Chapter Two: The Scariest day of the Year
When Patrick started singing, Rachel felt like the whole disaster of the last days was blown away.
She looked around, and saw everybody cheering for the three.
Football players.
Cheerios.
The Mathlets.
The Chess club.
The Wrestlers.
And the teachers.
It was like everybody forgot about bullying and high school for a while, and just had a good time.
But she still remembered the last two days.
It has been the worst day´s of her life.
It all began on Friday.
#
Rachel just got the news, that one of her fathers was a little sick, so she went to the hospital and met her other father.
"What exactly is wrong with daddy ?".
Her father sat down with her in the waiting room.
"Just a little stomachache, but you know him, he is so dramatic."
Rachel nodded, and sat on her hands, when she overheard one of the nurses talking to a doctor.
"... Multiple cuts on the right wrist, and one really deep one on the left, we are assuming a failed suicide, her brother has no idea what happened."
"What is her name again ?".
"O´Riley, Jade O´Riley."
"And her Brother ?".
"Patrick."
When Rachel heard that, she got up and followed the nurse.
And there Patrick was, smoking in the hallway.
"MR. O´Riley, would you please smoke outside ?".
Patrick looked at the doctor, and saw Rachel.
"Rachel ? What are you doing here ?".
Rachel pointed down the hallway.
"My father has a little thing, so I came, and I heard the doc talking about Jade, what happened ?".
The nurse stepped up aggressively.
"I don't know who you are, but it is not your place..."
Patrick stopped her.
"Relax, she is my fiance."
The nurse instantly stopped, and left.
The doc went in Jades room.
"I am you´r Fiance ?".
"They stopped complaining didn't they ?".
Rachel nodded.
"I found her in the tub, she cut her arms with a razorblades."
Rachel was surprised that he was so calm.
"Are you okay ?".
He nodded.
"It is not the first time, sometimes she is so stupid."
Rachel sat down next to him.
"So she tried before ?".
"Once, when our mother got sick, she tried to hang herself."
Rachel closed her eyes, feeling her stomach twist.
"Are you okay ? How is your dad ?".
Rachel shrugged her shoulders.
"I just got here."
"Jade really likes you."
Rachel looked at the door to her room.
"How do you know that ?".
"She mentioned you in her farewell letter."
That surprised Rachel.
"She wrote, that you and I should sing together, because we would rule the world."
Patrick laughed.
"She tried to kill herself, and her last words were,
You better get something going with Rachel, you two would be a kick ass duet."
Rachel smiled.
"Is she going to be..."
"Yeah, she did not loose a lot of blood, Jesse helped me getting her here safe."
Rachel shivered a little, when he said Jesse´s name.
"You really hate this guy ? What did he do to you ?".
When Rachel told him the whole Jesse fiasco, she could see that Patrick understood her feelings.
When Rachel was done, he stood up.
"He really convinced me, that he was a nice guy.
Sometimes in life, I wish I could get a peek inside of peoples brains, just to know how they really are.
You want a cup of coffee ?".
Rachel nodded, noticing the piece of paper, that dropped out of his jacket.
When he left, she picked it up, and unfolded it.
She read it, looking out if Patrick was coming back.
Dear Mr. O´Riley,
One last time, I honestly want to try to convince you, to even consider NYADA as an option for your future.
Next to this letter, there is a basic sign up form sent to you.
But I really wanted to add this personal note, just to show you how much I personally care about your future.
I doubt that this letter will change your mind, but I myself, and the whole NYADA crew would have regret it, if I did not even try.
We still hope that you change your mind, but if you should not, please know, that there will always be a free slot for you at NYADA.
Sincerely yours,
C.E. Johnson.
She wondered, what the NYADA way, then she noticed that there was something else written on the other side.
She flipped it over, and recognized Jade´s hand writing.
You better get something going with Rachel, you two would be a kick ass duet.
Please take the spot at NYADA.
See you in Hell XOXO
Jade.
She read the text twice, and she did not understand, why her farewell note was so shot, and meaningless.
"Words never were her strength."
Patrick was standing right next to her, holding out a cup of coffee.
Rachel took it, and gave him the letter back.
"I am so sorry Patrick, it fell..."
"It is okay Rachel, the text is mainly about you, so its fine."
She nodded.
"Are you taking that NYADA thing ?".
Patrick looked at her, stuffing the letter in his pocket.
"Thing ? don´t you know what the NYADA is ?".
The two were interrupted by the doctor.
"She is awake now Mr. O´Riley, but she does not want to see you."
"I don´t care, I want to see her."
Patrick passed the doctor, and walked to Jade´s room.
"You´r husband is really inpatient."
Rachel turned around to a nurse, looking at her.
"Husband ?... oh yeah, he is... just great."
She took off.
When she walked down the hall, she could see her fathers, talking to each other, pretty intense.
When she walked over, the mood changed to happiness.
"Hey sweetie, where have you been ?".
"Hey daddy, I was just down the hall, how are you ?".
Her fathers shared a look.
"I... I am fine honey, I just had a bad breakfast."
Rachel, not convinced about that answer, headed back to school.
The school on Friday was canceled, because of the decoration process for the Halloween party.
The Glee club members were called in anyway.
Mr. Schue saw it as an opportunity to prepare for Sectionals.
The club already decided, that Santana would open with Mercedes Benz by Janis Joplin, and then the whole group would perform a medley of Joan Jett.
Mr. Schue thought, that a couple of rock songs would polish their reputation a little.
To Rachel´s surprise, Patrick was there too.
She expected him to take a couple of days off.
Rachel went to Patrick instantly.
"Hey, how is Jade doing ?".
The whole club was listening quietly, when Rachel asked that question.
Patrick looked around, and saw that they were staring at him, all of them.
"Okay guys, all of you know what Jade did, and I know that you are all curious, and I really appreciate that you have kept quiet about that subject, but if you want to know something, just ask."
He then plugged his guitar in.
"She is fine, just a little pissed, that Jesse saved her."
The guys did not understand, but only Quinn had the courage to ask.
"Why is she angry ?".
Patrick laughed.
"What do you think ?, somebody tries to kill herself, and then she is happy, that her boyfriend saved her ?"
Quinn nodded.
"Yeah, kind of."
Patrick put the guitar down, and turned to the group.
"Look guys, that has not been a cry for help or something, she REALLY wanted to die."
The group stopped talking, when Mr. Schue entered.
"Guys, I have to talk to you about...
Patrick ? I heard about your sister, I figured that you would take the day off."
Patrick shook his head.
"Patrick please, I really want you to take the day off, maybe you can prepare for your Halloween party."
"Mr. Schue, I am..."
"Patrick get out."
