A/N: Hey all! This is my first Glee fic so I hope you all like it. In this story Jesse is for sure the bad guy. He bugs the crap out of me and I can't wait until he's gone. WARNING: This fic is kind of dark and deals with a lot of drama and hardcore stuff so please if you are easily offended don't read. The first chapter is kind of graphic but after that it gets toned down a lot. To the rest of you who do thank you so much and I hope you enjoy.

Thank you so much to BittyAB18 for reading this over and editing it for me. You're a rock star :)

Rachel was flying. New Directions had kicked Vocal Adrenalins ass, and now she was on her way to the victory party. For the first time, all of the glee kids were truly friends and getting along. Well, getting along for the most part. Kurt was still a diva and so was she. Not only did she have friends, but she had a boyfriend. Someone who wanted to be with her as much as she wanted to be with them. Rachel had spent hours getting ready making herself look perfect. She went shopping with the girls (and Kurt) a few days before, just in case they won. The dress she bought was perfect, just like everything in her life. Rachel flew out the door when she heard Jesse honk the horn outside. Her dads had gone away for two weeks, so there was no speech on how rude it was to honk and not come to the door. She had been dating Jesse for a few months now, and things got easier once he transferred to her school. It was tense at first, which Rachel couldn't understand until Kurt explained that it was like Jesse peeing in their sandbox. Opening the passenger door, she greeted him with a big smile.

"Hey." She leans over a little to give him a slight peck on the lips and then was back in her seat, putting on her belt.

"Hey babe." Jesse turned his eyes back to the road and start the drive. "So, whose house is this at again?" Rachel rolled her eyes because she had told him a hundred times where it was.

"It's at Kurt's house. His dad has gone away for the weekend." Rachel had been so excited about this party. It was the first one she had been invited to since she started high school. Life truly was good.

"Babe, do we really have to go to this party? I wanted to go back to your house and have a party of our own." Rachel could see the smirk on his lips, and she wanted to smack him for it. He had been hinting at the fact he wanted to have sex with her for a while, but she wasn't ready, and like hell was he going to push her into it.

"Yes, we really have to go. It's our team party, and, the last time I checked, we were a part of that." Rachel turned her head towards the window, staring at the road passing by. She was getting more excited the closer she got to the house. The car came to a stop, and she couldn't help that her smile got wider. The front door was open, and people were going in and out. It took everything in her not to get out of the car and go running up to the door. She slowly got out of the car, with all the grace of a princess, and waited for Jesse to come to her side. The two walked hand in hand into the house, looking for the rest of their friends in the massive group. Rachel spotted Finn in the crowd first. With his height, who could miss him? Pulling Jesse behind her, she made her was over to the group standing around each other and talking. Before she even made it to the group, she had a set of eyes on her. She could feel them burning into her skin, and she wasn't sure how she felt about that. Once she got closer, she could see who the eyes belonged to, and they were none other than Puck's. Rachel gave him a small smile and mouthed "hi" to him as they finally made it to their friend. Everyone turned to see who had just joined them, a shocked look on their faces.

"Oh, my God, Rach; you look amazing." Matt was looking at her like a dog with a bone, a look that mirrored the rest of the guy's faces. Rachel couldn't help but beam back at them. The only time she felt this beautiful was when Puck had her in his arms, kissing her on her bed. Pushing that thought out of her head, she just smiled and said thank you. Jesse was looking at everyone's faces around them, and he could feel his face getting red. She was his girlfriend, and they were looking at her like a piece of meat. Turning to look at her, he was even more in shock. She was eating this shit up. Jesse was trying his best to hide his jealousy, but he couldn't hide it anymore. Grabbing her hand, he pulled her away from the crowd and into the kitchen. Once they were in the kitchen, Rachel pulled her hand out of his.

"What the hell was that?" Rachel was beyond pissed.

"Are you kidding me? They were eye-fucking you." Rachel could tell this was going to be a big fight, and she didn't want to do it in front of a bunch of people.

