A/N: Trigger Warning: Sexual Abuse
By the way, my playlist for this story as I rewrite and edit is the acoustic version of Face Down by The Jump Suit Apparatus, acoustic version of Shake it Out by Florence + the Machine, and The Show Must Go On by Queen
Quinn was the first to arrive to Rachel's voice in the choir room. She slowly sat in the same seat she occupied last time. Her eyes closed at the sting in her thighs but it was a only shown as a whisper on her face. She kept her eyes closed so she could concentrate on the beautiful voice filling the air. Rachel was always her favorite to listen to when she sat outside. Her voice made her forget about home and made her focus on what was happening right at that moment. Like the deep breaths she took, the stillness around her, and her heart slowly beating. She didn't understand the feeling that filled her body and how a serge of amazing energy entered her at the thought of Rachel. Quinn opened her eyes as the last note hung in the air to see Rachel's eyes staring back at her.
She walked up and sat next to Quinn as the other glee club members came in the room, "Did you like that?"
"I always enjoy your singing."
Rachel blushed while looking at her hands resting on her lap, "I'll probably drag you along when I need to practice from now on just to hear you say that... I really enjoy your company while I sing."
"I look forward to that."
Puck came in and sat in front of Quinn like a guard dog. She tapped him on the shoulder and whispered hello to him.
"Hey blondie." He said with an almost flirtatious tone. It was almost like it was an act for everyone else that she could see. Quinn shook her head and smiled in return.
Puck nodded and turned back around and glared at anyone who looked in Quinn's direction. Rachel's eyes went back and forth between Quinn and Puck. He was known for having sex with anything he got his hands on and Rachel knew that just as well as anyone else, if not better. But Quinn never saw him like that and she was sure he wasn't planning on having sex with her after their conversation.
Everyone seemed to be pushing their voices a little harder again for Quinn. They all knew it was valuable to have someone who liked hearing them sing in the room even if she didn't have one critique to make. Mr. Shue, of course, was beyond thrilled that everyone started trying their best. He praised that Quinn was their lucky charm and she quickly became red at the statement. She really did feel so welcomed by the Glee club. They weren't there to impress anyone and made her feel something of value even if it was only for that hour.
After the lesson was over, Rachel turned to talk to Quinn, "What else are your plans this weekend?"
Quinn shrugged causing pain to erupt from her shoulders, "I was planning on just going home today and Sunday is church so I can't do anything but worship."
Rachel examined the girl's composure. She wondered if Quinn knew that Rachel absolutely adored her. She really hoped she wouldn't turn her down once again to hang out.
Rachel cleared her throat before continuing, "Well maybe we'll be able to have that cup of coffee today? Unless you don't want to or have other plans of course."
Quinn wondered why she was so adamant about this. She smiled at the way Rachel was impatiently waiting for a response as she thought it over. Her father has come home late these past few weeks.. It shouldn't be a problem if she went out for coffee.
She smiled at Rachel and nodded her head, "I would like that."
While Rachel was driving, Quinn felt for her pills in her pocket. She made sure they were safely tucked away and tried to forget that she was past due for another dose. Once they got to the coffee place, Quinn made sure she was able to get out of the car as painless as possible. They walked in and ordered their drinks and when Rachel was about to pay Quinn shook her head and intercepted with her card. She didn't need the tiny brunette wasting money on her.
Rachel blushed and couldn't stop smiling, "I could've paid for my drink at the very least Ms. Fabray."
"Yeah but that would've been rude of me Ms. Berry."
They sat down and Quinn saw Rachel linger her eyes a little too long on Quinn's body. She wondered if she was looking at her or if there was something on her shirt.
Before she could check, Rachel spoke up. "I'm happy you agreed to have coffee with me."
"Well you've been very persistent in asking me.. I don't think I would've been able to say no for much longer anyways."
Rachel looked down at her coffee, "I've wondered since Glee club... Why do you hang out with Noah?"
Quinn paused for a moment before answering her question, "He's a friend. At least I consider him one. I don't know if it's returned."
"He's very protective of you. His flirting could be a bit more subtle for my taste."
Quinn smiled at how much she seemed to care, "Believe me, we're only friends. He wouldn't try to make me his next 'conquest'. It's not like that."