Patrick put the guitar down, and walked out the choir room, clearly pissed off about Mr. Schue´s behavior.
As soon as Patrick walked out the door, Mr. Schue closed the door.
"Guys, we have a serious problem."
Rachel swallowed hard.
The last time Mr. Schue said that, Sue joined the New Directions.
"We cant let Patrick join the New Directions after the Halloween party, even if we can convince him."
The room answered in loud protest because Patrick just accepted to consider joining.
"Guys, please just hear me out."
Mr. Schue sat down.
"I just got out of a phone call, with a teacher from New York, to get some background information's on Jade, and I found out, that Patrick is the vocalist..."
Santana interrupted Mr. Schue.
"Yeah she told us that he is the singer in their band."
Mr. Schue shook his head.
"I mean, he is THE vocalist, the woman told me, that he won every music based competition in the tri-state area, in the last four years."
Rachel felt her stomach twist, when Mr. Schuester finished this sentence.
Could it be ?
All I wanted for the senior year, was staying of Finn´s radar, and win nationals.
And now ?
Now I get THE vocalist to compete with ?
"He can´t be that good, I mean you heard his voice when he is talking, he sounds like he had not stopped drinking and smoking in several years."
Quinn and Rachel agreed to Santana.
"Guys, I actually heard him sing on a recording."
Rachel starred at Mr. Schuester full of curiosity.
"Do you remember what Jade told us ?".
"That he sings way better than her."
Quinn continued Rachel´s sentences.
"Which is ridiculous, because Jade is already on Santana´s level."
Santana nodded.
"I am Santana, and I have to agree to Berry."
Mr. Schue stopped them.
"It IS true.
I am sorry for all male vocalists in this room, but I don´t know a single singer, me included, who can reach his level."
Now Rachel felt a little excitement for the Halloween party.
She still felt bad for the guys in the room.
*#
After The Rehearsal, Quinn decided to grab something to eat with Santana.
The two met in the Mall.
They went to a local restaurant.
"What do you think about Patrick ?".
Quinn took a sip from her soft drink.
"He was singing pretty good in the bar, but the song was rather less skill based than our songs."
Santana nodded.
"I say we let him join an kick Finn out."
Quinn laughed.
Santana put the menu she was holding aside.
"Quinn, what do you think about Halloween."
Quinn looked around.
"I like the decoration, but I am not a big fan of costumes."
Santana shook her head.
"No.
I thought we could plan a surprise for Rachel."
Quinn did not want to harm Rachel anymore then she already did, but she still listened to Santana.
"Have you not read the story Santana ?
The girl ends up killing everybody."
Santana laughed.
"Are you scared ?
It will work Quinn, trust me."
Quinn ordered a salad, and listened to Santana rambling on about her plans for Rachel.
Then She got a phone call.
"Yes ? Who is this ?".
"Hey Quinn, this is Patrick, I was wondering if you could help me with the decoration for the party, Jade was supposed to but I think that is no option right now."
Just about now Quinn would have accepted anything that could get her away from Santana´s evil plans.
*#
When Rachel arrived at home that Friday, her fathers were waiting for her.
They were sitting on the couch, forcing Rachel to sit in the middle.
Cookies and tea were waiting on the couch table.
"Oh god, whats wrong ?".
"What do you mean honey ?".
Rachel sat up straight.
"Last time you made me tea, grandma died."
Her fathers looked at each other.
"Well, today at the hospital Rachel, we..."
Rachel swallowed.
"Found out that I..."
She looked at her father, to the right.
"Am getting surgery on my Stomach."
Rachel took a second to get her thoughts straight.
"Is it a major problem ?".
Her Fathers shook their heads.
"It is minor surgery, nothing big."
"So its something big."
Rachel noticed the tone of her father, saying it was nothing big.
"What ? Sweetie no..."
"Dad, I know you long enough to know when you lie to me."
Her fathers shared another look.
"Okay there might be... a little..."
Rachel heard her father mumbling something.
"A what now ?".
"Lump."
She looked at her father in shock.
"You have a tumor ?".
Rachel jumped up , looking at the two.
"We kind of hoped you did not know what a lump was."
Rachel got a little angry.
"You might have stomach cancer, and you thought it was the right choice, to tell me that you have minor surgery ?"
The two looked to the floor, like two children who just got caught steeling a cigarette from their mom.
"Rachel we just tried to protect you from..."
That moment Rachel snapped.
Before she could say something that she would regret later, she left the house.
She went straight to the bus station, not knowing where to head.
She just blindly got into the bus, and drove to the first place that came to her mind.
*#
Patrick was in the auditorium, preparing the stage for the Halloween party with Quinn.
"How is your sister ?".
Patrick sat down on a fake pumpkin, and pulled a beer out of his cooler bag.
"She´ll be fine, she is just mad at Jesse."
He noticed Quinn got uncomfortable about the beer.
"You really don´t dig alcohol do you ?"
She thought about it a while, and then she remembered.
"Oh yeah, the bar."
He nodded.
"Why is everyone pressuring me to sing ? Do you know anything about that ?".
Quinn sat down next to him.
"I think they are intimidated, and they just want to get it over with."
Patrick sipped from the bottle, and looked at her.
"Why would they be intimidated ? I sang bad the other night you heard me, and no one else ever heard me sing."
Quinn nodded.
"Mr. Schue heard you on a tape."
Patrick laughed.
"I knew something was going on.
He probably told you all about my name."
Quinn did not understand.
"What is it with your name, except that you don´t have a Face Book account."
He laughed again.
He took her smart phone out of her hands, and typed something.
"Go nuts."
He gave it back to her.
"Who is Patrick Verona ?".
Suddenly she found tons of videos from music competition, and even various social media accounts.
"Its my real name."
He could see her confusion building up.
"There were some shit I did not want everyone to find out, so I changed my last name to O´Riley when I came to Ohio."
Quinn put her phone away.
"Why are you telling me ?".
He took another sip.
"I kinda trust you Cupcake."
She laughed over cupcake.
In that very moment, a very pale Rachel Berry entered the auditorium.
She looked very confused.
"oh... I am sorry... I will just..."
She wanted to turn around, when Patrick stopped her.
"No, stay."
She walked up the stage, and sat down across the two.
"Rachel, are you okay ?".
Quinn looked at Rachel, who was starring at the floor.
"I think one of my dads has cancer."
Quinn instantly walked over to Rachel, and hugged her.
"Oh my god, I am so sorry Rachel."
She sat down, stroking Rachel´s hair.
"Why are you here now ?".
Rachel wiped away a single tear.
"I... WE had a fight, and I just left."
Quinn seemed to understand, but Patrick just kept painting his backdrop.
