then bragged about it to the whole school. After the pregnancy scare he was lucky to even be alive. It was only thanks to her parents calming her down and Quinn needing her support she didn't kill the boy.
So she knows everyone at school thinks that she's this big slut that slept with half the guys and most of the girls but she's not. It's not part of her nature. She can only be with her mate. She never even slept with Britney that rumor started when the girls were caught in sleeping in the same bed and a picture went around the school by a bitter Puck. She turned him down numerous times since 8th grade this was his payback.
Pulling into the Fabray's driveway she jumps out she inhales deeply smelling for her scent it's faint but it's still there lingering. She follows her nose she opens the door not really surprised to find it unlocked. She walks to the den going straight to the open liquor cabinet, sighing she sniffs the air again searching for Judy. Santana growls lightly when she finds the woman passed out on the floor. Knowing the woman would be no help locating her daughter she debates on whether or not to leave her there. But she hulls her to bed glaring at the useless woman when she lifts her up roughly and tosses her on the bed.
Judy groans, "Quinnie, when you got home," the woman slurs.
Santana continues to growl softly, "I'm not Quinn. It's Santana. Have you seen her Judy?"
The drunken woman opens her blurry eyes and smiles, "Santana! Where's Quinnie? Call her and tell me wha' hapen in New York."
Santana runs her hands through her hair in frustration she doesn't have time for this, "She isn't here Judy. I'm looking for go back to sleep okay I'll go find her."
Judy struggles to sit up but eventually gives up when that proves to be too difficult, "Okay Sanny you find Quinnie and bring her home."
"Yeah okay," Santana tells her walking out the door. She sniffs the air again but unable to pick up Quinn's scent. She starts growling loud in frustration. She's tempted to phase but it's still light out and she doesn't what to risk being seen. Santana closes her eyes and concentrates her eyes snaps open turning in the direction of the school.
Getting back into her car she dials Quinn's number again but again it went straight to voice mail, "Fuck Quinn pick up the damn phone!"
She points the car toward the school her phone rings and she snatches it up without looking to see who was calling, "Quinn where are you?"
"It's not Quinn this is Rachel," the voice says weakly. "I take it you haven't found her yet. I can help you look if you'd like."
Santana opens her mouth to snap at her when she hears Finn whine in the back ground, "But Rachel what about our date?"
"Just go on your date with dough boy," she sneers. "I don't need your help and Quinn doesn't need your pity Berry."
Over the phone Rachel flushes, "It's not pity Santana I'm concerned about my friend."
She scoffs, "You didn't seem so concerned when you let her leave and got ready for your fucking date with your golden boy."
Rachel protests, "That isn't true I tried to stop her but she left anyways."
Santana interrupts enunciating every word, "I do not give a damn Berry. Just leave us alone before I ends you hobbit."
Rachel shakes at the venom in her voice, "But I want to help. Please let me help Santana."
Instead of answering Santana hangs up on her, "Fucking Berry."
Passing the school she doesn't see Quinn's car. Still driving she rolls down the window she smells the air searching for her mate's scent again. Letting her instincts guide her she somehow ended up at the edge of town. Santana straightens up figuring out where her mate might be.
She showed Quinn this overlook years ago. It's her quiet spot. The place she goes to whenever life becomes too much. She brought Quinn here when she thought she was pregnant and held her through the night.
Santana pulls up to the cliff sighing in relief when she sees Quinn's car parked nearby. She should have answered Berry's call earlier but she was still pissed at the little bitch and didn't want to hear her excuses about New York.
Getting out of the car she spots a lump close to the edge. Inhaling deeply she sighs in relief when she picks up Quinn's scent with speed faster than any human eye can see she runs to her mate.
"Oh baby why didn't you come to me," Santana whispers.
Kneeling next to her Santana whimpers feeling the heartache roll off Quinn. As Santana's mate she can feel for the most part what Quinn's feeling. Although only when she's close because her blonde mate hasn't accepted her yet. But once she does (hopefully) Santana will know when she's hurt or in danger.
