Letting Secrets Out - Quinn and Sam

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fan Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
Sam befriends Quinn and she wonders if she can trust him.

Submitted: November 29, 2010

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Submitted: November 29, 2010

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My phone vibrates.
It’s from a number that’s not in my contacts. I hesitate before clicking ‘open’.
“Hey, this is Quinn right?” I stare at my phone and text back.
“… Yeah, who’s this?” I get up to put on softer clothes for bed when it vibrates again.
“Oh, sorry. This is Sam. I asked Rachel for Finn’s number and she gave me everyone’s from Glee Club haha.”
“Oh, that was nice of her.. I guess.”
“Yeah, what’s up?” He texted me again. I got excited. He obviously wants to talk to me.
“Not much. You?” I put on my coziest P.J.’s and sat in a chair.
“Ignoring homework that I should be doing J” I smile and text him back.
“Lol, that’s fun. So are you the quarterback now?”
“No, I hurt my shoulder so I’m out for a while.” I frown slightly.
“Oh, that’s too bad.”
“Yeah. Why did you ask?” I think about what I’m going to say and text him back.
“Well, I just , uh.. never mind.”
“No, what?”
“It’s stupid, just forget about it.”
“Want me to pick you up and we can talk about it?”
“It’s 11:00! And you don’t even know where I live.”
“So? Plus, Mr. Schuster gave us that paper with each others addresses and house phone numbers, remember?” I look at my phone and half smile.
“Okay, I’ll be on my front step.” I slip on my favorite sweatshirt and sit outside. His car pulls up. It’s an old, black, beat up pick-up truck. I put my phone in my sweatshirt pocket and open the car door. “Hey.” I sit down.
“Hey.” He smiles at me.
“Where are we going? And why’d you have to pick me up?”
“You’ll see.” He drives us to a huge open park. I look out the window.
“Wow.”
“Yeah, it’s pretty isn’t it?” He gets out and rolls out a big blanket right next to a little creek. I smile and sit down next to him.
“It’s gorgeous.” I keep my eyes locked on the water and I see him look at me out of the corner of my eye. I smile. He lays down.
“I’ve always really loved astronomy,” He rests his head on his hands and I lay down next t him. “It makes all of my problems seem sort of small, you know?” I turn my head to him.
“Problems?” He looks at the sky.
“Well, I’m dislexic so I get bad grades a lot. Plus my Mom and Dad are separated so there’s that.”
“So are mine.” He turns his head to me.
“Really?” I nod and turn my body to face him. He does too. He smiles at me and I bite my lip, smiling.
“Yeah.” I sit up quickly and look at the creek. He follows me and sits up, getting closer to me. I laugh nervously. “So…” He smiles.
“So…” I look him in the eyes and lean in slowly, kissing him softly. I lean my forehead against his. He smiles at me and I kiss him again but he pulls away.
“W-What?” He shakes his head.
“I’m sorry Quinn, but I can’t do this.”
“Wh-“
“I have an unfinished relationship and.. it just doesn’t feel right. I have to wait.” I nod and get up, walking to the car.
“I knew this was going to happen, I shouldn’t have come.” He follows me over to the car.
“N-No, it’s not like that.”
I shake my head. “But it is.” I look up at him. “C-Can you take me home?” He nods and I get in the car, looking down. I feel him stare at me before he starts to drive.. it’s a quiet ride home. He pulls up at my house and I start to get out but he grabs my arm.
“Wait,” He looks at me and I sit back down. “It was nice to see you.” He kisses me softly. I smile and bite my lip.
“You too.” I get out of the car and walk inside.
 
