Disclaimer: I own nothing but my own imagination. :) If I did own Glee, Rachel, Finn and Kurt would never, ever, ever leave.

Survival

Rachel looked around at the party around her, biting down on her lower lip as she watched her best friends dancing in the middle of it all, drinks already in their hands. She frowned as she looked for Finn in the crowd, he was the who had forced her to come here in the first place.

She sighed and scanned for him in the crowd, he had disappeared from here side for the first time since they had gotten here, saying something about getting them drinks but she hadn't seen him at all since. She bit down on her lower lip, staying where she was because she didn't really know anyone else other than the Glee members and a few people from their school that she never really spoke to.

"Hey, beautiful." She turned around to look at the tall, muscular boy standing next to her, smiling a little at him before turning around to try and make it obvious that she waiting for someone. She heaved a sigh of relief when she finally saw him, grinning and waving at her.

She wrinkled her nose a little when the boy leaned closer to her, brushing some of her hair from her face and behind her ear. She could smell the alcohol on him, making her feel sick as she closed her eyes. "Is that your boyfriend?" He whispered seductively in her ear, Rachel bit down on her lip for a moment, nodding slightly.

"You're way too gorgeous for him, babe." He grinned at her but Rachel just rolled her eyes and turned to face the other way, wishing Finn would just make his way through the crowd a little faster. "Why are you being so cold, sexy?" She shuddered a little when she felt his alcohol filled breath on her neck, pulling her hand away quickly when he grabbed it as tears threatened to fall down her face.

"Don't even think about screaming." He muttered as he grabbed her hand again, she looked at him for a moment, shaking her head before she felt something sharp prod into her lower back. She closed her eyes tight, refusing to cry as she tried to think of the best way to get out of this mess. Her whole body shook as he quickly walked off, losing sight of Finn who had stopped to talk to Puck for a moment.

He led her upstairs to a bedroom, and she found herself wondering if anyone was paying enough attention see the knife he was digging into her back as she walked slowly.

"What do you want?" She whispered as he dug the knife deeper into her skin, she could feel gently drops of blood falling a little down her back as he did. She winced a little but she didn't cry, she was strong and she had to show him just how strong she was. He laughed loudly and shook his head,

"I want you." He bit down on her shoulder – hard – as Rachel looked away from him, her whole body shaking in fear when she realized what was going to happen to her.

"N-no.. please.." She whimpered, biting down on her lip as tears made their way down her face, she shook her head at the large boy who was now standing in front of her as he walked closer and closer until she fell on the bed behind her. She looked around the room he had forced her into, more and more tears finding their way down her skin as she tried to think about what was going to happen, what he would do to her.

She had read somewhere that if they let you see their face, they were going to kill you. And as she focused on the knife, she heard him laughing, biting down on her lip to stop the scream she could feel bubbling in her throat. "Please.. my boyfriend.. he will come looking for me. He will kill you, just leave me alone while you can.. I won't tell anyone." She looked at the door, willing for her to be right, willing for him to come storming in right there and then.

She closed her eyes for a moment and looked away, screaming in pain when she felt a sudden burning sensation on her arm. She looked at him quickly and then down at her arm, trying to discover where the pain had come from. Her eyes wandered over to the cigarette he stubbed out before chucking it on the floor, shaking her head in shock as he smiled down at her.

She pulled away and closed her eyes, mentally preparing herself, she pictured the distance from the bed to the bedroom door and how long it would take to get there. She had a plan – she would find Finn and Puck and they would kill this boy and then she would be okay. She smiled a little when she heard the clang of metal hitting the side as he put the knife down next to them, and she knew she had to make her move before it was too late.

Then he made a move to lay on top of her, the mixture of smoke and alcohol on his breath and she yelled in pain when he roughly grabbed her wrists to pin her down. She looked at the door and shook her head, tears eventually falling heavily when she knew it was too late now, she had left it too late.

She closed her eyes as tight as she could, praying in her mind, praying that she would be okay and that Finn or someone else would burst into the bedroom. She prayed that this person would suddenly sober up and realize that this wasn't right, she prayed that this wasn't happening to her.

She tried to kick him before he could do anything but she could barely move under his weight, she could only watch as he slid down her skirt and she couldn't help but blame herself for wearing it tonight – she had been trying to impress Finn, she loved the way he looked at her when she wore a short skirt.

She looked at the greed in his piercing green eyes that contrasted so much with her boyfriend's eyes. She closed her eyes so she wouldn't have to look, promising herself that no matter what happened, she wouldn't open them again. She froze in fear when all of a sudden she felt his hands roam her naked body.

She didn't scream from the excruciating pain that soared through her body, she didn't open her eyes when he slapped her hard across the face, and she told herself that it would all be over soon. One way or another, it would all be over soon.

And then it was over.

She opened her eyes when she heard the door close, and she looked around the room. She found herself sitting there for a few minutes, praying he wouldn't come back for more, not looking away from the door as she kept praying it was actually over.

It took one hour of her laying there and waiting for him to come back and kill her before she realized it was truly over, she bit down on her lip and quickly covered herself up, finding she could finally move. She slowly got dressed, ignoring the pain that shot through her shaking body as she crept over to the door, looking around just to make sure he wasn't waiting for her.

When it was clear she ran as fast as she could, she ran away from the party where she could hear everyone laughing, and shouting, all of them so happy. It was too hard for her to hear all that. She walked out onto the main road, stumbling down every now and again, trying to find her way back home before anything else could happen.