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Chapter 13

Rachel felt her body instantly stiffen as she finished reading the text message from S&M. Quinn had read the exact same message. She never imagined that Quinn would find out about her secret this way. The secret she was too cowardly to confess. She was startled when the phone on her palm suddenly started buzzing, sending vibrations to her skin. S&M was calling again! She immediately turned it off.

She had been ignoring their phone calls. Last time they called was last week. She already sent them a message about not supplying them anymore information. And she really thought that they would finally leave her alone. But she thought wrong.

Rachel shot Quinn a nervous glance, and the expression she saw was nothing she'd seen before. Quinn's face was full of anger and confusion. She had never seen her that mad. "Quinn, I can explain."

"Sure," the blonde said coldly with her jaw tightening. "Yes. Please explain to me how you betrayed me. Convince me that you're a good person. That you didn't make a fool out of me. So, all this time, huh? You were the snake in grass that had been trying to destroy my company."

"Quinn, I have a reason why I did this."

"What's the reason? Money? You could have told me if you needed it badly. I would have helped you. You didn't have to resort to this."

Rachel shook her head profusely. "It wasn't like that. I didn't do it for the money." She said desperately.

"If it's not for the money, then why?" the blonde asked, almost snapping.

"It's true that I planned everything. From applying to your company, changing my appearance, gaining you trust… I planned for you company's downfall, bit by bit, for revenge."

"You're seeking revenge from me? What did I ever do to you?"

"It was Tina… the girl who lost her head because of you. She's my best friend."

A look of surprise suddenly appeared on Quinn's face.

"I was deeply hurt by what happened to her. You were the reason for her breakdown. I was so angry with you. I've seen her get heartbroken before, but never like that. So, I came to a conclusion that you must have hurt her in the most horrible way possible. I blamed you for what happened." Rachel explained in a low, shaky voice. She could feel her eyes starting to burn as tears start to well up. "I hated you. And I wanted to make you feel her pain."

"Wasn't betraying my company enough?" Quinn asked her voice laced with hurt, slightly cracking. "You thought you could make me feel more pain by hurting me emotionally. Just like what I did to Tina, right? You made me fall for you little by little just to break my heart in the end. Was that your grand plan? What were you planning, Rachel? To leave me on our wedding day? To humiliate me?"

"That's not true!" Rachel protested firmly with tears streaming freely down her face. "I love you, Quinn."

She looked really hurt. "Am I supposed to believe that? After everything you've done to me? I admit what I did to Tina was unforgivable. Yes, I think I deserved to be punished. I'm not going to ask you to repay me for the damages you've caused my firm because we're even now. I broke Tina's heart. And you broke mine. I want you out of my life. I don't even know you anymore." Quinn told her before turning around and walking towards the door.

Rachel quickly chased after her. "Quinn, no! Please, listen to me."

"I've heard enough, Rachel. Good-bye." She uttered those last words before finally leaving.

Rachel clenched her heart as she felt it shatter, bursting into uncontrollable tears.

Rachel walked towards Quinn's office full of determination. She was ready to do whatever it takes to make the blonde listen to everything she has to say. Quinn's new assistant, Mary, greeted her the moment she entered through the sliding doors.

"Is she busy?" Rachel asked the new assistant

"It doesn't matter if she's busy. She sets everything aside whenever you visit," Mary said, smiling.

The petite girl's gaze immediately went to the engagement ring that was still in her finger. The assistant had no idea about what happened. "But of course, I still have to let her know that you're here."

But Rachel was able to stop her before Mary could press the intercom on her desk. "I'm thinking of surprising her."

"I guess that's okay if you want to."

As Rachel opened the door to Quinn's office, she saw the blonde standing looking out the window. But the door creaked, causing Quinn to immediately turn around.

"What are you doing here?" she asked coldly.

"Quinn… please let's talk."

"We have nothing to talk about. I don't want to hear anything you want to say. Please leave." Quinn didn't look or sound mad. She just didn't look interested."