"Why are you two here ? Are you on some kind of a date ?".
Patrick laughed.
"No, I just needed some help with the stage, and you did not answer your phone, otherwise I would have asked you too."
Rachel nodded.
Patrick picked up a beer, and gave it to Rachel.
"No Patrick, Rachel does not..."
Quinn was interrupted by Rachel, grabbing the beer, and choking it down like she had not drank in months.
"Wow."
Rachel coughed.
Patrick sat down on the floor next to Rachel, and gave her another one.
"Patrick, do you think it is smart to get drunk right now ?".
Patrick shook his head.
"Nope, it is sure as hell not smart."
He looked at the confused, crying Rachel.
"But it helps."
Rachel nodded, and started drinking the next one.
After some time and a couple of beers later, Rachel was a little buzzed.
Patrick was not even a little rocked.
Quinn just had one sip from Rachel´s beer.
"Patrick, I just had three beers, and you had four, how come I am more drunk than you ?".
Patrick laughed.
"First of all, you are probably five foot two, and a hundred pounds.
I am nearly six foot four, and two hundred pounds.
And second I am in training."
Rachel nodded.
"Patrick remember what you told me back at the hospital ?".
Patrick looked at Rachel and nodded.
"I assume you mean the brain thing."
Rachel looked at him.
"I think I get what you meant now."
Patrick shook his head.
"I don´t think that applies on that situation."
Rachel nodded.
"Don´t get me wrong, I would just wish, people could see in my brain from time to time."
Patrick laughed.
"What´s so funny ?".
"People like you and me, people would not get us from our brain."
Rachel looked deep in Patrick´s eyes.
"What do you mean ?"
He did not change his facial expression at all.
"People like you and me, we don´t listen to our brains, we only listen to our hearts."
For a second, Rachel could see the real Patrick behind his facade.
"Sometimes I just think it would be better for everyone, if I would just listen to one of the countless comments on my my space videos."
Quinn shook her head.
"Please don´t."
"Wait, what comment´s ?".
Patrick looked at the two.
"Just the basic "Please Kill yourself" thing."
Patrick nodded.
"Do you have a dream Rachel."
Rachel looked at Patrick, not knowing what this sudden change of subjects meant.
"Yeah, kind of."
"Tell me about it."
She looked at Quinn.
"No, it is... just childish."
Rachel was surprised she answered like that.
"There are no childish dreams."
Patrick stood up.
"Why don´t I tell you about my dream first."
He walked to his backdrop, and kept painting.
"From the moment my mother got sick, I was in charge for my brother and sister."
Rachel interrupted him.
"Where is your dad."
He looked up for a second.
"Died in Ireland."
Rachel stopped asking.
"Anyway, since my mother got sick, I only wanted one thing for Jade and Scott.
I always wanted to give them... us, the life that we deserved."
Rachel swallowed her question.
"And I always wanted to follow my mother´s last will.
Get Married.
Have a kid.
Work an honest job, and live a normal life.
And then finally, return to Ireland."
"Why can´t you go back now ?".
Patrick looked at Quinn.
"I promised my father when I was fourteen, that the next time I came back to Ireland, was with a family."
Quinn stood up.
"I thought your father died in Ireland."
Patrick nodded.
"He is probably dead by now."
Rachel felt a cold shiver on her neck.
"You don´t know where your father is ?"
Patrick cleared his voice.
"Anyway, I could never hold this promise anyway, I don´t want to go to Ireland."
Rachel sat down next to him, and helped him paint.
"Why not ?".
"Well, I only have bad memories of Ireland, and I think Jade, Scott and
me are better off here."
Rachel laid on her back.
"Well my dream is quiet simple."
Patrick looked at her.
"I want to be a big Broadway star."
He nodded.
"Then you don´t have a reason to kill your self."
Rachel looked surprised.
"See Rachel, the world is a mean, nasty and unfair place, and if there is a god, he is a mean motherfucker."
Rachel blushed over his language, and Quinn giggled.
"My point is, you can be the toughest person on the earth, with fists like sledge hammers, and smart like Einstein, but you will not survive long."
Quinn sat down next to Rachel, listening to Patrick.
"Because it is not about how smart you are, or how hard you can hit somebody, it is about how hard you can GET hit, and still keep going."
Rachel felt a little better.
"Or, to quote a good friend of mine."
He looked at Quinn.
"If you are neck deep in shit, you have exactly two choices."
Quinn knew he was referring to the bar the other night.
"You either drown, or you start to swim."
Rachel thought about that for a second, and then watched Patrick standing up, throwing away his painting brush.
"Well, I am done here, what do you think we go get something to eat, I am paying."
*#
When The three arrived at the small pub, Patrick maneuvered them to a small both.
He went to the bar to get some drinks and some food.
Quinn sat on the opposite of Rachel.
"Do you really want to drink anymore ?".
Rachel just nodded.
"Please be careful.
I remember drunk Rachel from the last party."
Rachel again just nodded.
She staring at Patrick very concentrated.
"Rachel ? Are you listening ?".
Rachel turned to Quinn.
"Patrick is so hot, don´t you think ?".
Quinn rolled her eyes.
"No.
I mean yes, but Rachel No.
Don´t do this.
You will regret it."
Quinn felt like she was talking to a wall.
When Patrick returned, he took place next to Rachel.
"Here you go.
Some Caesar wraps and some beer."
"What is that."
Rachel opened a bottle that Patrick had put on the table.
"That is pretty strong Irish whiskey, you might want to..."
Rachel lead the bottle to her mouth, and took a couple of big sips.
"Oh boy."
Quinn watched Rachel putting the bottle down.
She knew Rachel was really wasted right now.
Maybe she will just fall asleep.
Rachel stood up.
"I love Irish whiskey !".
She yelled across the pub.
Her answer was a wave of cheers and a small applause.
She sat back down.
Then she put one arm around Patrick, and started Kissing him wildly.
"I knew that would happen."
Quinn was now talking to herself.
Patrick cupped Rachel´s face, and pushed her away.
"Rachel, you are way too drunk so that I could trust your Judgment."
Quinn was surprised that he stopped her.
"Any other boy would have totally used her."
Rachel went to the jukebox while Patrick and Quinn were talking.
"Yeah.
Well, in Ireland we have only one rule with drunk chicks:
Drunk is okay, but make sure she remembers the night, and that she knows what she is doing."
He pointed at Rachel.
"And she will neither remember the night, nor does she know what she is doing."
Quinn smiled.
"Patrick Verona, you are more honorable then I thought, considering you don´t even liker her."
Patrick shushed her.
"Rachel can´t find out my name, or she will stalk me.
