Here's a new multi-chapter… Hope you like!
Mistakes are mine
I don't own anything so don't sue
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Rachel was finishing packing her suitcase when her friends walked into her room.
"Are you serious? You're still packing?" Quinn asked.
"I'm almost done." Rachel said.
"You know all you need is various bikinis that's all. Oh and cute short dresses for when we get our dance on at night." Santana grinned.
Brittany walked in. "Every thing is in the car. Why aren't you ready?"
"Okay okay I'm coming jeez." Rachel rolled her eyes.
Santana crossed her arms. "You better be ready in five minutes or we are leaving your Jewish ass behind."
"That's offensive," Rachel said back but she knew Santana didn't meant it that way.
"I don't think so. She is coming with us. Do you know how hard it was for me to convince her to come?" Quinn said annoyed.
"She needs to get out more. And have sexy times, I offered." Brittany said casually.
"You know I appreciate it Brit but I like penis," Rachel explained.
Brittany shrugged her shoulders.
"Rach a year is a really long time." Quinn said apologetically.
"I've been busy. And the more you talk to me the longer I'll take." Rachel said glaring at the three of them.
Quinn, Santana and Brittany left so Rachel could finish getting her things ready.
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Rachel, Quinn, Santana and Brittany got out of the taxi in awe.
"Ladies welcome to Puerto Rico. La Isla Boriqueña! This is gonna be so much fun!" Santana grinned at her best friends.
There were so many men and woman walking in and out around the hotel partying and making a lot of noise.
Santana grinned looked and smirked at all the deliciousness around her. "This is gonna be amazing."
"So many hotties I don't know what to do with myself." Quinn smiled excitedly.
"Q you have a man," Rachel glared at Quinn.
"Not anymore so that means I can have fun," Quinn raised an eyebrow as a challenge.
"Mmm this is gonna be fun." Brittany smiled.
Rachel shook her head amused at her friends. "Come on guys."
They grabbed their bags next to the taxi and headed inside.
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Quinn, Santana and Brittany followed Rachel to the front desk. A lot of men and women were checking out the four best friends.
"Hola," Santana smirked at the receptionist.
"Bienvenidas al El Conquistador Resort." The receptionist smiled greeting Santana and then Rachel.
Rachel smiled. "Gracias. You speak English?
"Yes," the woman smiled.
"Great. Reservation for Berry please."
"First name?" the receptionist asked.
"Rachel."
The woman typed in her computer looking for the name. "And what credit card will this be on." Rachel took out her card from the wallet and gave it to the woman. "Okay, Miss Berry four guests. You will be in our two bedroom ocean view suite 4 nights 5 days. Here are your keys and pamphlet. As you know it's Spring Break so there will be a lot of activities and parties going on. If you need any information we will be happy to assist. Is there anything else you need Miss?"
"That's it. Thank you very much." Rachel smiled.
"Enjoy your stay ladies."
"Muchas Gracias." Santana said leering at the receptionist.
"We will." Quinn smiled.
"Thanks." Brittany said.
The four of them walked to where the elevators were and waited for one to be available.
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Brittany opened the suite door and her mouth opened in awe. "Oh my…"
"Damn thanks Rach." Santana smiled excitedly walking further into the room.
"The least she could do is pay for our suite even though I know she's probably going to stay in here most of our vacation." Quinn smirked.
"She better not." Santana glared.
"She's right here." Rachel rolled her eyes annoyed and went to one of the rooms.
The suite was very comfortable. When they open the door to the suite the first thing they see is a living room with a 58 flat screen tv. Then next to the entrance door is the small kitchen. On one side is a room with double beds and on the other side there's another one with double beds as well.
When Quinn noticed Rachel was in the room and away from them she spoke, "Guys I really need your help here. She is still hung up on that asshole that we very well know broke her heart. I wanted her to come with us because she's way focused on her career I mean it's been a year..." Quinn started saying but was interrupted.
"We get it Q. We are gonna make sure she doesn't lock herself here in our amazing suite." Santana said.
"Yea plus she loves the beach so I don't think she'll protest to much." Brittany smiled.
