I was awake and I saw a post on tumblr that gave me an idea so I got to work and here it is. Let me know what you think and I'll decide if to continue or not. Since it's a new story it won't be uploaded under the month of Days of Faberry but I'll work along with it to upload with one of them if I have to. I really think this story has potential. what do you think?
DISCLAIMER: I never remember Disclaimers so here's one that should suffice the entire story...the characters are mine the belong to Fox and RIB.
Enjoy!
Fire and Ice Chapter 1
QPOV
I sat at the bar nursing a glass of scotch relaxing after the hardest day I had ever had in my life. Unwinding at Neon's was the one constant in my life that never wavered. DJ D, as usual did her thing on the turntables and the amazing lightshow that accompanied her set coincided perfectly with the dark but vibrant pace the club sought. Taking another sip of my drink I raised my hand for a refill. Brendon one of my favorite bartenders shot me a quick refill winking his impossible blue eyes at me and dealing with another one of the stricken chicks he had hogging the bar with his impeccable good looks.
As usual Santana was late obviously trying to frustrate the shit out of me. I took another sip and turned to scout out the talent or lack thereof depending on how you chose to look at. I happened to be a glass half full kind of girl so for me everyone is beautiful. The dance floor was littered of horny individuals rubbing against one another trying to decide who was going home with whom. That's most of their reasons for coming here wasn't it? To see who the newest conquest would be and how effectively they can use the skills they got from hitting on someone or being hit upon.
The steady thump thump thump of the bass rang in my ears as I got a sense of the people closest to me. A group of girls -if they were over 18 I killed Roger Rabbit- standing to my right trying to get the attention of Brendon. I rolled my eyes looking to my left to see a small brunette closer to Nikki's part of the bar trying to get her attention to order a drink.
There was something familiar about here but I could not for the life of me wrap my mind around it. I searched the deepest crevices of my mind shaking awake the few dormant cells trying to remember where I saw this beautiful face before.
Granted I only caught what DJ D's light show allowed me to see but it surely was enough to see that this was no ordinary girl. Such determination shouldn't in anyway be on the face of such a small girl. Quite an obnoxious thing to think but it's true.
Amidst the sweaty scent of musk and alcohol being pierced I caught an intoxicating cinnamon scent coming from the woman next to me that drew me in closer. She stood on her tiptoes holding over the bar still trying and failing to get Nikki's or Brendon's attention.
"Hey what is it that you want to get?" I asked shouting slightly over the music.
She jumped away from me and looked incredulous at me.
"What does it matter to you?" She said her voice dripped in my ears sweetly like honey ever if she was being rude. She turned back to the bartenders ignoring any further advancement.
I raised my hand signaled for Nikki she came over to me.
"Sup?" She said
"Refill me please babe and this beautiful young lady here has been trying to get your attention all night" I said smoothly as she poured me another order of my drink.
I waited until she took the brunette's order and I leaned into her. "I was trying to assist you sweetheart" I whispered reluctantly pulling away from her grabbing my drink and headed over to the VIP section as quickly as I could without falling flat on my face.
How many drinks did I really have? I asked myself then realized I was questioning myself. Chuckling at the madness of it all I gave Gavin a bright smile as he pulled the curtain separating back New York's elite from the simpletons.
What a douche bag thing to say Again with the talking to myself thing. I took my phone from my pocket looking at the time. 1am I'm going to kill Santana Lopez when I see her. I placed the phone back into my pocket and sat back taking a sip of my drink. Looking around I noticed the VIP section had been a smidge scanty. These places often were at this time of the night where the party was just starting.
Closing my eyes I welcomed the change of my memory my mind conjured; no longer focused on the papers on my desk, replaced by the sexy brunette from the bar. I could smell the cinnamon from her hair. Such a weird thing to use in ones hair but she made it work for her. The scent got more pungent in my memory and I wondered just how affected I was by this girl.
A voice brought me out of my memories and I felt the loveseat I occupied dip as someone sat next to me.
"Did you hear me?" The voice asked and my eyes shot open. It was her, sitting next to me with semi-worried look on her face.
"Are you alright?" She asked I swallowed hard and nodded seemingly losing my voice.
"I was telling you I'm sorry for the way I reacted to your advancements and thank you for your assistance. I don't come to these places often and I questioned your intentions based on the typical bar stereotype one gets in these types of places" She took a sip of whatever she was drinking and I looked at her.
"It's perfectly fine, it's not every day a beautiful girl reduces me to a urban cliché" I replied
She rested back against the seat and I smiled.
"You look tired" I said
"Believe me I am. It's been a trying week and I just want to let loose." She said leaning into me as the music got louder.
