AN: I am very glad to hear that some of you have either heard of the songs or that you like them. This pleases me verrrry much. And yes...i kinda like angsty Rachel. I might have a serious condition lol. Anyway I don't think that Quinn should be let off the hook that easily either, so prepare for some more angst. Also I have to apologize if I offend anyone with the religious parts I have in the story. I'm just channeling Russel Fabray's vision of god. And i have no beta reader nor is english my native language, so im very sorry if there's any mistakes with grammar. Feel free to correct me, I could learn a lot. Italic part are for past tense. I'm already working on the part 4. And that should be the final one.
The song in this fic is called, "Everybody loves you" by Jenn Grant.

I hope you like her, I made a change in the song to fit this story better. I replaced the Man to Woman.

Enjoy!

Part 3

"Rae! Please just wait, let me explain!" Quinn rushes down from the stage. Trying to get a word in whenever she sees the brunette mumble something to herself. The auditorium is now empty with only the two of them filling the silence.

"What is there left to say Quinn?" Rachel exclaims in frustration and stops her pacing.
"You practically outed us in front of the whole Glee club, without my consent might I add, you slept with two of your exes while claiming day in and day out that you loved me" she stopped to take a deep breath. Shaking her head to herself she smiled humorlessly.

"What is there left to say?" she repeats her first question to the blonde.

Quinn felt sick to her stomach, the hurt expression on the brunettes face was enough for her to walk away and to just give up. But she didn't want that. Maybe she was being selfish, but she wanted the girl. They belonged together. So she said something she had longed to say in the last couple of weeks. Hoping for life it would mean something.

"I love you"

And with those three words, Quinn feels the heaviness of her heart leave, her head felt a lot clearer than it had ever before. Her shoulder slumps down, and she lets her body feel the euphoria of the three words.

"I love you" the words leave her mouth again. And she feels like she has to say it again.

Rachel Pov

I look away to hide the burning tears I know are on the way. I don't want her to see the tremendous effect she has on me. It's not fair for her to give the satisfaction to the blonde.

"No, no" I whisper to myself over and over, until I feel something that I had missed in awhile brush my cheek. I look up and see Quinn's green eyes and all the gold speckles of her eyes visible. I grip the hand that's cupping my cheek and regretfully give in.

*Flashback *

I lean into her, nuzzling her neck and then surprise her with a bite I had longed to do all night.

Her gasp of surprise encourages me even more. I soothe the bruised skin with my tongue before straddling her thighs. Enjoying the fact that I have her trapped I gently lower her head to the back of the couch. I realize that I have never ever felt this way before…about anyone. Not even with Finn, or Jesse. Puck might've made me feel something new and hot, but not something as complex with Quinn. She made me feel confused and utterly lost. As if I were to be high on crack. Everything is confusing because you don't have the ability to think or to sense anything but her. And your organs aren't doing anything for you now. Quinn is the one who is breathing for you, she replaces all your essential organs. You're entire existence is because of her.

"What is it?" Quinn frowns confused, wondering why the girl stopped.

"You're amazing, you know that" I say feeling breathless by the sight I'm presented with. Her once straight hair is slightly disheveled, her skin is a lot hotter than it was before, and her cheeks are blushed, probably because of me.

She smiles delicately at me before saying something I hadn't heard in awhile.

"I love you"

*Flashback ends *

"I love you" she says and wraps her other arm around you.

No.

"No!" you let your hand fall from her hand, and you push her away.

"I love you" She says again.

"Stop saying that!" And you can't help but to let your tears fall free. You're shaking again, and you feel as if your whole world is collapsing. And then she makes it stop.

"They didn't mean anything." Quinn says torn, her eyes are filling with unshed tears, she wants the brunette to know everything.

"And that's supposed to make it ok?"

"I never slept with any of them. Sam, Puck. I couldn't go through with. I don't belong with either of them. I belong with you" She says and I can't help but to think she's lying. I shake my head. I don't want her to see me anymore. I start to walk away. Her words follow me, and I enhance my pace.

"Listen to me. Please just this one time! And then you're free to do whatever you want, but please just hear me out!" the words echo in the empty Auditorium.

I halt my steps.

