Hey guys, thanks for all the amazing reviews, they really made me smile :)
BookLover223, Simone, Jimmini, Tink607, fja, ElleGreenaway, AliceCullenForever101: Thanks you guys, and hey I haven't left it as a one shot, I hope you all enjoy this new chapter. IssyBell91, I had actually write half of this chap before I saw your review so I hope you enjoy this ;)
Jazz: Wow awesome review haha I'm glad I got you into a frenzy as it means I'm doing something good right? You are right about both Shelby and Rachel, without wanting to give anything away, I'm going a certain route so Shelby realises a few things.
MarlisaKristine: I hated the way they dealt with the relationship too! Really annoyed me, all that build up for nothing basically :
Cissy Black Malfoy, whatthepho: Yeah, I feel like Rachel was too easy on Shelby, all that leading her on basically to rip it all away don't think it was very fair. Hopefully my fic will test Rachel's actions.
KSP33: I'm a huge shelby fan too don't let my Rachel hating on her fool you I love Shelby/Idina but I think Rachel needs to rebel a little make Shelby realise her actions have consequences.
starbuck128, dancinthrulife67: I think Shelby does have somethign to say back to that ;p but not this chap sorry :( Shelby needs time to take it all in because what Rachel said hit home, and she needs to think about what she's doing :)
Thank you guys... I think I got you all :) and all you who read, thanks, hope you can drop a review in the future, if not I hope you actually like this fic :) Enjoy...
Rachel returned home, she just needed to be in her own space, her own little world and forget everything for a while.
Unluckily for Rachel it wasn't going to be that easy. As Rachel entered her house she paused in the entry way and called out to her fathers.
"Dad, Daddy, I'm home, I'm just going straight to my room though, I'll come down for supper later."
"Hey, not so quick sweetie, you've got a visitor."
Rachel rolled her eyes, this isn't what she needed right now. She let out a heavy sigh as she saw her Dad, stand before her with a smile on his face and a gleam in his eyes. She raised an eyebrow in thought, what had him so smiley? He takes Rachel's hand leading her into the front room where she sees her Daddy sat on the couch next to an uncomfortable looking Puck. Puck, what was he doing here?
"He's Jewish sweetie, and quite easy on the eye. Did I mention he was Jewish?" Her Dad whispers not so quietly to Rachel. Rachel once again rolls her eyes; it seems a trait she is using more. Rachel ignores her father's excited-ness and steps aside looking at Puck.
"Noah? What are you doing here?"
"Hey Berry, I was just asking your Dad's here about our trip away. They think it's a great idea, just what you need, so there was no need to worry.
Puck stands casting a nervous look towards Rachel's Dad on the couch then continuing.
"Hey, seen as you can come on our trip, why don't I come and help you pack?" Puck quickly makes his way towards Rachel grabbing her arm and guiding her out the room and up the stairs, as they're making their way towards her room, Rachel finally speaks.
"What are you doing?" Her voice rose slightly.
"It's okay, I know where I'm going, I've been here before, and I know you remember, 'cos no one forgets a make out session with the puckster."
Before she could organise her thoughts and retort she found herself in her room watching as Puck released her arm and walked towards her bed, and jumped on it, putting his arms around his neck, and looking at her with his trademark grin.
"What do you want Puck?" Rachel states in a no nonsense attitude even using the nickname Puck, she wasn't being cute here.
"Okay. Here's the deal. You may annoy the hell out of me with your self-assurance and your need for perfection. Always getting at me for miming during practice, even though those singing techniques are pointless...
Puck stops mid sentence as he receives a death glare from Rachel.
"For some people, but not for us, no!" Puck grins, a fake one, as he stares Rachel unsure how she was going to react. Damn him and his big mouth, everyone was relying on him to pull Rachel out of her deep funk, and he'd gone and offended Rachel by criticizing her and her music. Way to go Puckerman.
Rachel looks at Puck and she feels her facade dissipate. Even when he would make fun of her, Puck could make her feel like an everyday normal girl when her biggest worry was when she was next going to get slushied and how many spare outfits she'd need to bring to school, following those slushying.