And What do you mean ?"
Quinn just rose her eyebrows.
"I saw the way you looked at her during Jade´s songs, and during dodge ball.
You think she is annoying don´t you ?"
Patrick laughed.
"At first, yes.
Now.
Not so much."
Then Rachel came back.
"Let´s go and Party."
"I think you partied enough.
I think I should drive you home."
Quinn agreed.
She took the bus home.
#
Patrick drove Rachel home.
She was clearly in no condition to ride the bus.
When he arrived at the Berry house, he noticed that the lights were still on.
"I can walk now."
Rachel tried to stand up, and fell of the bike.
Patrick stopped the machine, and got off it.
He kneed down to Rachel.
"Are you alright ?".
"Please, just keep driving, just let me sleep out here.
Or maybe you want to join me ?"
She stroked the grass next to her.
Patrick laughed, and lifted Rachel up.
He was now carrying her.
He walked up the stairs, and knocked on the door.
When the two men opened the door, Patrick could see how worried they were.
"Rachel ?! Honey, what did you do ?".
Patrick handed her to one of the two, and he instantly wanted to drive home.
"Wait, Patrick O´Riley."
He turned around, and one of the fathers fell in his arms.
"Thank you, a million times thank you.
Every other boy would have taken this opportunity to do unspeakable things with our little angel, but you Mr. O´Riley, you sir are a real gentlemen."
Patrick broke the hug, and nodded confused.
"Sure, whatever."
"Is there anything we can do to pay our dent ?".
Patrick thought about it for a while.
"Yeah, you can stop calling me Mr. O´Riley."
Her fathers shared a look, and nodded.
When they turned around, Patrick was already on his bike.
He started the engine, and left the house with the waving men in front of it.
*#
When Rachel woke up on Saturday, she did not even remember drinking enough so she could get hung over.
But she sure was hung over.
She was in her bed, which was good, but she also was naked, which was bad.
She found her dress laying on the stairs, in front of her door.
She put on a robe, and went downstairs.
Her fathers were gone.
She found a note on the kitchen counter.
Went away until Friday, to give you some space.
Money and car keys are in the top drawer of the dresser in our bedroom, in love D&D.
She thought about it like a medal with two sides.
On one it is great, that she has some time to figure some stuff out.
On the other it is really bad that her fathers are gone for such a long time in such a bad situation.
She decided to skip breakfast, and directly take a shower.
She even skipped her beloved morning workout.
When she got out of the shower, she laid down on the couch in the living room, and took some medicine for her headache.
When her phone rang, she almost had a heart attack.
"Who is this ?"
"Rachel ? Finally you answer the phone, I just wanted to know if you are okay, you seemed very "different" last night."
Rachel wondered what she could have done, if even Quinn called to see if she was okay.
They were past the thing with Finn, and they got a little closer, but they were still very distanced to each other.
Usually.
"Yes, thank you for checking in on me, excuse me being rude here, but what do you want Quinn ?".
Rachel could hear Quinn exhaling quiet loud.
"Okay, Rachel I want to talk to you about something I heard from Santana and I thought you might want to know."
Quinn stopped talking for a while.
"Quinn ? I really don´t have much time."
Rachel heard a whispering voice in the back.
"Rac... I have to go now, I am glad that you are okay."
The last thing Rachel heard before the hang up click, was a giggle.
She knew something was going on, she recognized Santana´s voice when Quinn hung up.
It seems like Quinn tried to warn Rachel about something, and when Santana entered, Quinn had to end the call.
Rachel was no moron, so she figured out that Santana obviously had planned to do something to Rachel to once more humiliate her in public.
I cant believe that.
What did I ever do to Santana ?
Why does she always have to torture me ?
Rachel laid on that couch the whole Saturday, trying to figure out what Santana may have planned for her.
She was pretty sure it would happen then next night, during the Halloween party.
For a moment she decided to just stay home, but she really wanted to hear Patrick sing.
She went over every single scenario about the next day, and she concluded that she wanted to go to the party, but she would only wear a last season dress, so if Santana´s torture was dirty in any kind, Rachel would not have to worry about her clothing, and she would leave all her electronics at home, in case it got wet.
She would only wear cheap jewelry and she would wear her hair up.
It would have been a lot easier on her, if she hadn't promised Mercedes and Kurt that she would come.
Then she could just skip the party.
During the planning Rachel got a call from her dads.
They explained why they kept it from Rachel.
"So you see honey, it is nothing life threatening, and we did not want to put you in the place that you worry all the time over nothing."
Rachel did not share the opinion that a tumor was nothing, but she felt a lot better after the talk.
After her plan for the next day was standing, she decided to call Jade.
"This is Jade."
"Hey Jade, how are you feeling ?".
She heard Jade shushing somebody.
"Hey Rach, I am very good, actually I was released already."
"Wow, that is awesome."
"Well, to be honest I released my self."
Rachel said nothing.
"Are you going to the Halloween Party tomorrow ?"
Rachel again heard a voice in the back.
"Yeah, I think so.
Who is with you ?".
"Patrick and Jesse, why ?".
Rachel ignored her saying Jesse´s name.
"Can I speak to Patrick for a second ?".
"Sure."
Rachel heard some crackling sounds.
"Whats up Rachel ?".
"Do you know anything about Santana´s plan ?".
"What now ?"
Rachel heard Jade and Jesse talking in the back.
"Santana has some kind of prank planned for the Halloween party, and I thought you might know something."
"I am sorry Rachel, I know nothing, but I can ask around if you want."
Rachel took her time with the answer.
"Yes please, I would be glad if I could avoid at least one public humiliation this year."
"Sure, I totally understand Rachel, I am sure ill find something."
She heard some crackling sounds again.
"Rach ? What is up with Santana ?".
"Nothing, just something Quinn told me."
"Are you sure she is not just messing with your head ?".
"Yeah, I think she really tried to warn me about something that Santana is planning."
"Wow, if Quinn is warning YOU about something, it has to be really cruel."
Rachel ignored her thoughts.
"Anyway Rach, I got to go, Jesse is taking us out for Pizza, do you want to join ?".
Rachel really would have loved to join them, but not with Jesse.
"No, Thank you anyways Jade, and take care."
"Yes, and don't worry so much, Patrick is checking that thing with Santana."
Jade hung up.
Rachel turned on the TV, and watched the weather reports.
"...And for tomorrow we are expecting a cloudy day, with a thunderstorm in the evening, that was it for the weather Frank..."
Rachel turned the TV off again, and laid down again.
Maybe ill have the luck of dying in my sleep.
*#
When Patrick finished calling around, he found out that Santana was planning something with some cheerios and it also seemed like some glee kids were in this as well.
