Disclaimer: The characters of glee do not belong to me. So, my bff has this obsession with Faberry, and I have a fleeting fantasy with it. I had this idea after I saw some awesome fanart of goth!Rachel and skank!Quinn. Gorh!Rachel is the SHIT. SO HOT. So, hope you enjoy the fic! It's my first Faberry romance fic, so bear with me.
No One Really Sees
By Julia
The summer had been full of lots of disappointments for Quinn Fabray. She had not been able to handle the fact that Rachel Berry did not love her. It was completely unfathomable. Quinn lived her whole life for Rachel, and the other girl would never know. She was mostly afraid to tell her. She had dyed her hair pink, and started dressing like a skank. She didn't think she'd be able to take a whole school year with Finn and Rachel dating. Quinn got dressed for school though, and went. She'd been gone for the first few days. It had taken her that long to decide she was going back. The hallway was full of people. She ignored most of them. She also had no intention of going back to glee club. She knew that she'd see less of Rachel that way, but she didn't really care. If Rachel was just going to be with Finn, Quinn didn't want to see it anyway.
The skanks accepted her. Quinn felt so relieved. She didn't have anything to worry about now. All the pressure was off her. She could just smoke and do whatever the hell she wanted. She even did hits of marijuana before school. Yeah, she'd been high most of the summer. It had helped her deal with the pain of losing Rachel yet again to Finn. Their stupid kiss at Nationals had been completely lame. It had been one of the worst things Quinn had had to go through. And why did Rachel keep picking Finn? Granted, she didn't know how Quinn felt, but it was still pretty frustrating. Quinn went to her locker. Mostly as a pretense. She had no intention of going to class. When she got there, Rachel was waiting for her. "Hi, Rachel." Quinn said, mostly because she couldn't help herself.
Rachel had missed Quinn over the summer. The whole glee club had spent so much time together. Quinn had been the only one who hadn't been there. Rachel and Finn had broken up, because Rachel had decided that it wasn't fair to him to be with him when she didn't feel the same way. She too had gone through some changes over the summer. She had gone goth. She really wasn't sure why. She had just woke up one day and decided that she was going to dress in goth. She had put two streaks of color in her hair, and started pinning her bangs back. She was going to let them grow. "I missed you over the summer." She told her. That was true, too. She had missed her so much. Rachel longed for she and Quinn to be friends. She watched the other girl's face, trying to decide if she had missed Rachel too. Quinn's face was impassive, so she wasn't able to decide.
Quinn froze when she really got a look at Rachel. She was all goth. It was really hot. Really really hot. She didn't know how she was supposed to resist her when she looked that way. She had of course been beautiful before, but now….. wow. "I missed you too." She said, shrugging. She closed her locker. She forced herself to keep her eyes on Rachel's face instead of how awesome Rachel's boobs looked in her outfit. Especially her boobs. Quinn looked at her. "Is there anything else you wanted?" She asked.
That seemed to stump Rachel. She didn't know what to say. She knew she wanted them to tell Quinn that she wanted them to be friends. The words just wouldn't come out. She looked at Quinn. Rachel hoped that her eyes expressed all she wanted to say. "Um, no I guess not." She said, sighing. Rachel adjusted the bag on her shoulder. She turned to start walking away.
"Rachel, you should know that I'm not coming back to glee club." She said, as she fell into step with the other girl. She waited for the waterworks or impassioned speech. She was sure that she was going to get one of the two. Rachel hated anyone leaving glee club. Especially herself. Sometimes Quinn thought maybe Rachel felt the same way Quinn did. She just was afraid to test the theory. Plus, she was afraid of what people would say If she came out. Kurt had had so much trouble with Karofsky. Quinn doubted she'd have as much trouble, since she was so popular, but she wasn't sure she wanted to test the theory.
That was painful to hear. Rachel didn't know what to say. She very much didn't want Quinn to leave glee club. She wanted them to be in glee together so they could sing more duets together. Rachel loved singing with Quinn. Their voices blended really well together. Rachel liked singing with Finn, but singing with Quinn had been a whole different experience. It was something that she wanted to duplicate. "Quinn, I miss seeing you in the choir room. Please, you have to stay in glee. This is our year to really get it right. Win Nationals, and it's our last school year together. Don't you want to spend as much time together as we can?" She asked.
