He’d plot out little scenarios in his head, sometimes, of what those first few days after the escape must have been like: Brittany trying to explain to a stoic Santana about the “Finn suit.” Santana allowing herself a small empathetic smile at what she had to guess was a story Brittany had made up in a well-intentioned effort to make sense out of the senselessness of it all. He knew everybody probably blamed their disappearance on Quinn. Maybe they even thought she’d gotten herself knocked up again, and rather than face the repeated shame, had scurried off in the night, dragging poor hapless Finn along with her. Kurt was the only one who really knew the truth, but she doubted he’d stand up for her. Why would he, when she’d never been bothered to show him the same kindness?
But that last night in Lima? Those last moments with Rachel? That was a box best left untouched. The one other time he’d let himself go through it, he’d woken up in the hospital, alone and terrified. When he was discharged, Vanessa brought him home again, but they didn’t speak for three days. And during that time, she made herself believe that he’d somehow known she’d spent that night chasing muscle relaxers with scotch to visions of Rachel, and that that was why he’d been so angry. It was just easier to accept his jealousy than to even begin to think about how badly she’d scared him, how pissed he was at her for trying to leave him again.
At some point during her stay at the Hudson-Hummel house as Finn, Carole had said to her that all that mattered was doing the right thing, even if it was months down the line. It had occurred to Quinn at the time that Finn had probably been raised on sentiments like that; it explained a lot about his complete willingness to screw things up and his ridiculous, blind faith that everything would eventually work out. But it ran totally counter to the Fabray philosophy in which the wrong thing, once done, was all that mattered, regardless of how many right things you tried to do to make up for it.
Still, Lucas wanted to believe that what Carole had said was true. Because for all the mistakes they’d made, they’d done the right thing, eventually, in leaving.
Lucas hoped that, somehow, that would make some sort of difference in the end. (x)
(Source: jewls-verne, via twelveclara)