Hello, readers, and welcome back to another Will/Rachel story! Enjoy! But first, please read this warning. JESSE FANS, BEWARE! I've ALWAYS hated Jesse ever since he first set foot in the series! This story portrays Jesse as a psycho abusive maniac who's got it out for Rachel, and there's going to be a LOT of chapters where he plays the bad guy. So if you're a Jesse fan, I suggest you hit the "back" button and read another story because I'm NOT in the mood to have my review box to be filled with hate-mail from Jesse lovers. So either, don't read this story, or keep your mouth shut! Thank you.

Will was driving back from the grocery store when he decided to drive by the school real quick. It was prom night and he wanted to see how everything looked.

The theme was Hollywood, and as he got closer, he saw the two big lights flashing at the entrance with a red carpet. He sighed remembering his own prom. He went with Terri, and it was an Under the Sea theme. He remembered getting on stage and singing to her. Oh, those were the days. Suddenly, he spotted something that snapped him out of it.

There was a girl sitting on the curb near the entrance. She was curled in a ball with her face buried in her knees. Somehow she looked familiar, so he pulled over, got out of the car and went to her.

"Excuse me, Miss, are you okay?" She shook her head without lifting it. Her brown hair and toned skin looked really familiar. Finally he realized…it was Rachel!

"Rachel, honey, is that you? Are you okay?"

She finally lifted her head and his eyes widened.

There were scratches on her face and arms and face. Her cheek was violently red from a really had slap, and he was pretty sure he saw a black eye forming. The top half of her dress was ripped, exposing her breasts, but he ignored it.

"Holy crap, Rachel, look at you! Who did this?"

He reached out to touch her shoulder but she sprang back.

"No, Jesse, don't touch me!"

Then it hit him. Jesse had hurt her and now she was a bloody mess.

"Jesse hurt you? Where is he now?"

She pointed toward the entrance. He felt really angry. So angry, he could just walk in there and beat the crap out of him! But all that mattered right now was to get Rachel out of there.

"Come on, I'll get you out of here."

Her eyes widened in fear. "No, he told me to stay here! He'll be very angry when he gets back and I'm not here!" She burst out into tears again.

He rubbed her back to sooth her. "Shhh, it'll be okay. He's gone for now, he can't hurt you. But I need to get you out of here before he does again, okay? You have to trust me, Rachel."

She nodded and he offered her his hand to help her up. She took it and stood up, holding her dress up. They both went to his car where he took a blanket out of the backseat and wrapped it around her so she wouldn't be too uncomfortable. They got into the car and drove away.

"Do you want me to take you home?"

She shook her head sniffing. "No, my Dads aren't home. And that's the first place Jesse would look for me."

He looked at her. "But won't your Dads be worried?"

She shook her head again. "They're in Italy for a month for a business trip. They just left last night. Take me anywhere, as long as it's far away from him!"

He looked at her sympathetically. "No, you'll stay with me. I can't have him hurting you while you're all alone, and I don't mind a little company for a month."

"No, no Mr. Shuester, I can't let you do that! That's very generous of you, but I can't be taking up space in your apartment!"

He chuckled. "It's all right, Rachel. I don't mind company; it gets too quiet in my apartment now that I'm divorced. And I haven't had company since…forever, I guess. Just call your Dads, explain the situation and I'll talk to them. "

She picked up her phone and dialed their number. After a few minutes, she handed him the phone. Will expressed how pleased he'd be for taking care of her and after a few seconds, he hung up smiling.

"Well, looks like you're stuck with me for a month."

She gave him a small smile. "Thank you, Mr. Shuester. I don't think any adult has been this kind to me. But can we stop by my house first so I can get some things? I can't spend a month in just one outfit!"

When they got to her house, Will stood by the door while she ran to her room gathering a month's worth of clothes, make-up, her things for school and a few other items. They got back into his car and started for his apartment. They walked in and he flipped on the lights.

"Here, I'll take your things into the guest room." He said gathering her things. "You can go into the bathroom and change out of that dress if you want."

She walked into the bathroom and peeled off her dress shaking. As the thin fabric brushed against her cuts and scratches, she winced remembering how she got them.

He wasn't supposed to sneak that alcoholic drink in.

He wasn't supposed to be so aggressive with her.

He wasn't supposed to physically harm her.