I nodded understanding fully where she was coming from. "You're come to the right place then, this DJ is great and plenty of people to dance with" I replied
She shrugged coming closer to my ears and said seductively "Dancing isn't really my thing"
My breath hitched and I took another sip of my drink. Signaling the VIP waitress to get us refills I felt the brunette fall into me.
"So if dancing's not your thing why'd you come here?" I asked genuinely curious
"I needed to come somewhere they would never expect me to be" She replied nonchalantly
"Who are they?" I asked
"How about I tell you tomorrow?" She asked her hand easing it's was up my leg to the hem of my dress.
I laughed, flat out laughed at how forward she was being no one would expect such a beautiful person to be so forward but I decided to play along because as resisting this goddess was definitely not going to be easy.
"I think that can be arranged" I replied attempting to give her a kiss. She smiled brightly and jumped up.
"I would suggest my place but how about we go to yours?" She asked holding out her hand. This girl was definitely something else. I took her hand allowing her to lead me out the private entrance in the VIP section. My tab forgotten I shook my head as she pushed me up against the now closed door kissing me.
"You taste amazing" She slurred
"So do you. I think we should get a cab or something because there's no way in hell I can drive right now" I said pulling her to the front of the club.
"TAXI" She yelled making me laugh at how silly it looked to have her trying to signal one. Putting my hand out I hailed a cab and we both spilled in clumsily. I shot out the directions to my apartment and attached our lips.
"What's your name?" I asked mentally kicking myself for not asking this earlier.
"Lisa and you?" She said attaching her lips to my neck
"Quinn" I said stifling a moan. The driver stopped at a light and I looked around smiling.
"Hey guy, we'll walk from here" I took out a 20 and gave it to him. I grabbed Lisa's hand and stumbled the half a block walk to my house.
She smiled as I walked into my room with a bottle of Jack and two glasses. She sat against my headboard bobbing her head.
"What are you doing?" I asked handing her a glass. She looked at the glass and placed on the headboard and grabbed the bottle.
"I can hear a song in my head from the club" she took a Swig of the bottle and handed it to me. I took my heels off seeing she had already done the same and pulled sat next to her.
"Wanna do something crazy?" She asked kissing my neck
"With you hell yes" I breathed moaning loudly
The Morning After
RPOV
What the hell is that shrilling ringing in my ear? I thought. Ouch even my thoughts were too loud. Okay seriously what the fuck is that ringing? As if on cue a moan alerted me that I hadn't been alone.
My eyes fought against my brain's better judgment and opened. Adjusting to the pain in my head I saw a head of blonde hair splayed carelessly next to me attached to a pale body breathing steadily next to me.
At least she's living. Wait! SHE? Ow shit too loud Rach
Okay this is a dream; this has to be a dream. The ringing restarted and I searched for the origin.
"Oh god shut that off" The blonde said next to me turning and opening her eyes blinking rapidly. Her eyes were a beautiful hazel and she scowled at the sunlight obviously affecting her as well. I reached the culprit of our discomfort and stared at it. "This isn't mine"
She took the iPhone from me and answered.
"What San?"She answered rudely. I looked around the unfamiliar room trying to figure out where I was I turned to see a weird look on her face.
"What's wrong?" I asked suddenly concerned
She looked around the room for a remote ending her call and turned the television on. She flashed until she got to the channel she sought and pointed to the television. I turned to the television feeling every ounce of color draining from my face.
Sources have just confirmed that Broadway star Rachel Berry has indeed tied the knot. When asked about the lucky man to bag the 2 time Tony award winner the eyewitness had this to say. A young girl who looked barely 18 popped onto the television with what looked like a chapel in the background.
'You would think that she would've married that hunk of a boyfriend she has but and believe me when I tell you I'm as straight as they come but this woman she stumbled in here with was gorgeous. Lucky woman if you ask me.'
I couldn't watch anymore I turned it off as a picture of the blonde girl and I smiling brightly came over the television. My head hurt and not just from the hangover. My entire world felt like it was crashing down around me. What am I going to do how the hell can I get fix this. What was Noah going to say?
"Oh my god Noah" I said looking for my purse. The blonde girl long forgotten I turned got out of bed as naked as I was born searching for my purse.
"There it is" She said pointing to the couch where my dress spent the night.
I searched for my phone remembering I left it on silent not wanting to be bothered. Countless missed calls and text messages.
"What the hell happened lastnight?" The blonde asked capturing my attention.
"What's your name?" I asked
"Quinn Fabray and you are obviously Rachel Berry?" I nodded and we shook.
"It appears Quinn we got married"
"Worse hangover EVER" She said stumbling into the bathroom. I concurred as my phone lit up and Noah flashed across my phone.
"Oh shit" I muttered
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