This Life I Lead

Chapter 44

Mercedes set her phone aside and went back to preparing breakfast.

Quinn walked into the kitchen. "Good morning, Sissy."

"Good morning, Sissy."

Quinn sipped her coffee. "One more day."

"I know." Mercedes had a bunch of nervous energy. "I wonder if Rou has everything and she keeps telling me to "chill out". I could knock her upside the head."

Quinn giggled. "Her flirting with literally all of Marcy's friends is hilarious. I think Yuria's ready to call it quits."

"She better stop! Yuria is a catch and it'll serve her right for her to move on while she's playing games."

"Oh yeah." Quinn came to the range. "So how was it to see Anna?"

Mercedes set down her wooden spoon. "Why are you making trouble?"

Quinn grinned.

Mercedes sighed. "I wanted to talk to her but there was never a right time. I don't want to embarrass her but I want her to know I never would have hurt her had I known."

"You mean you wouldn't have rebuked her?"

"Yeah. I don't know. You know as well as I do that I'm not completely straight."

"I don't think what we do constitutes homosexual activity."

"Really?" Santana walked in.

Quinn rolled her eyes. "What do you want?"

"To tell you that I know all about giving it to your best friend. And as Jimi continues to point out, it counts." She sat at the island.

Quinn stuck her tongue out. "Shut up!"

Santana copied her. "Incest."

Quinn turned her back on her.

"Are you still doing it now that Wheezy is carrying Chang's babies?"

Quinn said nothing.

Santana's wide grin split her face. "You are, aren't you?! You never stopped! Do Chang or Puckerman know?!"

"Who cares?" Quinn hunched a shoulder.

"Then let's go tell them." Santana slid to her feet without actually planning to take a step.

Just like she wanted, Quinn spazzed. "No!"

"Why? Because you're screwing behind your boyfriends' backs?"

"Sit down and be good or you won't be fed." Mercedes spoke up.

"I'll shut up." Santana said quickly enough. "For now..."

M&MC

"You have class on a Friday?!" Sam was hurt.

"It's only one class, Sam." Mike was amused.

"But we're only going to be here ‪until Sunday‬."

Mike swallowed what was in his mouth. "I don't have any shows today so I can come back after rehearsals. We'll have plenty of time to hang out before the rehearsal dinner."

"Promise?" Artie teased.

Sam punched his shoulder. "I miss you guys. You have no idea."

"We miss you, too but you sound like a total girl." Puck complained. Jeanette caught his eye and he flushed. "Not that that's a bad thing! Girls rock!"

"Because they cook you breakfast?" Jeanette asked.

"And could poison it at any time." Mike continued eating.