"Thanks guys. Let's get dolled up and go down to the beach."
Quinn joined Rachel, and Brittany and Santana went to the other room.
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Quinn walked in seeing Rachel looking out the window. Her arms were crossed and she looked tensed and in deep thought. Quinn knew exactly what Rachel was thinking about. She sighed and put her luggage on the bed closest to the bathroom since Rachel had chosen the bed next to the window.
Rachel turned around and smiled as she went to sit on her bed.
"You okay?" Quinn asked.
Rachel nodded as she took out her different bikini styles.
"I really want you to have fun this week." Quinn said.
"I know." Rachel said trying to decide which swimsuit to wear.
Quinn grabbed her swimsuit and went to the bathroom.
Rachel changed to a red bikini and put on a short sundress over it and then flip-flops. She put her hair in a ponytail and put on a little bit of make up.
Quinn walked out of the bathroom. "You look great."
"Thanks so do you."
Quinn smirked. "I know."
Rachel smiled shaking her head.
"Okay lets get the girls." Quinn said.
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The four girls sat on the beach chairs with their sunglasses checking out the crowd.
"Guys are there even gonna be people our age?" Rachel asked.
"Who cares?" Santana asked.
Rachel raised an eyebrow. "Uh I do. We are 30 and I do not want to find my friends having sex with minors."
"They are not minors if they are 18." Brittany said defensively.
"Still that's twelve years difference, so wrong." Rachel shook her head.
"Rach come one. Live a little. Age is only a number." Quinn smiled.
"Hottie heading this way." Santana said checking the guy out.
The four of them watched as a guy with a lot of muscles in all the right places if you asked Santana, and who looked no older than 20 approached them.
"Hey my name is Brandon and there's a party tonight. Here's the info and you hot sexy ladies are welcome."
Santana grabbed the flyer and smirked at him. "We'll be there."
"Sweet. See you later." Brandon leered at them making Rachel feel uncomfortable as he walked away.
"Our first Spring Break party." Santana smirked.
"You found that amusing?" Rachel asked not impressed in the slightest.
"He's hot." Brittany said.
"I bet there will be a lot of hot guys there." Quinn said.
Rachel rolled her eyes at her horny friends. She loved them but sometimes their horniness was too much. Or maybe she really needed to get laid. Ugh her girlfriends are going to drive her insane during this vacation. She just knows it. Rachel took out her smart phone and focused on it.
"Rach what the hell?" Quinn asked softly hitting Rachel shoulders.
"What?" Rachel asked.
"You promised no work." Quinn said.
"I'm not. I'm just playing a game." Rachel said defensively.
Quinn raised an eyebrow. "Show me."
"No." Rachel said.
"You better put that away before I break it." Quinn snapped.
Santana scoffed. "She'll just buy a new one with a blink of an eye."
Brittany chuckled listening to her friends as she looked at the men and women walk around.
Rachel put the phone away but got up to put her sundress back on.
"What are you doing?" Brittany asked.
"I'm going back to the room." Rachel said.
Brittany pouted.
"Rach..." Quinn said.
"No stop. I know you guys want to help but you need to back off just a little bit. I'll see you later."
Rachel walked away from them.
Quinn was pissed.
"Q come on just-it's okay."
"No you weren't there when she cried herself to sleep nursing a bottle of alcohol for two weeks straight."
"He did a number on her huh?" Santana asked.
"You don't even know. Fucking asshole." Quinn muttered under her breath.
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Rachel was walking back when she saw the bar and hesitated for a second. She walked towards it with one goal in mind. Get absolutely drunk and not remember. She approached the bar and smiled at the bartender whose name she noticed from the nametag was Manuel.
"Como estas?" he asked.
"Um English?" she asked.
Manuel chuckled. "What will it be señorita?" he asked with a strong accent.
"Surprise me."
"You look like a fruity kind of girl."
Rachel chuckled. "Girl?"
He smiled as he started to prepare her drink. "Discúlpame señorita." He noticed the way she just looked at nothing at all. "Are you here for Spring Break?" he asked trying to maybe get her out of her thoughts.