That was hard for Quinn to answer. It was obviously yes. Quinn just was afraid. She didn't know if she could be honest with her. Quinn sighed. She didn't care how Rachel took it. "Rachel, you know that my leaving has nothing to do with you. I just… I have outgrown glee." That was not going to satisfy the other girl, and she was sure there was about to be a lengthy discussion about it. Quinn just hoped that the bell would ring soon, then Rachel would go to class and Quinn could go and skip. She was planning on going out to the bleachers with the other skanks.
"You did not outgrow glee." The shorter girl protested. She didn't want to do a whole year of glee without Quinn in the room. Rachel's eyes had always gone to her when she wasn't staring at Finn. Rachel didn't really know why at the time. Maybe there was something she felt for Quinn that wasn't just friendship. Rachel had been raised by two gay dads so she had never really ruled out being into girls. Rachel had just never thought about it. She did seem to be kind of obsessed with Quinn at times. That could mean she was in love with Quinn. Rachel just didn't know. She'd have to think about it further. "Please, Quinn. Just think about it." She pleaded.
The bell rang, signaling the end of the conversation. Quinn looked at Rachel. "We'll talk about this later." She promised her. She didn't really think that they would agree any time soon but she wanted to table it for now. She gave Rachel a half smile. "Go on. Go to class." She really thought the other girl was really hot in that goth outfit.
Rachel heard the bell. She didn't want to go. Especially when she knew that Quinn wasn't going to class. "Okay." She agreed, though, and went off to class. Why did everything feel so wrong?
Quinn was by herself outside when Santana Lopez came to talk to her. The Unholy Trinity was broken up. Quinn wasn't on the Cheerios. It didn't seem right. She wanted to find out what was going on with Quinn. Quinn looked up in surprise when the other girl joined her. "What do you want, Santana?" She asked.
The Latina folded her arms. She was going to love being head Cheerio this year, even if she had to share with Becky. Santana was just going to miss Quinn being with them too. They had all been through so much together. And the three of them had all slept with Puckerman the same year. It had been like a rite of passage or something. Santana looked at her. "What the hell is going on with you, Fabray?" She asked. "You're…. all freaky. And so is Berry. Are you guys fucking or something?" She asked.
Jerking her head around, Quinn asked, "What are you talking about, Santana? What have you heard?" She asked. Quinn knew her intensity probably wasn't turning Santana off the scent. It was probably just making it worse. But Quinn couldn't help it. "And nothing's wrong with me. I'm just not under any pressure anymore." Now she waited for Santana to tell her what she had meant with her question.
Santana bristled when Quinn flipped out. She thought that maybe there was some truth to what she had said. She just didn't know the best way to get her to talk about it. Santana knew just how guarded Quinn could be. She was the same way. She didn't blame her but she wanted to help her if she could. Santana looked at her. "Quinn, you know that your reaction gives you away. You may not be sleeping with Berry but you want to, don't you?" She asked, watching Quinn's face as she said the words.
Quinn took another puff of her cigarette as she thought about how best to answer. The Latina was like a dog with a bone. She never gave up when it came to these kinds of things. She then looked at the other girl, her expression cold. "Santana, I do not want to talk about this with you, okay?" She snapped. Why the Latina thought she would actually tell her was beyond her. "And why would you think I would tell you anyway?" She asked, shaking her head at the other girl.
Smirking, Santana said, "Because, I know what it's like to be where you are." She said, shrugging. "I'm…. I'm in love with Brittany. She and I are together." Santana hadn't told anyone that. It felt weird to say it. Especially to Quinn. They had one of those love/hate relationships. She wanted to see what Quinn would say. Hopefully it would be supportive.
This was not really a surprise to Quinn. She knew that Santana and Brittany had been fooling around for awhile now. She hadn't really know that it was going to get this serious, but she supposed it didn't surprise her. As long as you were paying attention, you could see the love between Brittany and Santana. "So what does that have to do with me?" She asked, looking at Santana.
"Because, Q, it is so obvious to anyone that's not Berry that you're in love with her. You should just tell her. She looks really hot in that goth getup." She couldn't help but laugh a little. Santana looked at Quinn. "She's single, she broke up with Finn. What is stopping you from telling her how you feel?" She asked.
This was a stumper. Quinn sighed. "I am not going to confirm or deny that, Santana." Quinn didn't want the girl to know for sure and then go and tell Brittany. Or the whole school. Quinn was more concerned about the telling Brittany part than the whole school. Santana was going through her own stuff. She sighed. "I appreciate your advice, Lopez." She said, taking another drag.
