"You Never Left Me Alone." - Chapter One
"I'll never leave you alone." She replayed his words over and over in her mind. She wished that that person was here right now with her, protecting her, but he wasn't, she was all alone. She slammed the door and tried with everything she had to keep him out, putting all of her body weight against the door. He banged his fist on the door much louder, she yelled out in frustration and fear finally allowing the tears to stream down her face. She was thrown forward as he bashed into the door, she screamed quickly pushing her back against the door, she slid her body down against the door and dropped down to the ground.
"Shit," she heard him curse behind the door. He sighed heavily and she felt the door shake a little as he leant against it. "Babe, I'm sorry."
All she wanted was to move into the bathroom and splash her face with water but she knew she could not move from the current position she was in. She knew that if she did he would come in and she didn't feel safe enough just of yet, normally it takes longer for him to calm down and realise what he is doing. She took a deep breath.
"Quinn, please just let me in I'm so sorry you know I just lose it sometimes," he said out of breath and in desperation. He didn't have to tell her that, to tell her that he's sorry because he's always sorry but the time was different, this time he pushed her a little too hard. She knew that this time she had to leave, Rachel was right she should of left a long time ago before any of this happened, after she graduated college. She should of never had agreed to come back with him to Lima, leaving the person who meant more to her than life itself. She should have never have let him use the excuse of sharing a child as a reason for love. She should have never believed in all the promises he made her because they all just ended up being broken promises, broken like they had become, broken like she had become just as broken as the skin on the side of her face.
"Please, just go, please?" she begged through her tears, she stood up and faced the door. She heard no movement and no sign of him attempting to reply or accept her request. "Please Puck," no reply. "Please Noah, Just go stay at a friend's or something." She heard him turn away and walk towards the door way. She sighed in relief and walked towards their bed, she sat at the corner of the bed. She heard him charge for the door, she reacted too late, he was standing before her. His eyes rimmed with dark circle, his shirt was dirty with stains. He kneeled before her.
"I really am sorry," she rested her forehead against his.
"I know you are." She said trying to smile through her tears. He would never let her leave, especially since she was the only source of income and he needed that money for his booze. But not only that Quinn lied to herself and told herself that she would never let her leave because he loved her, but how could someone hurt someone so much if they loved someone? Quinn realised she didn't have it that bad, she refused to feel sorry for herself. There were women out there that had if far worse than her, they were beaten daily, Puck had only pushed her around a couple of times but it was time, time to fix herself and live the life she planned for herself and promised to herself after Beth was born. She promised herself that no matter what happened she would live her life and live it to the best of her ability and right now she wasn't.
"I know you are. I just think that if you go stay at Johnny's or something we can get some space, you know?" She said trying to stop herself from crying. She shouldn't be this way. She was Quinn freaking Fabray. Nothing or no one will ever break her, not teen pregnancy or being disowned by her parents – nothing would break her, until now. She had let someone break her down and take pieces of her that she will never get back. She wasn't Quinn Freaking Fabray, she was Quinn, the girl that Puck had torn apart, the girl that was just an empty shadow of someone who used to be somebody. He left her there crying on the edge of their bed in the cheap excuse of a house they lived in. When she heard his pick up truck zoom away she moved immediately, pulling the closet doors opening searching for a suitcase. She pulled if down and threw it on the bed moving as fast as she could, terrified that he will come back. She started stripping all of her clothes of the coat hangers and grabbed her cell phone, dialling the one number she had memorised off by heart.
"I know I have no right to call you," she tried to keep her tears hidden but her voice told it all.
"Get to the airport, get on a plane. I'll meet you at the JFK." She heard him say with such determination and worry. She knew that he knew everything, it was impossible that he didn't know, so many people knew, they would see the bruises and say nothing to her but that didn't mean they didn't say anything to each other, the news was bound to make its way to New York most likely through Rachel Berry.
"I swear to freaking God if he lays one more finger on you I swear that he'll end up in a body bag," he sounded so furious, furious at her or Puck she wasn't sure but Quinn was sure she heard a hint of hate in his voice, not hate for Puck but hate for himself. The uneasiness had hit her, not only had she broke his heart and left him she left him hating himself. Hating himself for not fighting for her or hating himself for not intervening sooner, she was not sure, maybe he hated himself for breaking the promise he had made her so long ago. She zipped up the suitcase as she pushed the phone against her ear with her shoulder.
"Okay I'm coming," she said as she rolled the suitcase out the door taking one last look at the life that already seem like a distance memory.
"And Jesse?" she spoke into her cell phone. "No matter how far we were apart you were always with me, always in my heart. You kept your promise. You never left me alone."
A/N: This is my first darker piece and I hope you all like. I want to apologize for making Puck sound like such a wife beater when matter of a fact he really isn't. He just has a real bad temper and a drinking problem that is it. But of course that's not an excuse which is exactly why Quinn left.
There's heaps of info that you guys need to be filled in on about the past and I promise that will happen. Anyway review and tell me what you think! Let me know if you're interested in this story developing further or just to be made into a one shot or a multi shot story with about three chapters.
Anyway, REVIEW they make me smile and I'm still new at all this so you gotta let me know what you think and what areas need improvement.