It seemed to be something quiet big.
He found out that Santana bribed the Janitor, so she could access the student files, and the room in which the party was going to be.
He had luck that he and the janitor´s son shared beer once in a while, otherwise he would have found out nothing.
He decided to keep the information between Jade, Jesse and him.
He explained everything to the two.
"And that is why I need you two to help me keep an eye on Rachel when I am on stage."
Jade got a little worried.
"But I will be on stage as well."
"That´s when Jesse is getting his chance to make up with Rachel."
Jesse nodded.
"I hope she will be fine, it sounds like Santana is really planning her Symphony no.40."
Patrick agreed.
"Santana had access to the student files, so we need to keep her away from every microphone, and from the Principals office."
As the three planned how to protect Rachel, the time passed.
Jesse decided to crash on the couch, and around two am, everybody was asleep.
The next morning was quiet stress full.
Patrick had to get all his equipment to the school, and Jade had some stuff as well.
His chopper was too small, so Jesse agreed to drive the two with his jeep.
When they arrived at the school, they realized that their stage was decorated way to childish.
"Brittany obviously thinks that two paper skeletons and three pumpkins with carved faces are scary enough."
Jade agreed with Patrick, that the stage needed a redecoration.
Patrick threw some chains around, and sprayed some of the props with a graffiti can.
When he was done, Jade spilled some blood red painting color she found in the room.
When they were done, Jesse made the judge.
"It looks like a live version of Hellraiser.
I like it."
When they gave the stage the last touch with personal equipment, the band arrived for the sound check.
Patrick decided to go with the glee band.
The band decided not to wear costumes.
The songs were pretty clear.
Patrick would start with Heaven and Hell from Black Sabbath.
Then Jade would join him on the stage with a singing solo of her choice, and the two would then perform Somebody that I used to know.
Patrick then would do a medley of Royal Republic, and then he would sing his own solo.
Then he would sing two songs as a tribute for a band that he really liked.
He wanted to sing Cocaine and You better die Young from Nomy.
And two songs would be improvised.
Patrick was quiet nervous.
Not because of the gig, but because of Rachel.
She really seemed like she could not take any more crap from others.
Patrick and Jesse hung out at the school until the party started, and Jade went to a close bar.
"How are things going with Jade ?".
Patrick wanted to talk to Jesse since Rachel told him the story of him and her in the hospital.
"Pretty good I guess."
"Jesse can I ask you something ?".
"I think I know what this is about."
Patrick looked at him.
"Its about how I treated Rachel right ?".
Patrick blew some air through his nose.
"Well, yes."
"Okay, Patrick you have to understand how I changed."
Patrick stopped him.
"I am bot judging you Jesse I just..."
"Yes you are, and I deserve it."
That surprised Patrick.
"But I really like your sister, all I am asking for is a chance."
Patrick was hesitating to believe him.
"Trust me Patrick, if I do anything to harm your sister in any physical or psychological way, you have my permission to beat the living crap out of me."
Patrick nodded.
"If you are saying the truth and you actually do like Jade, you have nothing to worry about."
Jesse exhaled happy.
"But the thing I wanted to ask you in the beginning was, why did you never apologize to Rachel ?".
He saw Jesse getting really sad.
"I barely can manage being in the same room as her without getting sick over how I treated her."
Patrick sat down on the edge of the stage, and Jesse followed him.
"I would apologize to her, but I just don´t think that it is enough."
Patrick agreed.
"No, it is not enough, but it is a start."
Jesse nodded.
"I guess ill apologize tonight, when we are alone.
Now can I ask you something ?".
Patrick nodded.
"Why do you care for Rachel that much ? Not that it is something bad, I just mean, do you like her ?".
Patrick drank from his water bottle.
"It was the first week when Jade and I arrived in Ohio.
It was in the middle of the summer vacations, and I was invited to take a spin around the school when it was closed, so I took the opportunity.
I walked through the halls when I heard two voices, and I followed them to the auditorium.
It was a couple fighting.
After a while, the boy took off.
The two obviously just broke up."
Jesse did not see where he was going with this story.
"After the boy was gone, the girl walked up the stage and sang.
It is all coming back to me.
Her voice was so amazing, all I wanted to do was to sing along with her."
Jesse started to understand a little.
"But there was one thing next to her siren like voice."
Patrick stood up.
"Her face."
Jesse rose his eyebrows in question.
"I mean the fact that they just broke up and she sang was amazing enough, but her face."
Jesse could see Patrick slightly drifting back to the day he saw her face.
"Her face spoke a thousand words.
She meant every single word she sang.
And she gave her very best in every note."
Patrick closed his eyes and smiled.
"When she was done, it took me everything I had not to give her standing ovations."
He opened his eyes again.
"The next day, I went back to the auditorium, and she was there again, training her vocal chords.
And the day after that.
And the day after that.
And the day after that.
And the day after that.
That went on and on for two weeks, and then I stopped going.
Did you know I grew up in New York ?".
Jesse nodded.
"Did Jade tell you our real last name ?".
Jesse shook his head.
"Can I trust you with a secret ?".
Jesse put one hand on his heart.
"I swear I wont tell."
Patrick laughed.
"Okay then.
Did you ever hear of the name Patrick Verona ?".
Suddenly Jesse ripped his eyes wide open.
He jumped off the stage, and pointed at Patrick.
"You are Patrick Verona ? The underdog Patrick Verona !".
Jesse obviously knew the name.
Patrick stopped him.
"Stop yelling, and yes that is me."
Jesse sat back down.
"Why aren't you..."
"Jesse, let me finish my story."
Jesse nodded.
"My point is, now that you know who I am, you can trust my musical taste, and I am telling you, I never heard anything like her."
Jesse nodded excited.
"On the first day of school, Jade introduced that girl to me.
Rachel Berry."
Patrick gave Jesse a sign, to ask his question.
"Last thing I heard, you were supposed to star in a off- Broadway play, what happened ?".
Patrick nodded.
"It was called "Angel".
It got canceled because of some legal issue with some bands."
Jesse did not understand.
"Oh yeah, I did not mention.
It was a Musical based on the best Broadway and classic Rock songs."
Jesse´s eyes sparkled.
"That sounds really awesome."
Patrick and Jesse talked about Angel until Jade came back.
Jade was not exactly happy that Patrick told Jesse their real name.
*#
When Rachel got ready for the party, she packed a small towel and some extra tissues, just in case.
She was wearing a white summer dress that had been hanging in her closet for about three month now, and she was planning on wearing it on her anniversary with Finn, so she thought if Santana is ruining it, it would not hurt that much.
She wore her hair open anyways, otherwise the dress wouldn't look as good.