"No one understands." Rachel closes her eyes as she takes a deep breath.
"I do." She opens her eyes to see a solemn looking Puck. Her body takes her towards the bed and she sits down on the edge, facing him, silently telling him to continue.
"My Dad. He may not have given me up at birth like your Mom, but I was never enough for him either.
Wow. Rachel was surprised at how Puck was opening up, where was this going? Puck pauses a moment debating whether to continue, he does.
"I've never told anyone this. A year ago, my Dad got in contact with me, he said he wanted to reconnect.
At this Puck shakes his head.
"Of course I said yes, he's my Dad you know. For awhile it was great, we bonded he'd teach me new songs on the guitar, and I, I was glad he was finally around."
"But he isn't anymore? What happened?" Rachel questions. She was sat forward elbows on knees listening intently to what Puck was saying.
Pucks swallows and purses his lips.
"He got offered a gig, covering some old, past it, rock star. But, he went; he left, because his need to be on a stage was more important than staying with me."
Rachel felt a squeeze of her hand, she looked down, it was only now that she realised she must have taken Puck's hand.
Something happened in that moment, something that hadn't happened in a while. Rachel smiled a genuine smile.
"How is that meant to cheer me up? I figured the others sent you here to get me out of my 'funk'. How is hearing your pain going to help?" Rachel even makes the little quotations with the fingers when saying funk, as though her actually being in one was ludicrous.
"It's not suppose to cheer you up. Its to show you...
Puck looks Rachel in the eye, pausing a moment to make his point.
"You're not alone."
Rachel stands and begins pacing her room some; she turns to face Puck who is now standing too. Rachel was about to question him when Puck spoke first.
"You have everyone in Glee. As much as we try to deny it, we like you Berry. We need you." We okay, that calmed some of her building fear, and she didn't need any further complications at the moment her feelings were confused enough.
"A few of the others are outside waiting; Kurt's borrowed a vw micro of his Dad, so some of us are heading up to Hickory Hollow tonight. There's space for you, if you wanna pack a bag you can come back out with me."
Puck starts making his way towards Rachel's door. He stops mid way as he hears Rachel callout to him.
"How long are you going for?" Puck turns around a small smile tugging at his lips.
"Just for two days, a guy is coming to buy the van so Kurt's Dad needs it back." Rachel nods very slightly and Puck turns back around and makes his way out of Rachel's room, and outside.
As he opened the front door he was greeted with four faces looking at the door expectantly, as he appeared there alone, all four faces dropped. Puck felt bad as he made his way towards Quinn, Mercedes, Kurt and Finn. He looked behind and saw no movement his own face fell slightly. He thought he'd got through to her. Maybe he hadn't?
"Did she say anything?" Quinn asks hopefully.
"A little.
Puck watches as the girls and Kurt roll their eyes so he carries on.
"She asked how long we were going for. That's like girl code for I'm coming right?" Puck grins as he watches Mercedes, Quinn and Kurt all smile in excitement, Finn however just looked nervous, as he had done for the whole time they'd been heading towards Rachel's. He was curious as to what had gone on between the two.
"If Rachel's getting back to her normal self, then we need to give her at least a half hour minimum to pack." Kurt says with a grin.
"Why? Berry's wardrobe only consists of jumpers and skirts; it shouldn't be that hard to pick two?" Puck says in confusion, again, the girls and Kurt roll their eyes; even Finn managed an eyebrow raise.
Yet, Puck tensed as he heard a voice, which seemed to be the reason for Finns extra facial expression. Puck slowly turned around to see Rachel with her hand on her hip, the other holding a holdall, and a glare solely aimed at him. Maybe he had gotten through to her after all. However he wasn't sure if he was pleased about that or not. How was she going to react to him now?
Here's a little update, thanks again for all your reviews and alerts they really do mean alot to me. As I said at the top, I have a week off now so I plan to update atleast twice this coming week. That's if you want them let me know :) Your ideas can influence the story as not all of it is wrote out. Most I have a few scenes wrote down I want to take place its just piecing them all together into one chap, or more. R&R, cheers, Lauren xx