End Rachel p.o.v

"My father is back." Quinn stutters out with a worried expression. Just in time for Rachel to see. The brunette pushes herself from the door she had just been about to open.

Quinn sensing that the girl was now listening continued.

"My mom took him back. This one evening we were sitting in the living room, an attempt of mom's shrink to bring us closer. But as always it backfired.

*Flashback *

"Your mother says you've been spending a lot of your time with a Rachel Berry? Care to explain the sudden friendship you have found"

Quinn can't see her father's face because of the newspaper his holding in front of him, but she can guess his face expression.

"We got to know each other. She's not as bad as I anticipated." She simply replies. To everyone else they were friends or lab partners. But they were so much more than anyone could ever perceive. She smiles at the thought of the girl.

"Well I don't want you to be in touch with that girl anymore." He announces with a firm voice.

It takes a few seconds for Quinn to comprehend her father's words. But when she does, she's not hesitant of questioning his "sentence".

"Excuse me, who are you to interfere with whom I associate with?" she laughs bitterly before continuing.

"If I can recall didn't you slip out late nights with a new jewellery in your hand each time?"

The older man lowers his newspaper and turns to glare at his daughter with disgust.

"I did no such thing. And we do not associate with people of Berry's kind."

"Her kind? What because she has two fathers? That makes her what, less human?" She questions no longer keeping her calm attitude.

"If I were you, I wouldn't be taking that tone with me young lady. If you want a roof above your head, a family, I suggest you obey by my rules"

Her mother is looking out the window; this time would be no different.

Quinn thought it would though. She thought her mother would no longer hide in her shell of fear, that she would stand up for the both of them. That somebody had the courage to keep their head high. But not even she had the backbone to do that.

In that moment, she's decided to give in for her father's wishes. To no longer be known as the disappointment.

*Flashback ends *

Rachel scoffs at the girl's "pity me" story.

"You're no different than your father. Too coward to see what's really in front of you"

Quinn flinches at the girl's harsh words. Rachel's turns her back on the girl and starts to walk away.

"I didn't sleep with any of them Rae. There's only you"

Rachel keeps walking and she says the only words that come to her mind.

"Who do you think you are?"

It's lunch break, and Rachel being Rachel has to rehabilitee in her own way. The only way that works for her. To be able to heal, you have to accept.

Pushing down each keynote on the piano, she lets the music flow on it's own.

'll get away from you darlin'

I'll get high hopes

God's been watching

Said, "Leave that woman alone"

Rachel breathes heavy, as if she's run a maraton. But each thought that's being uttered is frightening her. Can she forgive?

Cause everybody loves you

Yeah, everybody loves you, Oh-

Oh, everybody loves you

I once knew this woman

I found her falling

I was falling from a plan

Do I keep my head high?

Keep my head low?

Do you keep your head hi…

She stops abruptly when she senses someone watching her.

"Rae… please…" the blonde is practically sobbing now. She lets go of the tough, hardcore head Cheerio the school know her as.

Rachel shaking head triggers something inside of the blonde.

She kneels down in front of the girl that was trying to leave again.

"God damn it I LOVE YOU!" Quinn cries out in despair. Her fingers crawls to the brunettes waist and then stay there. She buries herself into the girl's stomach. She's clenching as hard as she can. She can't give up.

Rachel hears the pained muffled sobs against her stomach, her heart clenches at the sounds. She feels her own tears fall. And she makes up her mind.

Sweetie

Quinn thinks her imagination is playing tricks with her mind, or that she hallucinated the word of endear. She feels fingers comb through her hair and she sighs at the touch. She sees the girl lower down to her level, and she feels some kind of hope, but the sobs are still coming.

"Sweetie you're going to have to stop cry for a minute" this time she knows it's not her imagination. She looks up from the floor to face a pair of teared most beautiful brown hazel eyes she has ever before encountered.

Rachel cups Quinn's burning cheeks and they linger there awhile before moving down to the girl's neck.

"I can't forgive" She starts and she can see that the blonde is ready to go into another session of crying. So she presses a hesitant kiss to her forhead.

"I can't forgive you. Not now. But if you give me… us. If you give us some time."

We need to find our way back to each other.

So...what do you think? good...bad...lame? If you have the time please review.
A Part 4 is in progress. :)