"Yea but not like you think. I'm not in college like 90% percent of the people here." He put the drink in front of her and she took a sip. "Wow this is really good. And trust me I'm not much of a drinker."
"It's my job to know these things." Manuel winked at her.
"Thanks." She said as she took a sip.
"De nada. You know part of being a bartender is being a great listener."
"Maybe after I've drunk at least two more." She said.
Manuel chuckled and kept working as she drank slowly.
An hour later she was tipsy on the verge of drunk and spilling her guts out.
"And you know what he said? I don't love you anymore." She paused as if to take in what she said. "After four years of living together and engaged. He didn't love me anymore. Just like that." Her voice started breaking. "And then he has the audacity to ask me if we could still be friends. Ha. As if."
Manuel saw the tears in her eyes threatening to fall. "Ay mi amor." He sighed. "Maybe... he was just threatened by your career."
The tears finally fell but her eyes widened when she realized what he had said. She was going to say something but nothing came out as she opened her mouth.
"I recognized you as soon as you walked in here señorita Berry." Manuel smiled.
"How did you know?" she asked in a soft voice.
"Mi novio is addicted to Broadway." He smiled.
Rachel smiled as more tears fell. "Don't tell him you saw me like this. It's embarrassing."
"No llores mi amor. Don't cry. You to pretty for that." He said with his strong accent.
She laughed softly to herself. "Thanks. I just-I thought he was it. You know? Like the whole package. Marriage, babies white picket fence." She paused and chuckled dryly. "Well I'm from New York so there's no white picket fence but you know what I mean."
He smiled and nodded. "Si. I do."
Rachel sniffled. "I'm a 30 year old single successful Broadway actress but single and pathetic."
"You're not pathetic señorita. And you not just a Broadway actress. And if it makes it any better you look absolutely amazing for a 30 year old. Hermosa."
"Thank you Manuel."
He winked at her while cleaning the counter and getting the other three guests on the end of the counter their drinks.
She whined. "I'm drunk aren't I?"
Manuel laughed and nodded. "Getting there."
"Figures. Cause usually I don't talk to strangers this freely." She rested her head on her arms that rested on the counter. "You remember off my ex best friend. We went our separate ways years ago." She said as tears went down her face. "I miss him."
"Do you need me to call anybody?" he asked feeling really bad for her.
"No. I'll be fine. I'm just going to my room and pass out."
"I have a break coming up. I don't mind keeping you company while you walk to your room señorita." Manuel offered.
"No I'm good."
"Por favor? I wouldn't have to worry about you."
Rachel smiled. "Sure."
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Manuel was holding a drunk Rachel who was leaning against him and singing loudly with tears in her eyes down the hallway to her room.
"You're a good guy Manuel. Your boyfriend is lucky to have you." She said with more tears in her eyes.
They were getting closer to the door when they saw Brittany open their door to their suite. "She's here." Brittany said calling inside the room. Quinn and Santana walked out with Brittany as they held Rachel to her feet.
"Hola. She was at the bar for three hours. She's all yours."
"Thank you Manuel." Quinn said noticing his nametag.
"Buenas noches Manuel," Santana said.
"Buenas noches a ustedes." Manuel smiled and started to walk away.
"BYE MANUEL!"
He smiled at her and walked towards the elevators.
The girls walked Rachel inside.
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Quinn went to grab a wet towel from the kitchen as Santana and Brittany walked Rachel to her bed. She lay on the bed on top of the covers crying softly.
"Honey what happened?" Brittany asked.
"He's gone." Rachel whispered.
"Who's gone sweetie?" asked Santana.
Brittany and Santana were shocked because it was the first time seeing Rachel drunk.
Quinn of course had the pleasure for two whole weeks when the break up actually happened. She walked in and put the towel on Rachel's forehead.
"Maybe we should forget about the party." Santana said unsure.
Quinn shook her head. "No you two go have fun and I'll stay with her."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes. She complained at the beach about the party but she really wants you to have fun. Plus you are already dressed."
"Okay. But call us if you need anything."
"I will."
"See you later."
"Have fun girls."
Santana and Brittany left.
Quinn caressed Rachel hair and held the towel still.