Sighing, Santana turned to go. "Okay, but…. No one can really tell you when you're ready. Not even me. But you will feel so much better when you tell her. Even if you don't come out to everyone. I promise. It's worth it." Then she walked away.
Quinn was left alone with her thoughts. She wasn't sure if she thought Santana was right. She didn't know if she wanted to test Santana's theory. Quinn thought it was a big risk to say something to Rachel when she didn't know if the other girl felt the same. But maybe she should say something. She was just nervous. Taking another long drag, she let out a couple of coughs. Her lungs probably weren't in the best shape. She was just glad none of the other skanks were out here.
Meanwhile, Rachel was sitting in class. She normally would have been writing meticulous notes, but she was thinking about Quinn. She had started to notice that maybe she had a bit of a crush on Quinn. It had surprised her. Now she was wondering which one of them would speak first. Rachel was pretty sure that she could tell that Quinn had a bit of a crush on her. She'd caught her looking a time or two. It was, in part, one of the reasons that she had broken up with Finn. She didn't want to see him hurt at all. She thought he deserved to be with someone who felt the same way about him. She just didn't.
Puck saw her not doing anything. He leaned over to her. "What you thinking about so hard?" He asked her. Puck had noticed Rachel's abrupt change of clothing. He thought ut suited her. Made her very hot. Puck didn't want to be with Rachel, but he thought she was really hot. His ma wanted him to be with Rachel though. Not just Rachel. Any Jewish girl would do, really.
Turning towards him, she wasn't really sure what to tell him. Puck would probably be gross about it. He was a boy. Boys were crude. Plus, Rachel wasn't sure she should trust him not to say anything. He was not that trustworthy. And he was Quinn's baby's father. What if he didn't want to help her? Finally, Rachel could hold it in no more. "Noah, I….. I have feelings for Quinn." Rachel held her breath, waiting for what he would say.
To say he was shocked was an understatement. Puck had not expected that to come out of Rachel's mouth. He ran his hand over his shaved head. "Does she know?" He asked, his mouth dropping open. With the skank thing Quinn was doing nowadays, they would make a really hot couple. Puck had always thought maybe Quinn was gay. He wished she had loved him, because he had been in love with her for awhile now. After a year of not dating anyone, Puck was ready to move on. He watched Rachel's face. She was mostly nervous looking.
"No, she doesn't. And don't you say anything to her. I plan to say something to her myself." Rachel hoped she hadn't just done the wrong thing. Puck was not known as a good guy. Even if Rachel thought he was. He just hid it with a lot of bravado.
Raising a brow at her, Puck said, "You can totally trust me, Berry. You and I are friends now." Puck didn't want her to worry. She was such a worrier. Puck was planning on telling Quinn, but Rachel didn't know that. He thought that she was being a little paranoid.
The bell rang, signaling the end of the period. Rachel and Puck went their separate ways. Rachel headed off down to her next class. Puck went straight for where he knew Quinn would be. She was going to be out under the bleachers. Puck was going to tell her how Rachel felt. Maybe if Quinn knew how Rachel felt she'd go and talk to the other girl. Puck wasn't sure why he was going to tell her. He didn't do anything to help others usually. Puck loped up to her. She was all by herself. "I thought you were hanging out with the skanks now." Puck said.
"What the hell are you doing out here? Need some place to smoke weed?" She asked, as she folded her arms. Her pink hair was sticking out everywhere. Quinn arched her eyebrow at him. "Or is this some kind of intervention? You guys think I'm not acting like myself?"
"Fuck, Quinn! I know you're angry, but if we were going to have an intervention, do you really think that they would send me to straighten you out? I mean, really." Puck was aware that Quinn was angry, but really, he hadn't done anything to her to deserve her anger. All he had done was come out to tell her that she was going to be able to be with Rachel if she wanted. He was trying to do this for her. Something good. "Besides, that's not why I'm out here. I came out here to tell you something important."
That seemed to confuse her. What the hell did he have to tell her? Quinn squinted at him, trying to see him better in the sun. "What is so damned important?" Quinn asked, as he sat down next to her on the grass.
He ran his hand over his shaved head. Puck looked at her. "I just found out that Rachel's got feelings for you. I promised her that I wouldn't say anything. So if you say anything you can't say I told you. But Quinn, this life is too short. You shouldn't have to spend your life apart from the person that you love."
