For a while it had seemed like things were getting back on track for him and Quinn. They had finally found some degree of contentment regarding her pregnancy, and having settled on a plan of action, it was like everything was falling into place. Soon they would hopefully have a new apartment somewhere closer to Quinn, so that she, Beth and himself would be able to spend each together as a family, instead of every other weekend when his girlfriend could make it back to Lima. It had been a difficult decision, and there had been a lot of fighting before they made it, but Puck was warming to the idea of moving on with his family; his girlfriend and daughter and the baby to come. Yet everything had changed suddenly, and he still hadn’t been able to work out why it was. One minutes they were working together again, and the next it was like things had reverted back and were worse than ever.
Quinn had just returned from college as normal and it was like she were a million miles away. Half the time he wondered if she remember himself and Beth existed. If she wasn’t texting or Skyping Josh she was talking to Santana; even Brittany had come over to stay for a while and it was like an extra wall between them. At first, Puck had been convinced that he’d done something wrong, but no matter how hard he thought, for once he couldn’t think of what it was he was supposed to have done. Then he focused on her. Her behavior. She was so secretive, so closed off. She barely talked to him, and seemed so damn reluctant to be close to him. Even with Beth it was like she only spoke to her daughter when it was absolutely necessary. That particular night, Beth had been packed off to his mother’s for a sleepover so he and Quinn had some alone time, not that it felt like it. Her damn phone had been buzzing ever five minutes for the past hour or more.
“Who the hell is texting you so much?” Puck questioned, a tone of evident irritation in his voice as he looked away from the film that was playing on the screen to glance at his girlfriend, wondering if she’d rather he just went to bed and left her to continue to text whoever was on the other end of the phone, though he had a rough idea who it was…
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