She decided not to wear any jewelry at all.
She kept it nice and simple.
Her mind was set on her A-Game.
She knew Santana would ruin her night, but that also meant that all eyes were on Rachel, so she just had to be perfect.
At least she had to behave and look as perfect as possible.
Mercedes picked her up at eight pm.
Mercedes, Kurt and Rachel were going to the party solo.
Kurt planned on going with Blaine, but Blaine had to leave town for the weekend.
And Rachel and Mercedes weren't asked to the party, so they just went solo.
When they arrived, Rachel noticed, that Jade and Jesse were keeping a space for Rachel.
The place was really close to the stage, and after all Rachel was there to hear Patrick.
She decided to take the place, no matter what Jesse would say or do, her night was already going to ruined by Santana.
"Hey Rach, I feel like we haven't seen each other so long, how are you ?".
Rachel and Jade fell into a conversation.
#
Quinn and Santana saw that Rachel arrived.
"Can´t you just let it go ?"
"What ? Are you kidding Fabray ? Everything is set up."
Quinn sat next to Santana on a table in the corner of the room.
"I am just saying, we have done enough to her.
I think she knows we don´t like her."
"You don´t get it Quinn, this is just the beginning.
Rachel thought her last year would be different, but I will make it remarkable for her.
She will remember her last year at McKinley for a long time."
Quinn did not like the sound that Santana made after the sentence.
Fascinating.
Santana might not even get her graduation notes straight, but when it comes to torturing people, she really is sparking with passion.
"Have you ever hated a person that much, that you just wanted her to suffer every moment you are near her ?".
Quinn was a little scared at this moment.
"Well, no.
Not exactly."
"Come on Quinn, you have been like a sister to me.
We both loved playing mind games, and tricking people.
Hell we even joined Glee together to destroy it.
What did ever happen to that plan anyways ?".
Quinn just laughed.
"You said yourself that you liked being in Glee."
Santana shook her head.
"I never said that."
Quinn just ignored her.
"Lets get something to drink."
The two stood up, and went to the bar.
#
Patrick was checking the room from behind the curtain.
About a hundred people.
Not a really big gig, but still enough.
Santana and Quinn are standing at the bar, looks like they are having a good time.
I hope Santana is just letting it go.
When Patrick walked out on the stage, all eyes wandered over to him.
Over the last weeks, he made friends with basically all of the glee kids, and pretty much every sports man at the school, even Korofski and him cleared the air between them.
That made him a more popular person than everybody in the glee club combined.
"McKinley High, are you ready to Rock ?".
Patrick was answered by a loud cheer.
Since the room was a little small for a hundred people, the cheer seemed a lot louder than it actually was.
"This first song is one of my favorites."
Patrick kept an eye on Santana during Heaven and Hell.
Rachel seemed to have a good time with Jade.
Jesse was looking out for any kind of trouble as well.
So far so good.
I should get Jade backstage for her big solo.
We got like six minutes.
#
Rachel was not impressed by Patrick´s voice.
After Mr. Schue´s speech she was hoping for an vocal explosion.
"You´r brother is good."
Jade laughed at her.
"Please, this is not even close to his real sound, did you expect him to sing a hundred percent tonight ? Anyway, I have to go backstage."
Rachel cranked her hopes up yet again, that Finn could be replaced as male lead vocal.
She liked the was Finn sang, but she did not feel any connection anymore.
I hope Jade is not just Bragging.
Patrick looks good tonight.
He seems a little familiar.
Patrick was wearing a tank-top.
Over the tank top, he wore a black leather jacket.
Rachel, for the first time, took a closer look at Patrick himself.
He had a pretty masculine face.
He had dark, long hair that was wildly, yet structured combed back.
He had some kind of a Johnny Depp goatee.
His eyes were dark brown with a touch of green in it.
She noticed that before.
Right now she couldn't actually see his eyes because he was wearing a pair of sunglasses.
Over his left eye, he had a big scar on the lid.
He was about six feet four tall, and he was weighing about a hundred and ninety, maybe two hundred pounds.
He body type was rather muscular.
Not really a six pack kind of guy, but still really fit looking.
Patrick is an attractive man, why didn't that occur to me before ?
Rachel´s thoughts were interrupted by Patrick.
"Thank you McKinley high, and now, I want to introduce my sister to you.
Please welcome Jade !".
Patrick again was answered, and Jade was welcomed by a huge wave of applause and cheering.
Jade sang Mercedes Benz from Janis Joplin.
She really nailed that song.
"She is really good."
When Rachel turned her head, she saw Jesse sitting down next to her.
"What do you want St. James ?".
"Rachel look, I know I can´t even begin to imagine how you felt when I..."
Rachel interrupted him.
"Yes, you can´t."
"That´s my point.
The only thing I CAN do, is apologizing to you, and promising that something like that will never happen again."
Rachel listened concentrated to Jade singing.
"Patrick told me and Jade about Santana´s plan, and I am just sitting here to try to get even."
Rachel looked at him.
"Up until now, I thought you were in this with Santana."
Jesse opened his jacket.
He was wearing a breakfast club costume.
He looked like John Bender.
Rachel, Quinn and Kurt were actually the only people who were not wearing a costume.
"I guess I had that one coming."
Rachel ignored that sentence.
"Anyway, did you see anything suspicious tonight ? Did Santana talk to you at all ?".
Rachel shook her head, slightly gaining trust in Jesse.
"Finn is the only one who I saw talking to Santana the whole night.
And they were talking about Stephen King."
Rachel saw Jesse looking confused.
"Who the hell is that ?".
"Just one of the most famous authors of all times."
Rachel acted smart, but she actually had no idea who he was until she googeled him.
On Stage, Patrick and Jade started singing Somebody that I used to know, and the party really started.
Almost everybody was dancing.
"What do you think about Patrick ?".
Jesse smirked.
"I think he is underrated."
Rachel shook her head.
"For now, he is not a competition for Finn."
Jesse stood up.
"Why don´t you Google Patrick O´Riley, and tell me what is odd."
Jesse left.
Rachel pulled out her smart phone, and googeled.
She found nothing.
The name only had four hits.
A Facebook page, created that afternoon, an Irish Pub called O´Riley´s, in which the owner was called Patrick.
Some Patrick O´Riley from Canada who had a blog, and a New York Times article about the most famous Irish names.
Rachel had not even realized that the song had ended, and that Patrick was taking a break.
"What´cha doing ?".
Rachel shook up when Jade jumped up behind her.
"Geese, you almost scared me to death Jade."
She laughed.
"Today is Halloween, everybody is allowed to scare somebody today."
Rachel nodded.
"I guess you are right."
