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“Why did you do it?”
Startled. “Quinn.”
“No, sorry, that was the wrong question. Let me rephrase.”
“Okay...?”
“What on earth were you thinking?” Restrained anger.
“What?”
“I know everyone has different triggers, so I can't judge you.”
Weakly, “It feels like you're judging me.”
“You're right, I am. I'm not sorry for that, though.”
“I thought you were Christian.”
“Yeah, and I became a pregnant, humiliated, homeless, cheating Skank. Sorry if I'm not the perfect Christian.”
“Skank?”
“Never mind. The point is that you asked Kurt out.”
Fingers clenching uneasily. “He told you?”
“He was upset. He won't stop blaming himself. I think he's being an idiot.”
“He really shouldn't blame himself.”
Defensively, “You don't need to tell me that, Karofsky.”
“I'm just—”
“Kurt has no obligation to you. I wanted to tell him that he was stupid and conceited for thinking that he could have stopped you.”
“Kurt's not stupid.”
“That doesn't matter. Maybe he could have called back, but his actions don't always have a direct correlation to yours. Not everything he does makes the earth shift. You had other options.”
“Not...a lot.”
“You kept calling him after he clearly rejected you. Who can blame him for not picking up?”
Weary sigh. “He's still too forgiving.”
“You're the one who asked him out. You obviously thought you had a chance.”
“I didn't mean to make him uncomfortable.”
“He had a boyfriend. He has a boyfriend.”
Subdued. “I know.”
“You weren't even out of the closet at that point. You think Kurt wants to be with someone like that, with him being the way he is?”
Brief silence. Then: “He's so proud. I, I thought that maybe it would rub off. That being with him would make me prouder.”
“People would have found out anyway if you two actually decided to date. It's not easy to hide.”
Humorless smile. “I know that now.”
“Were you just going to wait until college and then come out? Was that the plan?”
Trembling. “My mom.”
“...Your mom.”
“She thinks I have a disease. So yeah, I was going to wait. Cowardly, maybe, but that was the plan.”
Deep sigh. Quiet. “Your dad?”
“He just wants me to be okay right now. We haven't really talked about it.”
“My dad kicked me out of the house.”
“I—I heard.”
“I went through a lot, you know. But I never seriously thought about killing myself.”
Shift. Exhale. “Yeah?”
“So it's hard for me to feel sympathetic, especially since I don't understand what it's like being gay.”
“I don't blame you.”
“Kurt said that I was being harsh. And sure, he's been bullied. I'm not saying that what he went through wasn't terrible. But he had more people. He got through it.”
Soft laugh. “He's always been so strong.”
Deep inhale. “Didn't you get tired of it, pretending to be someone you're not?”
“Yeah. Yeah, I got tired all the time. And I'm sorry that I took it out on Kurt. It was hypocritical.”
“Sorry doesn't mean much at this point.”
“I know.”
“You bullied Kurt. You and Santana fed bullshit to all of us. You took away the junior prom king crown from Finn.”
“You're still holding onto that?”
“It meant a lot to me at the time.”
Slight smile. “I know you don't really like me, but I think you're a strong person too, Quinn.”
“Trying to compliment your way into my good graces?”
“No. I'm just glad you came to talk.”
“I'm practically attacking you. What's to be glad about?”
“Pretty much everyone's been really careful around me. They don't want to, uh, trigger anything, I guess. I appreciate it, but you're not acting as if I'm weak or incapable. It's...nice.”
Eye roll. “Well. You've come a long way from last year. I have to give you credit for that.”
“Let's just say that we've both been through a lot.”
“I can do that.”
Grin. “Yeah?”
“...I should go. Glee practice.”
“Hey, Quinn?”
“What?”
“I'm sorry. For everything that you had to go through.”
“It's past now. Just focus on getting better.”
“Okay.”
“I'm sorry too.”
“For what?”
“Just...sorry.”
“I know.”