Rachel laughed at how silly it sounded. She knew Puck wouldn't try to hurt her in any way. He almost looks at Quinn like she's a little sister. But she still found to be jealous at how much attention Quinn gives him. He's the only person she seems to like to be around.
"Can I ask something else Quinn?"
She nodded for Rachel to continue, "Why didn't you continue your dancing? You were amazing. I'm surprised you're not a Cheerio with Santana and Brittany.. Didn't they used to be your best friends?"
It was a shock to see how much Rachel knew about her, "How do you know more about me than I know of you?"
"Because I've noticed you." Rachel said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world, "You guys were the unholy trinity, dancing to the top of the social pyramid. It was hard to miss the pretty blonde dancer." Rachel blushed before continuing, "Then one day you sat by yourself and kept it that way."
Quinn looked away from Rachel while she thought about her two old best friends. They stopped talking around the time her father started coming into her room late at night. She was ashamed of what was happening even if she didn't what was going on exactly. She just dropped them the minute it started, knowing they would hate her if they ever found out. It was repulsive and she didn't want anything to do with it herself so why would they?
Before the silence lasted too long Quinn cleared her throat so her voice wouldn't waver, "I just decided it was best."
Rachel nodded and stood up, "Well I should probably get you home now that our coffee is almost finished and cold."
When Quinn stood up her ribs shot pain throughout her whole torso. It was so painful that she had to hold the table for support. She grimaced as she held her side and looked up to see Rachel reach towards her to help.
Quinn waved her off and got herself to stand up. She knew she had to come up with an excuse before Rachel said anything. She started to walk with a bit of a limp but it eventually evened out and she felt better. Rachel eventually asked if she was okay with worry burying her eyes.
"I'm fine... I tripped and fell on my side this morning so I'm still sore."
"That seems serious though.. Maybe we should get you to the doctor so-"
Quinn turned to face Rachel, "No."
Once she noticed how defensive she was standing, she shook her head, "I'm fine, really.. It's just a bit sore. Nothing a few aspirin can't fix."
That's right, keep lying.. Only a few more minutes and you'll be safe.
Quinn smiled at Rachel while pushing the voice back in the dark corners of her mind. When they arrived at her house Quinn noticed her father's car in the driveway. She cursed to herself while getting out of the car like nothing was wrong.
"Thanks for the ride. I'll see you tomorrow mmkay?" Hopefully, if I make it through the night.
Rachel smiled and said goodbye while she drove away. Quinn made her way up the drive way and stopped once she got to the door. She took a deep breath before opening the door and went straight to her father. He was in his office when she came in so she automatically walked to his desk and stood there.
He looked up from his paperwork and took off his glasses, "Where were you?"
"I-I went to get coffee with a friend. I came home right after."
He leaned back in his chair while crossing his arms. After several long seconds he put his glasses back on and continued doing his work.
"Okay, well you know I don't like you staying out late so as long as your back before dark you can be with your little friends."
Quinn's legs were still shaking as she made her way to her dad and kissed him on the cheek, "Thank you."
She walked out of his office and went straight to her room. She felt her phone buzz and expected it to be Puck since he's one of the few people with her number.
-Had a nice time at the coffee shop with you. Hopefully we can do it again soon? xoxo Rachel
She was surprised to see that Rachel had got a hold of her number but didn't think much about it before texting back
I'd be up for that. Maybe I can drop in on your practices one day as well..
She smiled at her phone as she sent her text and laid down on her bed. How could she feel so happy with receiving only a simple text from Rachel? The beautiful, smart and talented Rachel. Her thoughts soon lingered on Rachel's soft lips and delicate hands and quickly stopped herself. She was a friend to Rachel. How could she be thinking about a girl like this? She counted her pills as if they were sheep and fell asleep after chasing a few with water.
Russel Fabray came into Quinn's room late at night. He stripped the blanket off the bed causing her to wake up. He got on top of her as she laid still and started fumbling with his pants zipper.
He whispered his apology for the night before, "I'll be gentle for you tonight."
He thrusted himself gently inside of her and she barely let out a whimper. It was less painful but so much longer. She felt him finish after several long minutes and he stayed hovering on top of her for a few seconds, "My beautiful girl."
Once he left, she still didn't move a muscle but multiple tears ran down her cheeks. She felt disgusting and pathetic as she laid in bed. She didn't sleep at all that night, afraid that he might come back in her sleep.