She lays a hand on her shoulder, "Quinn? Quinn wake up." She spots the empty bottle next to her and realizes that she'll never get the girl up.
Quinn mumbles incoherently but stays asleep when Santana places her arms under the sleeping girl and lifts her up easily as if she weighs nothing at all. Quinn snuggles deeper into the girls hold basking in the warmth radiating off of her. A purr rumbles deep in her chest feeling content having her mate in her arms. Holding her tight against her Santana walks back to her car placing Quinn delicately in the back seat and lays her down.
Quinn moans in protest at the loss of heat. Santana goes to her trunk looking for a blanket growling when she finds none. She smirks when she finds her old cheerios letterman hidden underneath all the junk. She walks back to Quinn and wraps the jacket around her securely.
Quinn turns to her side and wraps the jacket tighter she mumbles out, "Santana."
Santana gives a small grin glad that Quinn recognizes her scent. Shaking off her slight daze Santana walks to Quinn's car locking it up tight. She'll return for it later after she gets Quinn settled. She has a small debate with herself on whether or not to take her to her home or back to Santana's.
"Fuck it you're sleeping it off on my bed Blondie," she whispers driving slowly not jostle her precious cargo. Santana pulls up to her house twenty minutes later getting out of her she walks around to the back and gently lifts up Quinn again. She kicks the door closed winches at the loud bang. She holds her breath waiting for Quinn to wake up but she doesn't she just snuggles deeper into Santana's embrace.
Santana purr rumbles deep in her chest quietly as she walks up to the front door she mother opens it. Alex sighs in relief, "How is she, mija?"
Santana shrugs, "Drunk off her ass but otherwise fine I think."
Alex wrinkles her nose smelling the over powering scent of alcohol coming off the sleeping girl, "I can smell it. Go lay her down and come tell us what happened."
Santana nods and walk passes her mother smiling sadly at her father who came out of the kitchen. Santana walks slowly up the stairs wanting to keep the girl in her arms as long as possible. Santana places the girl in the middle of the bed in a gentle loving manner. She removes the girl's shoes and socks. Swallowing Santana unbuttons Quinn's jeans and slides them off the long shapely legs. Her hungrily eyes take in the body before her. Biting back a low moan Santana removes Quinn's shirt leaving her only in panties and tank top. She whimpers desperately longing to run her hands on this perfect body. Her mate. Her goddess.
She swallows and cover her up her temptation muttering, "Fuck Q I love you so much. Why can't you see that? I would never hurt you or leave you. I'll always protect you and keep you safe. If you would only give me chance I would love for all time." She pushes back a strand of golden hair covering her beautiful face, "I wish you would open your eyes. I love them. They're so green and mesmerizing I could stare at them forever."
She sighs, leaning close kissing her pouty lips softly. Quinn mutters, "Santana."
Santana closes her eyes smiling as her finger stroking the sleeping girl's cheek maybe there's hope for me after all.
After forcing herself to get up Santana walks back downstairs looking for her parents, "Hey Mom, daddy." She falls heavily into the couch, "I'm sorry about dinner but its Quinn," she shrugs sheepishly.
Manuel Lopez stares at his daughter feeling the turmoil ragging inside of her, "We understand mija. Your mate was in trouble you had to go to her. So tell us what happened."
Alex reaches for her hand Santana smiles at her, "I'm not sure but it has to do with Rachel. I think that Quinn confessed her feeling and Rachel shot her down."
Alex sees the small flinch at her words, "Well maybe this is a good thing. Maybe now she can move on and you can show her that she belongs with you and only you."
Santana shakes her head, "I don't think that she will ever accepted me mom. If she felt anything for me other than friendship it would've shown by now."
Manny huffs, "Maybe she was just confusing her feeling for you with Rachel, mija. So don't give up okay."
