I'm sorry for the gaps in the update. My work schedule has been shifting around lately. I hoping it will go back to normal starting next week. I know this update is short but the next should be longer. Please let me know what you think.

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Chapter 3

Rachel's POV:

"Hey baby, will you get me a towel?" Finn's voice echoes into the bedroom where I am still laying.

I'm broken from my thoughts and know exactly what I need to do. Instead of replying, I jump to action throwing my clothes back on and grabbing a couple of items I know I need. I just need to get away before I am trapped again.

Making a dash for the door, I'm out of the apartment for now. I know it is mine but asking him to leave with no support is not the best idea. I'll just go stay somewhere else tonight and deal with everything else tomorrow.

Once outside, I am hit with the cold New York air. It's April but the nights are still chilly. I hail a cab and give him the address I want to go. Relaxing in the back seat of the cab, I finally take a breath and relax since my night from hell started. I still can't figure out what happen to him to cause him to behave like this. I just know he is not the same guy I fell for in high school.

Twenty minutes later, I am standing in front of another apartment building debating on whether or not to hit the buzzer. Knowing I don't have a choice, I press it and wait for an answer.

Quinn's POV:

BUZZ! BUZZ! BUZZ!

Who the hell is buzzing at this time of night? Grumbling, I slowly make my way over to the intercom to find out who is here. "Hello?" Sleep in my voice.

"Open up Q!"

"Santana, what the hell are you doing here at this time of night?" I ask not having a clue what could be so important to wake me up.

"I gotta talk to you. It's important. Let me in Q. It's cold."

"Okay" I buzz her in and wait for the knock at the door.

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

Opening the door, I'm met with a frantic Latino. "Bought time. Damn!"

"What is so important anyway?" I ask as I let her enter the apartment. Sarah is still sound asleep in the bedroom.

"I did it!" She grins.

"Did what?" I'm not in the mood for games. I'm tired.

"I asked Britt to marry me, Q!" She's jumping with excitement now.

"Oh my god!" I scream and pull her into a hug. "She said yes, right?" I ask as a second thought.

"Of course" She breaks away from my embrace. "I just had to tell you in person, and I couldn't wait till tomorrow. She's my soul mate you know?" Finally falling off her high, she sits down on my couch. I've never been happier for someone and so jealous at the same time.

"I know. I am so happy for you both." The smile won't leave my face. I can't wait to tell Rach.. I mean Sarah.

"So anyway, I was wondering if you will be my Maid of Honor?"

"YES!" I jump on her and hug her again. I'm so excited for her.

"What's going on in here?" Sarah's sleep filled voice pulls us away from our excitement. "Santana"

"I'm gonna go Q." My best friend smiles at me again before looking to my girlfriend again. "I'm sorry to come by so late." With that she is gone again.

"She really has no consideration for others, does she?" My temper starts to flare with that single comment.

"Excuse me!" I stand and face her. I give her my best HBIC stare hoping she knows not to continue.

"She could have called tomorrow or stopped by then. There was no need for her to show up at our home at this hour of night." I guess she can't tell that I'm pissed.

"She is my best friend. Santana has every right to show up at my home whenever she wants. She was excited about getting engaged tonight and wanted to tell me in person." I seethed.

"Sorry" She turns around and heads back to the bedroom again.

Unbelievable. I mean really could my so called girlfriend be that much of bitch. GRRRRRR! Forget it. I'm not staying here tonight.

Grabbing my purse, I leave my apartment for the night. I rather be anywhere than here right now.

Rachel's POV:

"Hello?"

"Kurt! It's me Rachel. Please let me in." I all but panic that Finn might have followed me here.

"Rachel? What are you…" I cut him off.

"Let me in please. I will tell you." I beg.

"Okay" The sound of the buzz allowing me in the building rings. I make my way inside quickly.

KNOCK! KNOCK! Come on Kurt answer! KNOCK!

Rachel, what are … Oh my god what happened?" His annoyance at being woken up in the middle of the night is replaced with concern. "Does Finn know? I'll call him for you."

"NO!" I cry out. "He … He knows" I wipe away a few tears from my eyes.

"I'll kill him." Laughing a little at that, Kurt is truly my best friend.

"Don't. I just want to stay here tonight. Then will you help me get him out of my apartment."

"Whatever you want Rach, but what happened? What did he do?" He pulls me into a hug. I didn't realize how much his comfort and caring touch was needed in that moment. I lost it. The tears are never ending once wrapped up in him. I told him about everything that has been happening and meeting up with Quinn again too. He just sat and listened to me the entire time. Allowing me to get everything off my chest all at once, I needed this. I needed him in this moment.

One thing is for sure. I am through with Finn for good this time. He has completely crossed the line this time, and I refuse to be anybody's doormat.

"Rachel, you need to report him. He can't get away with what he did." Kurt's voice is sincere with his request.

"No, I just want to forget about it all and move on with my life." Wiping away a few stray tears, I've cried enough over him. I just want to forget it all and forget him. "I just want him gone from life is all Kurt. Nothing else."

"Listen sweetie, you know I love you, and your crazy diva storm outs. He is not just going to go away. You know that is the truth." He sighs before brushing some hair from my face. "The only way to truly put him and everything behind you is to report him. If he ends up going to jail it is his own doing. My stepbrother is an idiot as you know and needs to be shown he is wrong most times. Report him, Rachel."

Tears still falling, I finally give in and ask for the phone. Kurt is right. I have to do this in order to move on. "I'll call them." He gets up to get me his house phone to make my call.

BUZZ! BUZZ! BUZZ!

God, I hope that is not Finn looking for me.

Quinn's POV:

I've been wondering around this city for hours. I don't want to go to Santana's and Brittany's tonight. I'm not sure where Rachel lives, and I'm pretty sure I don't want to deal with Finn either. The people I associate with at work would have a field day if I showed up at one their homes. Rumors would run rampant. I guess that really on leaves one choice for then.

Looking around to get my bearings, I realize I was already walking towards my new goal. I guess subconsciously I knew where I was going the whole time. Wrapping myself tighter in my jack, I make my way to my friend's apartment.

BUZZ! BUZZ! BUZZ!

"Hello"

"It's Quinn. Let me in please." I reply wanting out of the cold night air.

"What are you…" I cut him off. I just want inside some place warm right now.

"Kurt, just let me in please."