She changed into her nightgown and walked out of the bathroom. Will was sitting on the couch waiting for her.

"Are you hungry, thirsty?" he asked walking into the kitchen.

She shook her head and sat on the couch.She covered her face with her hands and began to cry again.

He sat on the couch and pulled her to him, rocking her until she calmed down.

"Look at me, Mr. Shuester, I'm a mess! I'm sorry for blubbering like this, but I just can't help it!"

He nodded understandingly. "Rachel, I know this might be the last thing you'd want to do, but can you tell me what happened?"

She sat up and took a few deep breaths.

"It wasn't supposed to be like this. He came to pick me up, all handsome in his tuxedo. We got to the prom and danced for a bit, but then he thought things were getting too boring, so he pulled out a bottle of liquor. I'm guessing he snuck into my Dads' liquor cabinet while I was getting my purse. Anyway, he took a few sips and even offered me some but I politely refused. After a while, he started to get wild and tipsy so I tried to bring him to the truck so I could drive us home but he pulled me into a dark corner and tried to have sex with me. I said no but then he started to get all angry and aggressive. He tried even harder, ripping my dress and messing up my hair but I kicked him in his private spot, screamed and tried to run away. He was too fast though, and he grabbed me roughly and pulled me outside where he beat me."

Her eyes filled with tears. "By then I was too weak to fight back. He said we'd try again and told me to stay there while he went back inside to ask someone for a condom. Then you found me."

She looked at him and blinked through her tears. "Thank you, Mr. Shuester. If you weren't there to save me, I don't think I could imagine what could have happened."

She threw herself at him sobbing again. After a few minutes, she stopped crying. "I promise I won't be too much trouble."

He chuckled. "It's okay, we'll have fun, even if it's just for a month, I promise."

They sat there awkwardly for a few minutes while he looked around the room for something to distract them. His eyes landed on the TV.

"Do you want to watch a movie? You know, take your mind off things?"

She nodded and curled into a ball, resting her chin on her knees. He went to the big stack of DVDs lying of the floor and began searching through it. Finally he came up with a movie.

"How does Dirty Dancing sound? It'll be entertaining and educational for the both of us!" he said cheerfully. "I think I could get some inspiration for the choreography for our performance at National's."

She just nodded and he popped in the movie. For a while she just stared blankly at the screen as the movie plays but then she started to show interest.

During the "I've Had the Time of My Life" scene, Will was singing along while she was nodding her head to the beat. By the end of the movie she was relaxed and comfortable.

After the movie, they watched Cinderella, but by the ending, she was practically in tears.

"Rachel, what's wrong?" he asked alarmed.

"That was supposed to be my happy ending and he took it away from me! Why am I always stuck choosing the maniacs! This was supposed to be my prom night! My Cinderella moment and now it's ruined!"

Will blinked and bit his lip. "There's always next year, you know. You can always go again-"

"Oh, and what? Find another date who turns out to be another psycho? Go alone? Prom night is a night that EVERY girl dreams about!" she snapped.

"I meant that you could go with friends. Why go alone? You're right, prom is a night to share, and if it can't be with a date, then how about with some friends?"

She sniffed and stared at him. "Oh…you're right." She laughed nervously. "Sorry for snapping at you. I guess I'm still recovering from…you know."

"It's okay; I know it will take a while to heal. So…who got crowned prom king and queen?"

Her smile faded. "I don't know…I didn't stay long enough."

He nodded. "Okay, it's fine. We'll find out on Monday." I guess we can turn in, if you want."

"What are you doing tomorrow?"

He shrugged. "I'm not doing much, really. On Sunday s I just grade papers and that's it. So tomorrow I'll just get the grading over with and then we'll have a lazy day to have fun. How's that sound?"

She smiled. "I'd like that very much."

He got up from the couch and offered his hand to help her up.

"The guest room is down the hall, first door on the left. I'm right down the hall if you need anything, okay?"

"Okay, thank you very much, Mr. Shuester, good-night."

Later, she felt that she couldn't sleep. Images of the assault kept playing in her mind making her toss and turn. She had no idea what she had coming ahead of her…

DUN DUN DUN! Tonight's episode both excited me and pissed me off, but no, this story and chapter isn't based on it. Hope you enjoy it, my lovely readers who will review! Thanks!