When he said all that, Quinn's heart started pounding very hard. She could not believe that Puck was actually helping her with this. He almost never did anything that wasn't selfish. Quinn's hazel eyes met his whiskey colored ones. Quinn touched his arm. She was very shocked. "Puck, are you….are you serious?" Quinn asked, and when he nodded, her heart started pounding like it was galloping horses. She didn't believe this. She almost never got the things that she wanted like that. She ran a hand through her pink hair. "I have to talk to Rachel." She said. Then a thought came to her. She turned to Puck. "Do me a favor and call the school and tell them you're one of Rachel's dads and get her out of school for the day." Quinn asked.
Bristling, Puck pulled out his cell phone. He said, "Wow, I never thought I would see the day when I would see Quinn Fabray breaking the rules." He started dialing the number. Puck knew it by heart from calling himself in sick. He hit the button and waited while it rang. It only took a few minutes to tell them he was taking Rachel out of school for a doctor's appointment. Then he hung up. "Okay. She's out. They told me she'd be out front with her stuff." Puck put his phone away. "That's all I can do. It's up to you now." He touched Quinn's arm. "You can do this. I know you can. You are Quinn Fabray. You can do anything."
Quinn nodded. She gave him a look to convey all her feelings, and then took off for the front of the school. She had to go talk to Rachel. She decided that she wouldn't tell Rachel that Puck had said anything to her. She didn't want to cause trouble when she didn't have to. Rachel was already waiting outside, looking confused. She smiled when she saw Quinn. Quinn started talking before Rachel could. "I have something to tell you. We're going to get in my car."
Rachel looked at her in surprise but she went with Quinn willingly. She followed the other girl to her car. Quinn let her in before she got in herself. Rachel wondered where they were going. Rachel's heart was beating very hard and her stomach was full of butterflies. She wondered what Quinn had to say. It was going to be something big, she could tell. Rachel could hardly feel any of her body parts. It was all numb. Rachel waited until they were on the road before she asked what was going on. "Quinn, is there something that I need to know?"
Quinn made her wait until she had arrived at Breadstix. Before they got out, she turned to Rachel. "Rachel….there's….. for….. okay." She stopped, to take a deep breath. She looked to Rachel, taking one of the other girl's hands in hers. "Okay. I know that we've had our differences. I've been rude to you. I'm sorry for that. I really am. And there's something you should know. The reason I did all those things is because… because I have feelings for you. I just….. I never had the courage to tell you. Plus, you were always in love with Finn or always dating someone else. I just was scared."
After that had all come out, Rachel let out a deep breath. Then, she just attacked Quinn. She pressed her lips to Quinn's. She unbuckled and Quinn hurriedly pushed back the seat. Rachel climbed onto Quinn's lap. She kept kissing her, and her hands were roaming all over Quinn's body. Rachel had always wanted to lose her virginity when she was twenty-five, but she was fixing to lose it right now. She was busy pulling off the other girl's shirt. Soon, she did have it off and had thrown it in the back. They both had skirts on. They maneuvered so they could both hike them up and get their underwear off. Rachel was kissing Quinn, and she was working on unhooking the other girl's bra. Once it was open, she eased the cups off of Quinn's breasts. Quinn gasped. No one had ever actually seen her boobs before. Not even Puck. Quinn had kept most of her clothes on when they had had sex. Rachel finally showed down when she was presented with Quinn's breasts.
Seeing her hesitation, Quinn took one of Rachel's hands and put it on her breast. She pressed her lips to Rachel's, and Rachel's hand grasped her left breast. She let her thumb graze it, and Quinn's nipples began to harden. Then she took her other hand, and slipped a couple of fingers inside of Quinn. Rachel had been doing some research on how lesbian sex went. She still couldn't believe that they were doing this in the middle of Breadstix's parking lot, but who cared. It didn't take long for Quinn to come. Rachel licked her fingers, and then they flipped. Quinn touched Rachel's breasts, playing with them. Then she took her left hand, and reached down in between them and stuck a couple of fingers inside Rachel. It was tight, so Quinn worked to go slow so it didn't hurt. It was Rachel's first time, so it didn't take much for her to come. They both licked Quinn's fingers. Neither one of them had thought this would happen. Let alone in Quinn's car.
"I love you, Quinn."