I wake up the next morning to another text. It’s from Sam, of course, who is now in my contacts. “Hey.”
“Hey.”
“I can’t stop thinking about last night.” I smile and text back.
“What about your ‘un-finished relationship’.”
“Oh. Right.”
“Yep.”
“Do you want me to pick you up again tonight?” I don’t want to hurt myself again. I know he’s not like Puck, but.. couldn’t he still hurt me?
“I’ll pick you up (:”
“Oh, okay J. Now?”
“No, tonight. I’ll text you before I come over.”
“Okay.”
I couldn’t stop thinking about him all day. What he was going to say, what would happen. I’m so glad it’s finally night time. I text him.
“I’m on my way.”
“Cool J.” I pull up to his house and he’s already sitting there. “Hey,” He says and gets in the car. “Where to tonight?”
I smile mockingly. “You’ll see.” I drive us out to a huge open park with a little fountain in the middle and a bench under a big tree. We both get out of the car.
“Nice.” He says.
“Yeah. My Dad and I used to come here when we were little.” I smile and sit down next to him on the bench. “We’d have tea parties, and picnics.” I sigh. He nods understandingly. I look him in the eyes and we exchange glances for a while. I look away.
“What’s wrong?”
I shake my head. “Nothing.”
“No, really.” I look at him. I shake my head again. He kisses my cheek and I blush, half smiling. I look away.
“What about yo-“ He inturrupts me.
“I took care of it.” I look back at him.
“Really?”
“I swear.”
I smile and he kisses me softly on the lips, moving closer to me on the bench. I kiss him back softly, getting butterflies. He puts his hands around my waist and kisses me again. I kiss him back, deeper, losing myself. I place my hands on his shoulder and kiss him deeply, moving closer to him.
“Careful, we’re still in the park.” He reminds me. I pull away slowly, embarrassed.
“I-I’m sorry.” I move away from him on the bench.
“No, no. It’s okay,” He moves closer to me again. “Don’t worry about it.” I nod and he looks at the fountain. “Tell me what you’re thinking.” I shake my head. He looks at me and I turn to face him.
“I’m thinking about.. everything.” I look at my lap.
“What’s everything?”
I fiddle with my hands. “Finn. He hates me. Santana, we were best friends. She hates me. Puck.. God. I have no idea what he thinks of me now. He probably hates me the most of all.” He reaches for my hands. I look up at him.
“Nobody hates you, Quinn.”
I close my eyes and nod. “Yes they do,” I open my eyes. “They all do.”
“Why?” He stares at me. I look up to meet his gaze.
“I’m sorry. I-I can’t…” I stand up but he holds my hand, pulling me back down. “I’ll tell you another time.” He nods. “I’m just not ready.” There’s a space of silence. I stand up. “We should go. It’s late.”
He nods again. “Okay.” He stands up and holds my hand. He walks to the car with me and opens the door.
“Thanks.” I get in and buckle. Another silent ride home is better for me tonight, I need to think.
How the hell am I supposed to tell him I had a baby?! And with Puck! I really like him. If I want him to trust me I have to tell him, before somebody else does.
“Quinn?” I look up.
“Huh?”
“We’re here.” I look out the window and see my house.
“Oh, thanks.” I kiss his cheek. “Bye.”
“Bye.”
I go inside and up to my room, falling on my bed.
Shit. What am I supposed to do?! He trusts me. You have to be brave, Quinn. Ugh, I’m talking to myself.
I sit up and text him. “Pick me up early tomorrow morning? Before school?”
“Uh, sure. Why?”
“I have to talk to you. In person.”
“Okay. I’ll be there at 6:30.”
“Okay. See you then.”
“Bye.”
I lay back down on my bed, face down and groan into the covers.
I hop into his car, worried.
“Hey Quinn!” He kisses my cheek. I sit in the seat and stare at the dashboard.
“Hey.”
“What did you want to talk about…?”
“I wanted you to hear this from me…” I keep my eyes on the dashboard. I feel him looking at me and squint my eyes closed. “Me, uh, Puck and I… We, we… We had, uh, we had sex.” He looks down.
“Oh. Well… that’s not that bad I guess. I mean I’ve he-”
“I had a baby.” I interrupt him. There’s a moment of silence.
“You… Y-You, you … what?!”
I cry softly. “I had a baby.” I wipe my eyes. “I got pregnant and I had a baby.” He looks at the steering wheel.
“Oh my God.” He looks at me. “I-It’s okay.”
I shake my head. “No it’s not.” I cry harder and wipe my nose. He moves over and hugs me tightly.
“It’s okay… It’s gonna be okay.” I hug him and sob into his shoulder.
“I’m so sorry!” I hold him tighter. He puts his hand on the back of my head.
“It’s okay, I forgive you.” He kisses my head and glances at the clock. “Should we go to school? We don’t want to be late.” I nod and sit regularly in my seat again, wiping my eyes, still crying. He starts to drive and out of the corner of my eye I see him looking at me. “Thank you for telling me…” I nod again and wipe my nose with my sweatshirt sleeves.
We pull up to McKinley and he gets out of the car, I’m still staring at my feet. He looks at me through the window and comes over, opening the door for me. I get out slowly and hug him tightly.
“Thank you for understanding.” I stand on my tippy toes and kiss him. I throw my bag over my shoulder and run up the stairs and walk in the school, leaving him there. The first person I see when I get in is Rachel, naturally.
“What’s wrong, Quinn?” I walk past her, ignoring her purposely, but she follows me. “Quinn??” I turn around angrily.
“WHAT?” I yell. She steps back, surprised.
“I just wanted to know what was wrong… you looked sad.” She says. I tear up slightly and run to the bathroom.
 


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