A/N: Hope you all liked the last one, and this one. WARNING: This chapter has some extreme Puckleberry. It's also very long.
Rachel let her applause go until Mr. Schue stopped it. Her and her friends sat back down and let the class go on. "Wow, you were great." Quinn said.
Rachel smiled, "Thanks, you guys were great too."
"Rachel can you come here for a second?"
"Sure."
She followed Quinn outside the class. "I'm gonna tell Finn the truth. I just hope he won't be too mad."
"He won't. By the way, I can help you pay for everything."
"That's awesome. I don't know what I'd do without you." Rachel saw Quinn's eyes start to water.
"Quinny." She hugged her best friend. She felt bad for her.
"It's, I'm, ok Rach. Let's go back to class."
Rachel nodded and they sat back down, listening to the rest of class very nonchalant.
The bell rang and school was over. She went to her English class to take a test she missed. She finished her test half an hour after school got out. The halls were empty, totally bare. She went to her locker and started gathering her stuff.
"Rachel Berry!" Rachel turned and saw Puck.
"What, Puck?"
"Why would you do that to me? Sing a song that's obviously about me in front of everyone? What's wrong with you?"
Rachel slammed her locker shut and got as close to in his face as her legs would let her, "What's wrong with me? You slept with Quinn! She's my best friend. You're my boyfriend."
"So you freaking talk to me! You don't announce it to the world!"
Rachel was crying, but to keep him from seeing she turned and started walking to practice, "I don't have to put up with this crap. If you want to ruin any relationship you might have because you want to have sex with someone, be my guest, but don't drag me down with you."
Puck grabbed her shoulder and turned her to face him, holding her shoulders and lifting her chin so she had to look at him, "Rachel, I love you."
Her tears started flowing more freely, "No you don't! You're a liar, and a cheater, and you know how to make someone feel amazing one second and horrible the next. I don't ever want to have anything to do with you ever again!"
She tried to struggle to get free. The he kissed her. He pressed his body against hers and kissed her. She loved the way he kissed her, it almost made her forgive him. Between him and the wall, she was completely helpless, so she kissed back. She moved her hands to his muscles, and kissed him. She felt his hands in her hair.
Then she pulled away and pushed him. "NO! YOU CAN'T JUST KISS ME AND PRETEND THAT YOU DIDN'T GET QUINN PREGNANT! I WON'T FORGIVE YOU THAT EASY!" And with that she ran off.
Puck leaned against the wall and slide down. He knew he messed up bad.
…
Rachel got to practice just in time.
"Where have you been Berry?" Sue questioned.
"I was taking a test."
"What's up with the tears?"
"Nothing." Rachel looked down.
"Rachel, I need to see you in my office."
Rachel nodded and followed Coach Sylvester to her office. The whole room was covered in showcases full of trophies.
"What's up Rachel?"
"Nothing, I'm fine."
"No, you obviously aren't. I can tell when my Cheerios are upset."
"I'm just having a bad day."
Coach Sylvester looked Rachel up and down, "You look too pretty to be having a bad day."
"Thanks Coach, but I really just wanna get in my Cheerios uniform and have practice."
Coach Sylvester nodded, "I understand, go get dressed."
Rachel went to the girls locker room. She leaned against the lockers and slide down. She burst into tears. She sat there crying for a moment, until Santana came down. "Hey Rachel. I'm sorry about, you know."
Rachel sniffled and stood up, "It's ok. I just need to pull myself together and get dressed."
Santana smiled and went towards the mirror, "You should let me help you with your make-up."
Rachel walked to the mirror with her shirt off, bra on of course, and examined her face, "Oh my gosh, I look horrible!" Santana nodded.
She went back and pulled her skirt off and pulled her uniform over her hair. Rachel walked to Santana, "Ok, make me pretty again."
Santana wiped off the make-up and redid her make-up. "Much better."
With her new make-up and Cheerio's uniform she walked back up the stairs with all the pride she could get. "Ready for practice."
….
As soon as practice was over, and she hit the showers like Coach ordered, she met Quinn at her car. Quinn smiled, "Hey, can we stop by Finn's house first?"
"Absolutely."
They pulled up to Finn's driveway and they both got out and walked to his door. His mother answered, "Hi Quinn, Rachel. I assume you're here to see Finn?"
"Yes Ms. Hudson." Quinn smiled politely.
"Finn!" His mother called downstairs. "Come sit, please."
She hurried off to get some sorta snack for them and Quinn quickly whispered to Rachel, "Should we tell his mom?"
Rachel nodded and Finn came upstairs, "Hey Quinn. Berry," he said nodding at Rachel.