"Why were you googeling my brother ?."
Rachel blushed.
"I... well... I did not."
Jade nodded.
"Yeah you were, I saw it on you phone."
Rachel changed the subject.
"I am thirsty, lets hit the bar."
Jade followed Rachel.
"Lets "Hit" the bar ? What the hell is going on, that is not the way you are usually talking."
Rachel ordered a water, and turned to Jade.
"Okay, I´ll be honest with you, Jesse told me to Google the name, and check what is odd about it."
Jade nodded.
"Try O´Riley without the apostrophe."
Then Jade left.
Rachel googeled again, and found about four hundred hits.
#
"Patrick !"
Patrick was enjoying his break, when his sister looked him up.
"Jesse told Rachel to google your name, and see what is odd."
Patrick nodded.
"Good thing I took care of it, I made up a lot of fake sites and blogs."
Jade nodded.
"Yeah, but she typed O´Riley with the apostrophe, so she saw the real thing first."
Patrick understood why Jade was upset, but obviously everything was fine.
"Just keep an eye on Jesse, he seems a little talkie to me."
Jade nodded.
Patrick went out on the stage again.
"McKinley high, are you ready for the second round ?".
The people cheered.
"What do you think about a little Royal Republic."
The cheer got louder when Patrick started singing Astronaut.
#
Rachel was sitting on her table again.
His voice improved massively in the break, what did he do ?
"This is about forty percent of his voice range, in case you were wondering."
Rachel noticed Jesse and Jade sitting down on the table as well.
Rachel looked over to Jesse.
"It is true, I heard him during rehearsals, when he was warming up, he is amazing."
Rachel took the news, and waited for even more improvement.
Maybe at the end of the night, I will get a hundred out of him.
Jesse got up to get another round.
Mr. Schue took his place at the table.
"Hey girls, how are you enjoying the party ?".
Rachel was happy that he was there, that meant that she was save from Santana for a while.
On Stage, Patrick was performing a mashup of Spacemachine and Tommy-Gun.
"The party is fine Mr. Schue, just a little boring."
Jade and Patrick both seemed to be used to heavier party´s, with alcohol and sex.
So the exact opposite of a school party.
"Your Brother is doing well Jade, he has a pretty decent voice."
Jade laughed.
"Wait until he raises the bar to sixty percent."
Rachel decided to join the conversation.
"What do you mean ?".
"He is not going over sixty tonight, he does not want to scare the Glee guys off, so he is not getting any jealous crap from them."
Mr. Schue laughed.
"The tape I heard was a little better, but he was not that amazing Jade."
She laughed again.
"The last time I saw him going over sixty percent was on Off..."
Rachel knew what she wanted to say.
"Broadway..."
Jade twisted her fingers.
"I knew he seemed familiar."
Mr. Schue did not understand why Rachel was grabbing her phone like her life was threatened.
She typed something in her phone, and gave it to Mr. Schue.
"Patrick Verona, also called The New York Underdog, he was booked for a huge Off-Broadway production and he was declared the best new comer ever to perform on Broadway, but some weeks ago the play was canceled."
Mr. Schue read the article´s on the phone.
"So he is that good..."
Rachel´s eyes were sparkling when she realized what kind of chance she had.
I could sing with a real Broadway performer.
We are so winning this years Nationals.
Mr. Schue gave her back her phone.
"I think we should keep him away from the glee kids."
Rachel felt her stomach twist.
"Mr. Schue excuse me for being rude, but what the hell are you talking about ?".
Mr. Schue pointed at the stage.
"Take a close look Rachel.
He is currently singing on Puck´s level, and now look really close."
He was dancing around a little, and obviously he was flirting with some girls during Underwear.
"Is he..."
"Yes, he is bored Rachel.
He sings as good as our male co-lead, and he is bored.
And this is not even close to his top performance."
suddenly Jade got really worried.
"Please, you can´t tell anyone, none of you.
He would be so pissed.
He really does not want anybody to know about this."
Rachel shushed them when Ms. Pillsbury came over.
"Hey ladies, can I borrow Mr. Schue for a second ?".
The girls nodded.
Rachel still smiling with a radioactively shining smile.
"Rachel stop smiling, I think I just got cancer."
Rachel stopped smiling.
"I am sorry, I am just so excited."
The two were interrupted by Patrick.
"Thank you McKinley, the next two songs are dedicated to certain people at this school, unfortunately I am not allowed to tell you names, but I think you will be able to figure it out."
Suddenly Rachel noticed a hat.
He was wearing a cowboy hat with an ace stuck at the side.
When did he put that one on ?
"Rachel serious, you can´t tell anyone."
Patrick started singing Cocaine from Nomy.
"I won´t, but please, can I sing with him ?".
Jade smiled.
"I guess so, I am not his manager."
Rachel felt like she could faint any second, when suddenly she froze.
"Good evening Ms. Berry."
She recognized Santana´s voice.
She Saw Jade scanning Santana from top to bottom.
Santana sat down on the table.
"I hope you are heaving a really great night Rachel."
Rachel still was frozen.
"Cut the crap Santana, we know you are planning something tonight, and we are prepared."
Santana laughed.
"Oh that thing ? Yeah, we dropped the ball on that one.
I started planning the whole thing way too late.
And now the only thing I can do to you Rachel, is telling you how ridiculous you look in this ugly dress."
Santana took off again, and Jesse came back.
"What was that all about ?".
Rachel looked at him.
"She is trying to make me believe that nothing is planned for tonight."
Patrick finished the song in the meanwhile.
Now he was singing When You are Evil from Voltaire.
"This song is supposed to describe me, that´s at least what my sister picked to describe me."
The song was not much singing, it was more talking.
The three listened to the song quietly, afterwords Patrick was taking another break.
"Maybe she is saying the truth, and nothing is planned."
Rachel smiled at Jade.
"I know what you are trying, and it is really sweet, but everybody on this table knows that something is going on tonight, why else would everybody keep looking at me."
"Maybe because this dress makes you look like an angle ?".
Rachel shook up when Patrick sat down on the table.
"Oh... Thank you."
Patrick looked at Jade.
"What song´s do you want to hear ?".
Jade looked to Rachel, who was staring at Patrick.
"Why don´t we let Rachel decide ?".
Rachel cleared her throat.
"Maybe something from Queen."
Patrick instantly looked to Jade.
"So you told her our real name ?"
Jade went pale.
"Look, Patrick..."
"It´s okay, I think I can trust Rachel.
But seriously, stop telling everybody."
Rachel felt honored.
"Yes, you can, and I swear your secret will be safe with me."
Patrick nodded.
"Anyway, I have to finish set with Die young, and then I have two more songs.
