I Hate Everything About You
I hate everything about you Every time we lie awake Only when I stop to think about it
Why do I love you?
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you?
After every hit we take
Every feeling that I get
But I haven't missed you yet
Quinn neatly folded what had once been a maternity shirt she had to wear while she was pregnant. Quinn gently placed the maternity shirt into a nearby cardbooard box, gently fingering the fabric. Even though those shirts were as uncomfortable as hell, it would feel weird putting on her old Cheerio uniform. Just as Quinn taped the top of the box shut, Judy Fabray walked into the room.
"Have you finished folding all of the shirts?" Judy asked quietly.
"Yes mom." Quinn replied, her eyes looking down at the box, her fingers gently picking at the edges of the tape.
"Thank god." Judy replied. "We won't have to worry about this again for quite some time." Judy smiled and kissed Quinn on the cheek.
At that moment, Judy's new boyfriend, Ryan, walked in. "Hey Quinnie." Ryan greeted Quinn. "How are you?"
"I'm good." Quinn replied, her fingers still playing with the tape. Quinn had never really liked Ryan that much, he had always come off as a major kiss ass. Ryan frequently bought her gifts and expensive bracelets in an attempt to impress her. Quinn was not impressed by the gifts that she receieved. If Ryan really loved her, he wouldn't need to buy expensive jewels to win her favor.
"Ryan, why don't you load that box into the van?" Judy asked. Ryan nodded and picked up the box full of old maternity shirts and baby toys and exited the room.
After Ryan had left the room, Judy turned to her daughter. "Quinnie, I know you don't like him very much but at least try and be civil to Ryan."
"Be civil to someone whos trying to replace Dad?" Quinn spat the word 'Dad' with venom in her voice. Her poor excuse of a father had thrown her out and abandoned her when she needed him the most. For all she cared, he could go to hell with that skank he had an affair with.
"What happened to your father was not completely his fault." Judy argued.
"Not completely his fault?" Quinn protested. "Mom, he chose to cheat on you! He chose to throw me out! It was his choice the whole time and he chose that slut over his own family!"
"Quinnie, you need to try and see things in his perspective." Judy replied. "You lied to us for weeks about your pregnancy. You claimed that the morning sickness was a fever, that the weight gain was simply cafeteria food and you never once told us what was going on."
"Because I knew that if I tried to tell you, he just wouldn't listen!" Quinn shouted. "I am the one who carried a baby in my uterus for nine months! I am the one who had to push a baby out! I am the - "
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Quinn was cut off as she saw her mother raise her hand and strike her across the face. Judy shoved Quinn against a nearby dresser and looked at Quinn tearfully.
"You are not my daughter." Judy said coldly. "You are an embarrassment to me. I am ashamed to have a slut for a daughter. Your father was too. Thats why he left. He couldn't deal with the shame and humiliation of raising you. Without your position in the Cheerios, you're nothing. You're not worth anything to anybody. You have never loved and you will never be loved. Your sister was an honorable daughter, a fine example of the Fabray genetics. But you have shamed me for your entire life. I am ashamed to call myself your mother."
Judy looked on coldly as Quinn's eyes filled with tears.
"Go ahead and cry." Judy continued. "Cry because you know that everybody hates you and that you're just another useless whore in the world."
Judy closed the door and left Quinn alone with her tears.
Authors Note: A much more serious work than my other fics. It will involve swearing and later M rated scenes. I wanted to try my hand at adding cussing in my work. I hope that this did not offend anyone as the words were directed at fictional characters. Thanks so much for taking the time to read this, pop in a little review if you have the time :)
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