Judy Fabray has always been a good mother, except for those few times that she hadn’t been there when Quinn really did need her. She was the one who practically maintained the perfect Fabray family image even throughout Quinn’s pregnancy and Russell leaving. Even now, she still tried to make sure Quinn looked her best, not a hair out of place, whenever she left the house. The beginning of the year when her hair had been dyed pink and she was a member of The Skanks had made an uncomfortable silence between the two whenever they were in the same room of their house because after all, that wasn’t the look that Judy wanted for her daughter. Quinn did understand where her mother was coming from. The idea of being perfect and making everyone look perfect was her way of trying to control the situation even when things turned ugly, it was her way of coping with it all. All Quinn could think now was that the perfect Fabray family image was even more cracked than it had been before which was something she hadn’t thought possible. She could only imagine what the gossipy women at their church were going to say when they heard about everything that had happened: how Noah Puckerman had physically picked Judy Fabray off the floor of a bar and driven her home to Quinn, how Judy Fabray’s own daughters had been forced to send their own mother to rehab, how once that family had thought of themselves so highly and now all of this had happened. Not that Quinn cared much what those women thought, it was more that her mother practically shaped her life over what other people said. If Quinn ever had to ask herself where she had gotten the idea that what people thought was more important than what she thought of herself, she always knew where to look. She knew it wasn’t fair to put the blame on her mother for that, it had been the whole idea of the Fabray family as a whole so they were all partly to blame. Each one of them had been the perfect blond replicas of each other except for Quinn of course until she changed herself from Lucy to Quinn, something that her parents had been happy to help her with. The picture-esque family that looked as though they belonged on the covers of home magazine stared at her from the vanity opposite her and all she wanted was to walk over there and put the picture frame down but instead she just turned herself over on the bed to face the window, away from the door. They weren’t that family anymore, Quinn doubted they had ever completely been that family but the photograph in the frame was a somewhat nice reminder of the once normal Fabray family. Before Beth, before her father’s affair, before her parents divorce, before her mother was admitted to rehab.
The whole thing practically made Quinn’s stomach churn because she knew that this wouldn’t be happening if her father was still around. Russell had somehow managed to make sure Judy’s drinking was in check. Then he had had an affair for lord knows how long. She may not have had admitted it verbally but Quinn knew that the divorce had broken her mother. How could it not? The woman had practically made her life perfect and then her daughter was sixteen and pregnant while her husband was sleeping with some twenty year old tattooed woman. Quinn knew all of that was going to come up when she went to visit her mother but she had no idea when she was actually going to do that. Frannie had signed the papers for their mother to be admitted and then driven back to Akron, back to her nice, normal life where she didn’t have to worry about her mother and what would happen once she came back home unless she received a call from her. Quinn envied her sister for that. She envied her sister for the way she had managed to stay so calm through it all. Quinn had been a wreck, not that she would actually admit that to anyone. She hadn’t even been able to drive. It was hard to see her mother like that, it was like the illusion of her mother’s perfection just washed away. Then again, she knew she should have seen it coming. Either way though she had laid herself down on her bed when she had gotten home from it all, not even bothering to do anything. She didn’t see the point. All she did was think and drink coffee. All she wanted was Finn to be with her at that moment. Pulling out her phone again, she sent him a quick text- I’m pretty sure I didn’t lock the door. If I did, the key’s under the rock by the door. Stupid place to hide it but still. I’m in my room- before putting the phone back on the bedside table. After everything that had happened over the past couple of days, all she did want was to have Finn’s arms around her. After all, he had always be able to say what she needed to hear. In sophomore year that was “It’s going to be okay”, even though they both knew it wouldn’t be. In junior year, it was “It’s the first one where you can really see her” which made her feel better about her old self being posted all over the school. It wasn’t something that anyone else could do either, at least not the way he did it. It was that Finn understood her, he understood how to make her feel okay about everything that was going on. She curled herself further up on her bed, just wanting her boyfriend to be there.
Finn hurried on to put in his jacket before slipping his shoes on and running outside to his car. He always knew that Judy was a bit of a drinker. Ever since the one night that he went over to her house and had dinner with them. The alcohol in her system was actually on of the reasons why she didn’t react to Quinn being kicked out.. Finn never did hold that against her though. Now that the both of them were together and going to get married eventually sometime in the future.. It didn’t matter what had happened in that past.. But what was going to happen in their future, but he never would have thought that this was going to be in their future. Especially so close to when they were about to make the move to do their own thing together as one. Finn got in the truck and started the machine, letting it roar to life and driving to the Fabray residence. He always had known that there was something about her sister. Ever since the night that Quinn was kicked out and her dad made her seem like the little shining light that was in his eye, while Quinn was just one of his daughters. It still made him upset to this day, but then it was a bit of his fault.. He never did regret any of the past. It formed their future, and it only made them stronger in the end. The wheels of the truck stopped as he paused for a stop light. Once again his mind started to drift off into another part in their lives.. Like when he decided to give her the promise ring.. And the first day that he saw her wear it. It turned a couple of heads at school, but he didn’t mind it.. He didn’t mind it at all. He knew that this is something that he would have to deal with if they ever got married, and even if it wasn’t a burden.. It was something that he would not look forward to hearing. Especially when he got the call tonight..
Finn parked the car in the driveway and felt his phone ring from under him. It was a text and Quinn was letting him know that the door was open. He smiled and looked at it for a bit before going on to the porch and opening the door, letting himself in, and walking upstairs. He knew this was going to be one of those moments where he would have to comfort her to the max, and he didn’t mind it at all. Before he when she got like this.. He always said to himself that her walls came down when she did something like this, but now she was open, and the both of them made love to each other inside the room that he was about to go into. A small smile formed on his face as he noticed how far they have came from where they were a few years ago.. The both of them only wanting popularity, and watching it blossom into something more was nice reminder that he loved her no matter what happened to her. The smile washed itself off as he walked into her room, the blonde underneath the covers and noticing that she had a scared look on her face. “I’m here..” Finn said softly as he made his way to the side of her bed. “I’m here..” He said once more as his hands went to hers and laced them together. His eyes locked with hers and he cold tell that there was something wrong with her.. And this had hit her harder than anything else. Finn’s lips pressed up on her softly before he pulled away and looked deep into her eyes. “Everything will be okay.. I know everything will be..” Finn whispered.