Something from Queen and something else."
Patrick went up the stage.
He instantly started singing Die young.
The dance floor filled up again.
"He handled it pretty cool don´t you think ?".
Jade nodded.
"I am surprised, he really must trust you Rach."
Wow, I hope he is.
I am so happy right now.
I hope he will sing the Queen song with a hundred percent.
#
When Santana Returned to the table, Quinn was really worried about Rachel.
"What did you say to her ?".
"Nothing, just a little heads up."
Quinn shook her head.
"What is your plan anyways ?".
Santana laughed.
"So you can tell her ? No way Fabray."
Damn.
I have to help her somehow.
Patrick is really picking up some skill up there.
Focus Fabray, focus.
I have to stop Santana somehow.
#
Patrick sang Don´t Stop me now, and Here I go again.
Both with sixty percent, which were about at Finn´s level.
"So, I survived the night without any incidents, I think ill be fine."
Jade and Rachel made their way to the bar.
Jesse was on stage with Patrick.
Patrick invited Jesse to sing Don´t stop me as a duet, and Jesse accepted.
At the end of the song Rachel got a text massage from her fathers.
"What is wrong ?".
Rachel felt like someone had punched her in the stomach.
"My father´s condition is medium bad."
Jade tilted her head.
"And that is bad why ?".
"My father´s always sugar coated everything for me, and that means that medium is a catastrophe."
Rachel sat back down at their table.
She got another text.
"He is going to surgery this Saturday."
Jade wrapped one arm around her.
"It will be fine Rach."
Rachel did not feel like crying, but she still felt like somebody grabbed her guts, and twisted them.
Still Rachel did cry a little when Quinn came over.
"Hey Rach, what is wrong ?".
Rachel told Quinn about her father.
"It will be okay Rach, I know it.
My mom had breast cancer once, then she got surgery and she was fine again."
Rachel felt a little better, she was still crying.
The two were interrupted by Patrick who went back on stage.
"So, I just got a text massage from my sister, and it said that a girl in this room needs a little something to feel better.
This girl is a very good friend of my sister, so she gets a little goodie from me."
Patrick talked to the band.
"Jade ? What did you do ?".
"I thought you might want to hear that."
Rachel stared at the stage, when Patrick started singing Don´t Cry from Guns n Roses.
Rachel and the other glee club members across the room were astound.
"His Range is amazing.
How is he doing that ?".
Jade just smiled at Quinn.
"That´s about eighty percent now, with this level he was supposed to sing at the Off-Broadway."
Quinn and Rachel stared on stage.
Jesse who was still on stage, froze next to Patrick.
Patrick slowly walked down the stairs, and pulled the card out of his hat.
He got a very good response to that song, until he reached Rachel.
When he handed her the card, the room started whispering and talking.
They still enjoyed it, but they did not like that Rachel got the card.
It was an Ace of Hearts.
Patrick went back on stage, and finished the song.
He got a loud applause.
Rachel and Jade wanted to get out as fast as possible after the songs, so that Rachel could avoid Santana.
The mission failed.
The two were about to get up from their table, when Jesse came back.
"Wow, did you see that ? He is awesome."
Rachel nodded.
#
"The time has come Quinn, now I can tell you what will happen."
Quinn sat down next to Santana.
"In ten minutes, Azimio will lite Rachel´s locker on fire, and then, when she comes to see what is going on, I will empty a whole thrash can on her."
Quinn looked at her in shock.
"Are you serious ? Somebody could really get hurt."
Santana just laughed.
Then she left.
Quinn instantly walked over to Rachel.
"Why are you still here ?".
Rachel looked at Quinn.
"Geese, talking about manners."
Quinn shook her head.
"You should leave, Santana is about to..."
Quinn was interrupted.
She suddenly felt like somebody squeezed her lungs.
So... Cold...
A huge container of Strawberry slushie emptied over their heads.
Rachel slipped and fell down.
Quinn and Rachel were soaked.
Jade barely got hit.
Quinn was frozen.
Rachel tried to get up, but then she slipped again.
The room was laughing really loud.
That´s why they talked about Stephen King.
Carrie.
Rachel did not know any Stephen king books, but she had seen the movie.
Then when it happened, she could connect the dots quiet fast.
When Santana stepped up to take a winning lap, Jade jumped up, and tried slapped Santana across the face.
She missed her.
Puck held Jade back.
Santana walked to Quinn.
Quinn was still frozen.
"Sorry Q, but you needed that."
Then Quinn wiped the slushie out of her eyes.
She spit some of the slushie out, and took a step in the direction of Santana.
"Get off me Fabray, or do I have to..."
Santana was interrupted by Quinn, throwing her fist across Santana´s face.
Quinn massaged her hand whilst Santana sacked to the ground.
Jade was laughing her ass off.
The rest of the room was quiet.
Patrick jumped off stage, and walked over to the scene.
He grabbed Jade, Rachel, Quinn and Jesse and walked out.
#
"That was a mistake Quinn."
Quinn tried to clean up the crying Rachel while she was following Patrick.
The teachers were all over Santana.
Jesse had wrapped his Jacket around Rachel by now.
Rachel was shaking.
"A What ?" Quinn did not understand anything.
He took them to the parking lot.
Finn and Mercedes were waiting outside.
When the five passed them, Rachel decided to stop.
"Did you see what happened ?".
Mercedes nodded.
"Actually, we knew what would happen sweetie."
Rachel looked at the two, like they were talking another language when they explained.
"Look Rachel.
We, the glee kids well most of us..."
"Mercedes, lets just get to the point."
Mercedes seemed like she was sorry about something, but Finn seemed awfully happy.
Oh no.
What did they do ?
"About half of the glee kids had a vote, and we decided that you needed something that would get you off your high horse."
Patrick could see that Rachel was about to cry again.
"What are you saying Finn ?" Jade finally asked, after a couple of minutes of awkward silence.
"What Finn is trying to say..."
"I am saying, you deserved it."
Patrick squeezed his fists.
When Finn finished his last sentence, Patrick grabbed Finn´s collar, and rammed his forehead into Finn´s face.
Finn instantly fell, and buried his bleeding face in his hands.
Everybody was standing still for a couple of seconds.
Rachel felt like everything was in slow motion, until Jesse broke the silence.
"Wow, that was totally Jean Claude Van Damme."
Patrick threw some money at Finn.
"Take a cab to the hospital, you will need stitches."
Then Patrick grabbed Rachel, Quinn and Jesse, and walked towards Jesse´s car.
"Jade, would you make sure that he is okay ?".
Jade nodded.
"You got it bro."
Rachel had never seen such a big smile on Jade´s face.