Tears leak out of sad brown eyes, "I try not too but sometimes it feels like my heart is being ripped from my chest."
Alex and Manny look at each other each trying to figure a way to alleviate their daughter's pain, "I know it feels like that but it'll work out mija," Alex strokes her hair. Santana rest her head against her mom's shoulder, "We know Quinn is your mate but the girl has some issues to work through before she can see it."
Santana nods, "I know mom. Now that Rachel has rejected her she can move on and see that I've been there all along."
Alex kisses her temple, "Yes we can all hope that is true."
Santana lifts her head and sighs, "I need to go get her car before it gets towed or something. I'm going to run clear my head for a bit."
Manny stands up, "Just be careful sweetie."
Santana gives him a crooked smile, "I'll try daddy." She walks to the door but stops to listen hearing nothing to light snoring from the lump upstairs, "I'll be back." She turns around to look at her parents, "Can you…"
Alex waves her words away, "You don't even have to ask baby."
She smiles again sadly before walking out the door. She walks to woods behind her house. Santana quickly removes her clothes and ties them to her leg. She closes her eyes and concentrates she feels her body shift and leaps up in the air landing on four paws. She starts to run in the direction of the cliff.

Quinn groans at the headache pounding in her skull. She burrows deeper into the covers whimpering at the pain in her brain. She feels a shift next to her and becomes still, oh fuck oh fuck please oh please tell me I didn't do something stupid again she chants. She opens one eye to look at the body next to her the covers were covering whoever it was head to toe. Oh crap please don't be Puck. She reaches tentatively pulling back the covers and sees a full head of raven colored hair. She sags in relief knowing instantly that it was Santana. "Oh thank god," she whispers.
Santana turns around to face her. Quinn yelps when Santana's strong arm pulls her closer to the Latina then moaning at the heat of Santana body. "Go back to sleep Q," she mumbles her voice raspy with sleep.
Quinn startles a little she whispers back, "I can't my head is killing me San." Quinn gives up after a few moments of half-hearted struggling and snuggles into her body.
Santana smirks eyes still closed, "That's what happens when you kill a bottle of vodka on your own. You should have come to me Quinn."
Quinn ducks her head burying her face in the crook of her kitten's neck, "I know I just wanted to be alone Sanny. I wasn't thinking straight."
A purr rumbles deep in her chest loving the times her mate cuddle with her. Santana opens her brown eyes, "I found you passed out by the side of the road Q. I know that road is quiet and barely has any traffic but anything could have happened to you and that would have killed me."
Quinn shifts her head up golden green eyes looking into golden brown, "I'm sorry Sanny I just…I don't know I just needed some alone time. I swear I was going to call you but then I remembered I broke my phone. So I just fell asleep because I knew I was too messed up to drive."
Santana jaw tightens, "You should have called me before you went on a drinking binge. I had to hear it from the hobbit that something was wrong."
Quinn flinches when Santana mentions Rachel swallowing over the lump, "I'm sorry."
Santana's face softens, "I know Quinn just tell me what happened please."
Quinn turns her head, "I told her how I felt about her and she rejected me."
Santana growls low in her throat, "It's her loss Quinn. If she can't see that you're better than the jolly green giant could ever be than she doesn't deserve you."
Quinn hugs her friend closer, "You're just saying that because you're my best friend. It's in the rule book or something."
Santana shrugs her shoulders, "I speak the truth babe your perfect."
Quinn scoffs, "Yeah right San. That's why no one wants me. Not Rachel or Finn. Not even Sam. Puck only wanted to get in my pants. I just want someone to choose me. To be good enough for someone." Quinn's teary voice breaks Santana's heart she bites her tongue not wanting to interrupt, "I'm never what people want San. I just so tired of never being enough. Why can't I be enough for someone and not just a quick fuck?"
Quinn breaks down tears soaking Santana's shirt. She holds the girl until her tears are spent. Santana coos softly stroking her hair until she sobs die down to small whimpers.