"So, that's it? We aren't even going to try to fix this? Rachel asked, tears threatening to spill again.

"Please leave," Quinn said softly again, turning around.

Rachel walked closer to the blonde, embracing her from behind. "I'm sorry, Quinn. Please forgive me. I know what I did was wrong. Please believe me, I'm not a bad person. I love you. I truly love you. You can doubt my character, but never doubt my love for you, please?" She said, sobbing.

Quinn disentangled Rachel's arms, breaking the embrace, allowing her to turn around and face the brunette again. "Are you that desperate to ruin me? That you would actually come here and beg just to see your plans through?"

"I don't have any plans of hurting you anymore. Please, just give me another chance. Let's make this right again." Rachel pleaded desperately once again.

"I already forgave you. I understand why you did it. But I can't make myself trust you anymore. I couldn't be with someone I don't trust. I hope you understand. Now, please leave." Quinn said, walking towards her desk to sit in her lounger. Rachel wasn't going to give up yet, but the phone on the desk started ringing. The blonde answered the call, and then turned around to talk.

She didn't have a choice but to leave the office. She wasn't giving up on Quinn. Their love was real. And she was going to fight for it. She just needed to give the blonde some time and space to heal.

"COME on, Quinn. You're ruining your life again."

Quinn greeted Sam with a wry smile as he entered her apartment. The day she discovered the truth, was the day her day turned black. The air looked black. Sun looked black. And she had spent many nights in the blackness of her room, letting the tears of her heartbreak spill from her eyes. But she grew tired of the pain, finally turning to alcohol to numb it.

"Forget about her. Move on."

"You don't understand. I love that bitch, that scheming bitch. But I can't just forget about what she did to me."

"I thought you said you already forgave her?"

"I still can't accept that fact that she was just playing with me. I can't accept the fact that I actually loved her."

Sam patted her on the shoulder. "What's done is done. You can't straight things right by drinking it away. Instead of getting smashed, just find ways to forget her. Let's go to the nightclub. How many sexy shrink can you take?"

Instead of answering, Quinn just took another gulp of liquor. "Get your act together, dude. She's not the only girl in the world."

"With all the girls that came into my life, I'm fully aware that she's not the only girl in the world. But out of all those girls, she was the only one I fell in love with. Damn, this must be my karma."

"Exactly. So just accept it. Then move on."

"I hope it was that easy." Quinn muttered dejectedly. She couldn't find it in herself to believe Rachel anymore. She couldn't be sure if the brunette really loved her or if she's just out to wreck her. She could be acting and pretending like what she did before. She really couldn't trust her anymore.

A week after, Rachel returned to Quinn's office to talk to her again, but only to find out that she was banned from entering the building and from the blonde's apartment complex. Quinn didn't want to see her or talk to her anymore. Didn't Quinn love her anymore? Rachel felt her resolve weaken.

After another week, she found out from the blonde's new assistant that Quinn got into an accident. She immediately went to the hospital the blonde was confined in. She found Quinn was fast asleep on the hospital bed when she finally got there. According to the nurse, Quinn's injuries from the car wreck weren't too serious. She just received a cut on her forehead, and few bruises on a few body parts. But the blonde was still under observation and must be confined in the hospital for a few more days.

"Quinn, you have to be more careful. You're always getting into accidents. Get better, okay? I want to take care of you, but I'm sure you won't let me." Rachel said softy, talking to the blonde's sleeping form while stroking her soft locks gently. "I'm sorry for what I did to you. I hope you can forgive me. I love, baby. I miss you…" she said with tears threatening to spill again.

When she turned around to leave, she saw Sam standing by the door. It seemed like he's been there for quite a while so he probably heard everything. "I'm just visiting. I'm just glad it wasn't too serious. I'm leaving now. Just please watch over her? You know you're the only one she can rely on."

Sam nodded. "Can we talk before you leave?"

Rachel just nodded agreeing. Sam brought her to an isolated part of the hospital. "Do you want to ask me about what happened between Quinn and me?"

