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griefofdawnPairing/Character:Quinn, Rachel
When/Where: AU. In NYC.
Word Count: 200 (Double Drabble ) ( 16 of 100 )
"Quinn? You love Beth, right?" Rachel said, looking up at Quinn from her bed, her comforter pulled up to her chin.
"Very much," Quinn said softly from the door, surprised at her roommate's unexpected drunken clarity.
"Why doesn't my mommy love me?" Rachel asked, her voice a low whisper Quinn had to strain to hear.
"She loves you," Quinn said.
"No, she doesn't," Rachel said, turning over and facing away from the door, leaving Quinn at a loss. She was really too tired to deal with this, she decided. She had gotten better at dealing with her own emotions over the years. And if Beth cried or was upset, Quinn knew just what to say. But other people? Supposedly emotionally stable adults like Rachel? She had no idea what to do.
But she couldn't just leave her thinking that. "Rachel?" she said, sitting on the edge of her bed, putting a hand on her arm. "Your mother does love you," she said.
"No," Rachel said, in her muffled voice. "She loves Beth."
"She loves you too," Quinn insisted. "Why don't you think so?"
"She never told Me!" Rachel mumbled.
"Then you aren't listening," Quinn said, getting back up to leave.