|Asleep at heavens gate
Author: theblackeyedwidow PM
When Quinn accuses Santana of cheating on her with Brittany, will there be chance for Santana to ever explain the truth? Quinntana with a side of Brittana.Rated: Fiction T - English - Tragedy/Spiritual - Quinn F. & Santana L. - Chapters: 7 - Words: 5,691 - Reviews: 16 - Favs: 11 - Follows: 32 - Updated: 08-07-12 - Published: 06-20-12 - id: 8237711
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The alarm went off and it felt like I had only just shut my eyes, I could register the small amount of light that had begun filtering through the gap in my blinds and my bed was suddenly a whole lot comfier now that I had to get out. I let my hand fumble over the dressing table until it found the silence button on my alarm clock, before rolling my body out of bed and across the hall into the bathroom. My eyes were so thick with sleep they would barely open and my body moved ten times slower than usual as I stepped into the range of the hot water and let it consume my body. I wasn't even in the shower long before the hot water began to run out so I shut it off and wrapped myself in a towel. Of course at this time of the morning, it was like stepping out into Antartica with nothing on except a thin blanket, so I collected my things and made my way into my bedroom.
I usually left my phone on my dock overnight so that it could charge, and the screen was flashing before I had even got my trousers out the draw.
Caller ID: Quinn Fabray.I sighed to myself before pulling my trousers out the draw and putting her on speaker phone.
'Morning, what's up?'
I had one leg in my jeans and was desperately trying to get the other leg in
'Not much, need a ride this morning?'
I laughed to myself.
'Is that nothing that could have been asked in a text Q?'
There was silence on the other end.
'Guess not, okay, well yes please then? See you at eight.'
I heard a brief sigh at the other end before the call cut off. Damn she was moody.
My Mum had obviously begun making toast and I could smell it on my way down the stairs, I had opted for skinny jeans and a low cut top due to the sudden rise in heat and the sudden brightening of the weather. I had my bag slung over my shoulder as I whipped a piece of toast off the table and head for the door. I heard the beep of Quinns car before I had even opened the door and I shouted a quick 'Bye!' to my family before making my way down the drive.
Quinn was sat in the drivers seat of the car with a face that can only be described as pissed. I knocked the window and gave her my best smirk to be matched with a sarcastic smile that read
'Just get in'. Of course, I did as I was told and got in the passenger seat before leaning over and giving her a peck on the cheek.
'Cheer up grumpy, anyone would think you were PMS'ing'
She just looked at me before pulling away from my house. The car journey was spent in mostly silence before we we stuck at a traffic light and she looked at me.
'Did you cheat on me?'
I looked at her in total exasperation.
She raised her eyebrows and looked at me but I could see the hurt behind her facadé.
'You heard exactly what I said Santana'
I looked her in the eye before taking her hand off the gear stick and holding it in my own.
'No Quinn, I did not cheat on you? Where on earth did that come from?'
Her expression remained calm but I could again see the relief flash behind her eyes.
'Brittany said something yesterday that got me worried that's all'
I swallowed and it came out sounding more like a gulp. I internally cursed myself.
'Haha, oh what did she say this time?'
I let go of her hand as I felt mine begin to become increasingly sweaty.
'We were on the phone to Kurt and Mercedes and she said if sex were dating you and her would be dating'
She pulled away from the light and looked away from me, obviously still waiting for my explanation as to why Brittany was declaring we have sex.
'Quinn you know about my past with Britt'
Quinn shook her head, and I could see her knuckles becoming white around the wheel.
'It's more than that, just tell me the truth, Did you have sex with her recently!'
I swallowed loudly and looked at the floor of the car.
I looked up to find she was already looking at me.
But she wasn't looking at me, she was looking beyond me and I was cut off by her gasp and a feeling of being jolted forward. Everything was suddenly in slow motion. Glass was shattering everywhere and Quinn's expression was a mask of terror and need. I leant forward to protect her from the glass but my seatbelt would only let me move so far and the last thing I saw was Quinn's face lean towards mine and everything was black.