When you were singing that song, you were singing it to Finn and only Finn, right?
It was made different somehow by the softness of Quinn’s voice, the warmth of her skin, the fact that Rachel could feel Quinn’s heart pounding in her chest as she called them “friends.” The physical closeness they’d shared that evening was something Rachel had craved for a while without really knowing it, and for a while longer without really knowing why.
And it was made different also by the rest of what Quinn had said:
Friends tell each other the truth.
It had sounded so reassuring at first, but somewhere along the way, on the drive back home from Shelby’s, it had really hit her, and she’d had to pull over to the side of the road to catch her breath.
Friends tell each other the truth.
It made her hands shake and her vision go blurry.
Telling Quinn the truth meant telling the truth about the wedding. And in order to tell the truth about the wedding, she’d have to know what that truth really was. And no matter how many times she went over it in her mind, there were still parts of that day—and the days that led up to it—that she just didn’t understand.
(via gayfabrayforlittleberry)
