I Don't Believe In Fairytales

*AU. Magic, royalty, romance, friendship etc. Sam's POV again!

I led a sobbing Quinn back to my room. I hoped that the girls could forgive her soon. It's not her fault, she was raped! But I can also see their side of this situation. But Quinn was really just protecting them. She said that he probably hurt them as well, and knowing Finn, there was no doubt about it.

We got to my room and I ushered Quinn in. I led her over to the bed and sat her down. She buried her head in her hands and let out a sob. I sat beside her and rubbed her back until she calmed down a little bit.

I got up and then I grabbed a pair of pajamas and I grabbed one of my t-shirts and gave it to her. She smiled softly and I led her into the bathroom so she could change. I changed while I was waiting and then got the bed ready.

She came out with her head down. I walked over to her and hugged her, not knowing what to do. "Come on, let's go to bed"

She nods and we walk over to the bed. We get under the covers and I sigh as my head hits the pillow. It's been a long day.

I hear Quinn cry softly, and I wrap my arms around her, letting her know that I'm here for her.

And that's the last thing I remember before i fall asleep, only to wake up 2 hours later to an empty bed and a soft crying. I sit up in confusion then I hear a sob come from the bathroom/ I quickly get up and walk toward the bathroom. I find the door closed but I open it anyway. And what I see breaks my heart.

Quinn is sitting on the toilet (don't worry, she wasn't going) with my razor in her hand. The razor's blades had blood covering it. I looked down at Quinn's wrist and saw them as bloody as razor. "Quinn" I breathe "What are you doing?"

"Isn't it obvious?" She looks up at me and I see the pure sorrow in her eyes "I'm trying to kill myself"

I grab a towel from underneath the sink, soak it in cold water and then wrap Quinn's arm in it, accidently dripping small puddles of water onto the floor, but I'll clean that up later. "But why do you want to kill yourself?"

"Because I've caused everyone too much pain!" Quinn sobs and tries to rip her arm away from me, wincing as her cuts scraped against the towel.

"Quinn, just keep your arm still" She nods and more tears stream down her face. "And what do you mean?"

"I've already caused my friends pain by lying to them! And now you! You have to put up with me when no one else will! I'm ruining lives Sam! You have to take me as your bride just so I won't get hurt! I deserve to die!"

"Quinn, don't say things like that"

"Why shouldn't I? We both know it's true"

"Quinn… don't. So, your friends are mad at you right now, that doesn't mean they'll never forgive you."

"You don't know that"

"Yes, that's true, but I've known some of them for a very long time. Even dated one of them, they'll come around" Quinn sighed

"Everything would've been better if I hadn't of been born"


"Don't. I know what I've caused, and I'm just fooling myself if I tell myself otherwise"

"Quinn, stop. None of this is your fault. You decided not to tell anyone about what Finn did because you were afraid he would hurt you or them. That's nothing to be ashamed of. And Rachel will realize that, and so will all of the other girls."

"I'm sorry" She said after a while of silence

"For what?"

"For ruining everything"

"Stop saying that! You didn't ruin anything." I squatted down next to her so I could look her in the eye. "I actually feel as if you made everything better"

"Doubt it" She sniffed, but I could tell she was hiding a smile

"Come on, Quinn. We're Barbie and Ken, and Barbie never did stuff like this"

"That's because Barbie is a little girl's toy. Plus, in Brittany's words, she's a slut"

"What?" I laughed

"I was telling them about how you saved me from Marcus, and Brittany said that Ken would never do anything that nice for Barbie because she's a slut."

I laughed. Oh, Brittany. "See, you guys have so many memories, they won't stay mad at you!"

Quinn sighed and looked up at me "do you really think that, or are you just saying that because you don't want me to continue trying to kill myself?"

"I seriously think they'll forgive you." I smile as I see her smile slightly "Come on, let's get you cleaned up" I stand back up and hold out my hand. She throws me a small smile and then takes my hand. I help her up but then I'm guessing she slipped on the water, because seconds later, she's falling and then my hands wrap around her, stopping her from hitting her head on the bathtub.

"Thanks" She breathes

I can't respond because it feels as though I'm lost in her eyes. Her eyes are like bowls of honey and I can't help myself from getting absorbed

Before I know it, I'm leaning down toward her lips. She's staying put but I see her eyes flutter close before I close my own eyes. Then a shock ripples through my body as our lips meet, but it is quickly over because she pulls away.

"I can't believe I just let you do that" She straightens up and walks over to the sink and starts wiping up her cuts, wincing each time the towel crosses over it.

"What do you mean?" I rush over to help her, grabbing the first aid kit out of the cabinet above next to the mirror hanging on the wall.

"I swore I wouldn't get involved with any other men. They'll just end up hurting me"

I open the first aid kit and get out the disinfectant. I put some on a different towel "This might sting a little" She squeezes her eyes shut and then I place the towel on her arm and start dabbing. She gasps in pain but then she gets used to it. "Quinn, now all men are like Finn"

"I'm aware. But I'm not taking any chances"


"Don't, Sam. I know that you won't hurt me, but deep down, I'm afraid. And if you knew anything about me, you'd know that I'm not one to take risks."

"Quinn, I would never think about hurting you. Sure I just met you, but I know how to be a gentleman. I know how to treat a lady"

"But, Sam, I'm not a lady. I'm just a scared little girl who gets in everybody's way"


"Sam, don't try to help me. It will only make things worse for you" By now, her bandage is on and she's alright. "I think it'd be better if we just called off the engagement. I deserve whatever Marcus gives me."

"No, you don't! I don't care what you do! I don't care if we aren't actually in love; I'm not letting you call off this engagement! I won't let anybody touch you again"

Quinn was silent for a little while, but then she nods slowly "Thank you…for everything" She takes a step towards me and kisses my cheek "I think I'm going to go back to my own room, now. My friends probably won't want to talk to me, but I don't think I can stay here, either"

"Quinn, you can stay here if you want"

"No, I don't think I can" She forces a smile "I'm sorry, Sam. But I thank you for letting me stay here and for stopping me for ending my life"

And with that said, she walked out of my room.