"Not here." If she was going to have this blow up, it was going to be behind a closed door where no one could see or hear them. It was a decision that Rachel would soon regret. Rachel dragged him through the house and up the stairs into an empty room.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Once the words left her mouth, Rachel's hand flew up to cover her lips as if it would make then go back in.

"What wrong with me? What the fuck is wrong with you? Those guys are looking at you like your a piece of meat, and they are starving." Jesse was freaking out and in Rachel's face. Rachel was a little taken back by his statement. These guys where her friends; there was no way they were looking at her like that. God, she was so naive.

"No, they weren't, Jesse. They are just the Glee boys. They are harmless." Rachel was trying not to laugh, but she couldn't help it. Jesse was acting crazier than she ever could. Her laughing did him it, and he snapped.

"What? You like them looking at you like that, like they want to take right there?" Jesse grabbed her arm, pulling her against his chest, knocking the wind out of her. "You want to be treated like a little slut; then you got it, babe." Before Rachel could say anything Jesses lips came crashing down onto her. This kiss wasn't like the others they had shared. It was rough and slightly painful. Pulling away the best she could, she tried to talk.

"Jesse, stop; you are hurting me." Her pleas were silenced with another had kiss.

"You want to be treated like a slut, then I'm gonna show you how they are treated." Jesse grabbed a handful of hair and pulled her head back to get better access to her lips. When she tried to lift her head up and push him away, he slapped her across the face. Rachel held onto her cheek and let the tears flow freely. Hitting his chest, she tried her best to get out of his grip and away from him.

"JESSE, LET ME GO." Rachel yelled at the top of her lungs, receiving another slap and being thrown onto the floor. Jesse was sick of this. He was sick of that stupid glee club; he was sick of the way those guys would look at his girl, and he was most of all sick of not getting any. Rachel had the wind knocked out of her when she hit the floor and was not trying to get her wits about her again. Once she heard his belt and zipper being undone, she started to cry harder.

"Please, Jesse; don't do this. Stop now; I swear I won't say anything to anyone. Please." She now had crawled backwards, so her back was pressed against the wall. Jesse didn't say anything, just grabbed her by her ankle, so she was lying flat on the floor again. Jesse pulled her dress down so that it came off, and she was left in her bra and panties. Rachel tried kicking him, but he just sat on her legs and hit her again.

"Stop kicking." Leaning down, he started to kiss down her neck to her chest, where he proceeded to bite her hard all over. She was sure that it would leave a mark. No longer was Rachel making a sound now; it was just silent tears streaming down her face. When he was done with his upper body assault, he moved down to her legs that she refused to open. He grabbed onto her thighs, pulling as hard as he could shocked at the power in her legs. He bent down, so his mouth was level to get ear.

"Open your legs, babe." He couldn't blame this on being drunk; it was pure anger and lust. He was going to get what he wants. Hitting her in her ribs, she couldn't help but bring her knees up, which weakened the grip she had on them. Jesse took his chance and pulled her legs wide, to the point that she thought they would have been pulled from the joints.

"Jesse, please stop." She tried clawing at him, but he caught her hand and pinned them above her head. "Help me." She yelled as loud as she could, praying to God for someone to hear her.

"It's a party; no one will hear you." With his free hand, he pulled her underwear from her body leaving her in just a bra. He pulled his pants down with the hand the wasn't holding Rachel's above her head. "You don't know how long I've wanted this." Without another word, he pushed into her hard, causing her to scream. He covered her mouth with his hand and started pushing hard. The pain was too much for her to bear, and she blacked out.

Rachel woke up, lying on the floor in pain and wet. She looked down, and her dress was back in place but was covered in blood. Her perfect white and green dress was now covered in blood. Her whole body was killing her, from her face to her toes; she was dying. She tried to stand up, but the best she could do was sit up against the wall. She was looking around the room to see if she could find her bag to get her cell, but she couldn't see it anywhere. She tried to get to her feet again, but the pain was just too much. Rachel could hear that the party had died down a bit, and she always heard someone coming toward the room she was in. Holding her breath, she hoped it wasn't Jesse again. The door opened slowly, and soon her eyes were assaulted by light. The moment she saw who it was, she broke down.

"Noah."