"She already told me the story."

"I'm afraid she didn't tell you the whole story. Since she didn't give me a chance to explain everything."

"It doesn't matter anymore. I know that you really love Quinn. I heard you earlier. And whatever you did, I'm not in the position to judge you. I hope you can understand that Quinn's just badly hurting right now. It's hard for her to accept what happened."

Rachel let a faint smile form on her lips. "By the way, how did Quinn get into an accident in the first place? Mary said it was a car crash?"

Worry instantly flickered on Sam's face. "Yes. She wasn't drunk because she just came from a client meeting. I still don't understand how she got into an accident."

"That's what accidents are, right? It doesn't matter how careful a person is, there's nothing we can do if we're really meant to get into an accident."

"There could be another reason."

"What?"

Sam let a sigh escape through his lips. "I don't believe in the fortune, and I'm usually the one convincing Quinn against it. But her accidents are just too frequent; it's making me what to believe that damn fortune teller."

"What are you talking about? What fortune?"

"Before the plane crash, there was a fortune teller the read her fortune. The old lady died in the plane crash. But before it happened, she said that Quinn was going to die before she turns twenty-seven."

Rachel's mouth slightly hung open, obviously taken back by Sam's revelation. "Huh? Twenty-seven? It's almost her birthday. In exactly two weeks and three days." She didn't really believe in the fortune, but she couldn't shake off the foreboding feeling she felt in her gut.

"I know. That's why I suddenly got worried about her. Her birthday is real close, and now she's in another accident."

She suddenly remembered when Quinn had asked her about fortune telling. And just recently the blonde was just talking about the possibility of dying again.

"And you probably wouldn't believe this. But the old lady's ghost actually visited her. She told Quinn what she must do to avoid her fate."

"So, there's a way out of this?"

"Yeah. It's weird though. Quinn must marry this particular girl to avoid it."

"Huh? She needs to get married? Who's the woman the fortune teller was talking about?"

"She didn't exactly say. She visits Quinn once in a while, dropping clues and reminding her about the fortune."

"What are the clues?"

"The clues were a bit strange. According to the ghost, Quinn has met her, tanned, a good cook, not fat, and has a gold star tattoo….on her butt."

Rachel repeated the clues inside her head. "Wait a minute. It seems the clues are talking about me."

"Well you're obviously not fat and tanned. But are you telling me that you have the gold star tattoo?"

Rachel became wide-eyed. "Yes. I swear I have a gold start tattoo on my butt. A small one the right cheek. I got it during my Broadway days."

Sam looked at her incredulously. "You do? How can I be sure? Can I see it?"

The brunette didn't say anything and just gave him a deadly narrowed glare.

He got the message. "Fine. Fine. I believe you."

"But you weren't with Quinn yet when the old lady told that fortune."

"What exactly did the old lady say? Does the woman have to be one of Quinn's exes?"

Sam shook his head. "She just said that Quinn had met her."

"Okay. Quinn already knew me even before the accident. I've been her assistant for seven months at that time."

Sam's face suddenly became brighter with hope. "That's right! Holy shit! You might be the woman the old lady was talking about. That's why the old lady stopped showing herself to Quinn ever since you've been together. Maybe the accident happened because you guys broke up."

Rachel nodded. "The fortune is talking about me."

But Sam suddenly remembered something. "But wait… there's another girl that's exactly like you. She also had all the clues. We found her when you were still with Quinn, but it didn't matter to her. It's Maya—she's one of Quinn's exes. "So, who could is the right one?"

"Are you certain that this Maya girl has all the clues?"

"Actually, we still don't know if she's a good cook. She said she was, but she could be lying."

"Well, Quinn knows I have that characteristic. So, I believe that I'm the one." Rachel said firmly, with renewed determination. She was the one and she will have Quinn marry her before it's too late.

I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I apologize for the cliff hanger from last time, that was quite horrible of me. I just finished outlining the next chapter, and it's going to be long and good. I can't wait for you to read it. I hope I can finish it soon.