#gleestar

          “ ... i’m sorry...?”       finn’s brows furrowed deeply in confusion; he even glanced over his shoulder as if there was someone behind him that she was actually talking to instead. surely he was missing something; it was probably one of her jokes that flew straight over his head, her humor usually a bit too sophisticated and subtle for him to catch without explanation. although, given how little they’d spoken since the last time they’d seen one another ( little meaning not at all ), finn didn’t think they were necessarily in a comfortable enough place to be joking around with one another — which only made the comment more confusing. the context he should have had was clearly escaping him, too busy focusing on his confusion and the lack of preface on her part to put any puzzle pieces together. “i — ... is that, like, a new york thing? like how people say ‘forget about it’ — like an expression...?”

@gleestar​ sent: “You’re my regret.” rachel !!!! 

this is long overdue but hope wanted angst so haVE THIS

" it’s a little too late for regrets, isn’t it? ”

there was sadness laced in her tone, her hazel orbs dewy-eyed as she stares at the brunette before her. these past few years — tormenting her, making sure her life was made a living hell, keeping her away from finn — it was all a waste. all quinn had done was ruin a friendship, or something more, when it could have led to something great. something better. but quinn was too focused on her reputation, too focused being popular, too focused on having finn or all those other boys stick by her side despite her settling for everything. she’d eventually come to forget about it all — didn’t care if she was the most popular, didn’t care if everyone started to look at her differently. didn’t care about the possibility of her mother kicking her out of her own house again. because quinn was ready. ready to embrace every feeling she’d kept down for so long.

but it was too late.

in a matter of hours, rachel was going to be married. she’d made her choice —- and her choice was finn. because it’s always been finn, and quinn could never be him. as much as she tried to hold them down, tears were forming in her eyes at the realization that she had lost her chance with the girl she loved. but they stood here, as rachel decided now was the best time to confess her feelings — feelings she used to have, as far as quinn knew. quinn should have told her sooner. should have yelled it down the halls whenever she had the chance. because rachel has her heart, and it was being crushed right before her.

“ it’s all in the past. you’re going to live a happy life, ” she chokes out, a lump forming in her throat. she forces a smile on her lips. quinn wanted to run. wanted to run as far away from here as possible and never look back. to forget everything about rachel berry. but she compelled herself to stay. “finn makes you so happy, and you two make a wonderful couple.” quinn nods as though she’s trying to convince herself that they were — that they were meant to be together. there’s a sharp pain in her chest that she couldn’t shake. “ and that is why i’m going to support you, rachel. ” her voice shakes as her name rolls off her tongue. i love you. “ and finn. ” i love you. “ and i want to be there for you two every step of they way. ”

beep beep how’s my portrayal?