"Oh God I think I'm gonna be sick." Rachel got off the bed and ran to the bathroom and Quinn right behind her.
Hours later...
Rachel opened her eyes and noticed it was dark and the light of the tv on. She looked at the clock and saw that it was midnight and groaned at the headache.
"Tylenol next to you." Quinn said without looking at her.
"Thanks." Rachel looked at the table and grabbed the two pills and swallowed with the bottle water. She lay back against the pillows and watched Quinn looking at the TV. "I'm sorry."
Quinn sighed and looked at her best friend. "Alcohol doesn't make anything better. You know I love it but I don't go crazy."
"I know." Rachel groaned. "How did I get here?"
"Manuel from the bar."
"Did you stay here with me the whole time?"
"What do you think?"
Rachel didn't say anything for a bit. She was annoyed with herself. She knew alcohol wasn't the answer and she never enjoyed drinking until the asshole broke up with her and she started drinking just to forget.
"You can go join the girls at the party if you want. I'm fine now."
"Nah I'll stay here. There's plenty of parties tomorrow."
Rachel didn't say anything and went to take a shower.
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Rachel walked out of the suite and saw her friends eating breakfast and talking about the party.
"How do you feel?" Brittany asked.
"I'm fine."
"We ordered you pancakes and fruit." Santana said.
Rachel smiled and joined the girls at the table. She noticed Quinn was still upset about last night. "Are you mad?" she asked.
"Yes."
"I said I was sorry."
"I know. But you are letting that asshole take control of your life."
Rachel kept eating knowing Quinn was right. Santana needed to break the ice.
"So guess who got laid last night?" Santana asked with a smirked.
"Who was the lucky guy?" Rachel asked.
"One guess." Brittany smirked.
"Ew really?" Rachel scrunched her nose.
"He was hot and let me tell you he definitely knows what he's doing." Santana grinned.
"What about you?" Quinn asked.
"I didn't get laid but there were a couple of guys and girls who got to make out with me." Brittany smirked.
"Are you coming with us tonight?" Santana asked Rachel.
"Yes."
"Good. And no more getting wasted unless it's with us."
"Trust me. I won't get wasted."
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The four girls were laying on the lounge chair checking out the craziness around them. There were laughing, screaming, music blasting, people making out and a lot of food in every corner. There was a DJ next to the bar drinking beer.
"Q that guy at the DJ table is totally checking you out." Santana smirked.
Quinn looked at the DJ and smiled at him but kept looking elsewhere.
"Oh my God, he's totally coming this way." Brittany smiled.
Quinn looked at the guy again and smiled.
"Hi I'm DJ Rick."
"Quinn."
"Nice to meet you."
"You too."
"Can I get you a drink?"
"I'm already drinking." Showing the beer bottle on her hand.
"Right." He smiled and started to walk away.
"What the hell are you doing?" Santana asked.
Quinn rolled her eyes and got off the chair. "Hey DJ Rick I'll take that drink."
He smiled and they both walked to the bar.
"I'm going for a swim." Rachel said.
"I'll go with you." Brittany said.
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For three days, the four girls went to parties and got drunk. Everyone did their own thing and they all were having a great time.
The fourth day, the crowd at a house party was crazy. They could barely move or walk around the house. Rachel was drinking from a red cup but she had been sipping it for two hours. She was not gonna get drunk tonight. As long as she had a drink on her hand no one would give her alcohol.
Santana and Brittany on the other hand, they were on their six drink and almost making out. Quinn was drinking and talking with DJ Rick in a corner and it looked like they were getting along. Rachel smiled. She was glad she had come with her girls.
She laughed when Santana grabbed some random guy and started making out with him and then a random girl. Brittany cheered as she made out with some guy who looked real young. Rachel hoped he was at least legal. She shook her head just thinking about it.
She looked around the room and her eyes went wide when she saw the last person in the world she thought would be in the same room as her. She took a sip of her drink when she saw him walking towards her with his signature smirk. She looked him up and down taking him in and then finally looked him in the eyes and smiled.
"Rachel Berry." He said.
"Noah Puckerman. What on earth are you doing here?"
TBC