Santana swallows it's now or never, "You're perfect Quinn to me. If you gave me the chance I would give you the world. I would do anything you ask. I would be anything you need. I would stand by you and take on the world to keep you safe and happy." She swallows again and looks into those green eyes she loves so much, "I want more than your body I want your heart because I gave you mine a long time ago. It was yours the moment I saw you and I never got it back. I don't want it back it's always been yours you just never saw it."
Quinn sits up startled at the confession and moves away, "San please don't lie. I know you're in love with Brittany you've always been."
Santana sits up moving closer, "Yes I love Britt but I'm not in love with her she's like my sister."
Quinn scoffs, "You sleep with your sisters San?"
Santana laughs, "I never had sex with her. Yes I slept in the same bed as her but we never had sex. You can ask her if you don't believe me Q. She'll tell the truth because you know the girl can't lie."
Quinn looks stunned, "Then why didn't you ever say anything San? You just let me believe it was true. And what about all the guys? That never say no rep you have?"
Santana growls, "That was Puck who started it Quinn not me. He was mad that I wouldn't let him fuck me so he spread that rumor around."
Quinn back stiffens at Puck's name, "That dick head! He did the same thing to me after he got me drunk and used me."
Santana hisses scaring Quinn, "I know Q. That boy was lucky I didn't tear him to shreds when I found out."
Quinn was taken back at the venom dripping from her words, "So you never slept with her?"
Santana shakes her head, "I never been with anyone Quinn. I just can't it goes against my nature. I can't be with anyone other than my mate."
Quinn gets up from the bed and backs away, "Mate? Are you saying that I'm your mate?"
Santana curses at her words, "Yes Quinn. You're my mate."
Quinn hugs her stomach, "But how? I mean you never said anything even after I discovered what you are. Why didn't you say anything?"
Santana approaches her slowly, "You're my mate but that doesn't mean I'm yours. You were so stuck on Berry I didn't want to confuse you or make it seem that you had to choose me. I wanted you to want me because you do not because I was the last option."
Quinn stands still watching Santana approach with her catlike grace. It's fitting since that's what she was, "I never knew that was a choice San. I always thought Britt was your mate."
Santana cuffs her cheek, "Only you Q. I never even looked at anyone else. If you can give me chance I would prove it too you. Prove that I'm the only one you need to make you happy. I can prove that I'm the only one that you'll ever need. But if I can't make you see than I will let you go. I'll let you find the one that does."
Quinn closes her eyes shocked at the electricity sparking from her finger tips, "But then you would be alone Sanny. You said that there's no one else for you."
Santana smiles "Don't worry about that Quinn. Even if I stay only your friend that would be enough. As long as I'm near you." She knew that was a lie if Quinn rejected her it would kill her slowly. But she would never lay that kind of guilt on her mate.
Quinn opens her eyes to see brilliant golden eyes staring back at her. She longed to her words like that for so long, but coming from her best friend was something she never expected. She always felt a connection to the girl but never thought it was more or could be more than friendship. She stared searching for a lie but found none. She knew then that Santana meant every word it made her heart skip a little.
Santana moves closer unable to help herself as she pleads, "Please Quinn I swear I'll give you everything you deserve and more."
Quinn shivers at the broken voice feeling the emotion pour from her every pore, "Okay San just please don't hurt me."
Santana smiles a bright big smile, "I swear Quinn I never will. I'll love until you tell me to stop, but even then I'll still love you." She cups the side of her face gently, "May I kiss you?"
Quinn closes her eyes and whispers, "Yes."
Santana brushes her lips against Quinn's pouty ones. She moans lightly finally tasting the lips that haunted her every dream and thoughts.
Quinn melted into the kiss feeling sparks throughout her entire body. Rachel's kisses never felt this way or Finn or Sam. Puck's kiss doesn't even compare.
Santana moves back a small grin on her face finally feeling like she's home. Home has always been in Quinn's arms.
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