I Hate Rachel Berry by RedYellow11

Author:RedYellow11
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Quinn F., Rachel B., FanFiction, Angst, Completed, Glee
Publisher: www.fanfiction.net
Published: 2010-12-03T16:00:00+00:00

13. Brittana

A/N: Okay, so I was going to wait a few more days to update, but I'm just so happy about the whole "Brittana is on" tweet that Brad Falchuk did, and when I'm happy, I write. There's not any Faberry in this one, but there will be plenty in the next chapter, I promise. Enjoy :)

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It was a rare day that my family didn't go to church on Sunday. My dad was all about appearances, and in our community, if you didn't go to church, your family was falling apart, so we went to church no matter what. The fact that my dad locked himself in his room and didn't insist that we go to church to show everyone that the Fabrays were back on track just showed how upset he was about this whole thing with my sister. I was just glad that he'd decided to stay out of the way instead of ranting and raving to my mom and me.

On top of that, my mother was going out of her way to be nice to me. I didn't know why she'd decided to do this complete turn around in personality, but I wasn't complaining. I mean, it had been ages that I'd spent this much time with my mother and she hadn't had a drink. It was actually really nice.

I was just about to ask my mom about her change of personality, when my phone started ringing. I actually took the time to look at my caller ID this time, and I saw that it was Brittany. I let it go to voicemail, but she called again a minute later, so I figured it had to be important.

"I'll be right back," I said to my mom as I walked up to my room. "Hey, Britt." There wasn't a response. "Britt? Brittany? Are you there?" Still, nothing. I was about to hang up when I heard a sigh on the other end. "Brittany? I know you're there...is something wrong?"

"I slept with Santana," she finally said. It was then that I remembered that my mom had said that Brittany was at Santana's house the night before.

"You slept with Santana?" I asked, not sure I heard right. "I thought the two of you weren't talking."

"We weren't, but I went over to her house yesterday." Brittany sounded like she was on the verge of tears. "Is there anyway that I can come over?" she asked me.

"I...I don't know. My dad's sort of on edge today," I said. "I'll ask my mom, though." I ran downstairs. "Mom, can Brittany come over for a while?"

My mom sighed. "I don't know if that's such a good idea, Quinnie."

"I know, it's just...Brittany's sort of upset right now. She needs me."

"Why doesn't go over to Santana's?" she asked.

"That's...that's not really an option," I said. My mom was quiet for a while.

"Okay, she can come over, but it's probably best if the two of you stay in your room."

I nodded. "Thanks, Mom." I put the phone back to my ear.

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