1A/N: Here's a little Faberry angst to spice up your life. Just a short drabble. Thanks to Tay (The Midnight Doe) for beta-ing, even though she doen't ship it.
Heartbreak hurts. She doesn't want to admit it, but it hurts. The sharp sting hurts and the dull ache hurts. The feelings of loss and helplessness hurts. The heavy weight of something—something you can't place your finger on—that hurts the most.
That's what the resident cheerleader feels as she drives away from McKinley, away from her home, head spinning and aching in ways unimaginable. She was feeling, and it was different. Emotion was a strange an uncharted world, something she could only access when Rachel was involved. How twisted was that?
Quinn shakes her head, regains her posture and wipes away the hysterical tears pouring from her eyes. No one can see what she really feels. She doesn't look back; one look at everything she's leaving behind could spin her into a dizzying amount of feeling. And feeling was not something she could afford to handle, not now and not for a long time.
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The cheerleader musters up all her courage and walks through into the choir room, taking a deep breath and confronting her biggest fear. "Rachel?"
"Hello, Quinn!" Rachel says, looking up at the blonde over the piano with an ever-present smile. "I've just been working on my new song and I believe it's a hit. Would you like to listen? I could always use a second opinion. It's about-"
"No, thanks, Rachel. I actually… I wanted to talk." She stares down at her fingers and speaks in a soft tone, so afraid of what's going to happen next. A slight blush crosses her face, and she tries her best to suppress it.
"About?" Rachel replies perkily, oblivious to Quinn's state of discomfort.
"About, um… about feelings." The blonde mentally slaps her self. Feelings? What kind of walking cliché are you? "I… um… I have feelings for you, and I'm still in the process of figuring them out, but,"-a tears drips across her face and she blinks furiously-"I really like you. I like you in… in a serious kind of way and it's not going away. It's been like this for… a long time and I need to deal with is. I can't live in denial forever and I just needed to get it out." After catching one look of Rachel's confused face, she turns and goes to run out, the tears flowing freely now. You idiot. You freakin' idiot, she scolds herself. How could you be so stupid?
"Quinn, wait! Don't leave! Do you hear me? Are you listening?" the brunette yells, before running after Quinn and pulling her neckline in the back.
She turns around quickly and gives a death glare towards Rachel. "Are you trying to suffocate me, you idiot?"
"I just wanted to tell you, although I don't feel the same, I don't want you to be hurt and I'm always here to offer support and my dads-"
"You don't want me to be hurt? How can I possibly not be hurt?" And suddenly all the feelings that Quinn has kept bottled up for all her life explode and she slaps Rachel for the second time, only this time Rachel's face shows nothing but shock and hurt.
The blonde turns around and bolts through the door, feeling shame and hurt and everything. Broken. She runs to her car and starts the engine, running away from her life.