"Hudson."
Quinn sighed, "Finn, please sit down. I need to tell you something."
"Ok?"
"Finn, I'm pregnant."
Finn's mouth flew open, "What? How? We haven't even," he looked at Rachel, "you know."
Quinn started crying, "Well we dust." Everything started coming out nonsense. "Ratel," Quinn said looking at Rachel.
Rachel sighed, "She was going over to Puck's house to ask his mom something and she wasn't there so she went in and talked to Puck and she was feeling depressed and fat and he gave her wine coolers and they did it and Puck's the dad, but it wasn't Quinn's fault, and Finn she loves you more than anything in the world."
"Oh, Quinn, I'm so sorry," he sat next to her and cradled her. "I mean doesn't Puck have a girlfr-" Then he looked at Rachel, who had a tear rolling down her cheek and her hanging. "Oh, uh, Rachel, I'm sorry."
"I'm fine. He's just a boy. I can live without him."
Just then Finn's mom walked in, "Ms. Hudson, Quinn is pregnant, but it's not Finn's baby, but she didn't cheat, someone got her drunk and it was an accident, and she needs our help because she absolutely, can't tell her parents, not under any circumstance."
Ms. Hudson nodded, walked over to Quinn and hugged her, "I'm sorry sweetie, this must be tough on you."
Quinn nodded through her tears. "Finn can you take Quinn home, I gotta run?"
Finn nodded and Rachel let herself out. When she got home, she found both her parents gone, and flowers on the welcome home mat, with a note.
Rachel, I'm sorry, I made a mistake. What I did to you was horrible and inconsiderate on so many levels. I really am madly in love with you though. Love, Puck.
Rachel went to the garbage can and threw both the flowers and note away. She unlocked the door and threw her purse on the couch. There was a note on the table. Had Puck broken in? Was he inside? Rachel picked up the note with caution. She sighed. It was from her dads. They were gonna be gone for the rest of the week on a work trip, they had work trips at least once a month.
She walked up the stairs and put on her comfy pants and a tank top. She went back down to the kitchen and made her favorite snack, red delicious apples and bananas with a slice of toast and peanut butter. And to top it off, her favorite mango juice. She praised the lord that she finished her homework in study hall today.
She sat down on the couch and turned on her favorite channel. The travel channel. She knew she was never getting out of Lima, let alone the country. It was only seven when she fell asleep on the couch. She only woke up again because her plate finally fell and made a loud sound, even though it didn't break.
Rachel went upstairs and turned on her music and laid on her stomach with her diary.
Dear Diary,
Puck got Quinn pregnant. Then today after I sang Leave by Jojo to our whole class he yelled at me, then he kissed me. I have to admit it was the most amazing kiss ever, but that doesn't mean anything. I am so upset. And tired. Tomorrow, I'm sure I will write more, maybe.
Love,
Rachel Berry*
She rolled over and shoved her diary between her mattress and bed frame. She laid down and turned her music and light off. She was just about to sleep when she heard something. A quiet, almost unnoticeable sound.
Everyone's around, no words are coming out
And I can't find my breath, can we just say the rest with no sound?
And I know this isn't enough, I still don't measure up
I'm not prepared; sorry is never there when you need it
Rachel frowned and walked to her window and pulled it open. She saw Puck playing his guitar and singing. He smiled at her. Her heart melted.
And I do want you to know
I'll hold you up above everyone
And I do want you to know
I think you'd be good to me
And I'd be so good to you
I would
Rachel knew this song by heart. Last year it was her favorite, Good to You by Mariana's Trench. She opened her mouth and sang the next part.
I thought I saw a sign somewhere between the lines
But maybe it's me, maybe I only see what I want
and I still have your letter, just got caught between
Someone I just invented, who I really am and who I've become
She looked at Puck, he was crying lightly. Then they sang together.
And I do want you to know
I'll hold you up above everyone
And I do want you to know
I think you'd be good to me
And I'd be so good to you
Rachel smiled at how beautifully their voices sounded together. She didn't know, but Puck felt the same way.
Whoaaaaa-ohhhhh-ohhhhhh, Whoaaaaa-ohhhhh-ohhhhh,
Whoaaaaa-ohhhhh-ohhhhhh-ohhh-ohhh-ohhhh,
Whoaaaaa-ohhhhh-ohhhhhh, Whoaaaaa-ohhhhh-ohhhhh,
Whoaaaaa-ohhhhh-ohhhhhh-ohhh-ohhh-ohhhh,
I would
And I do want you to know
I'll hold you up above everyone
And I do want you to know
I think you'd be good to me
And I'd be so good to you
I'd be good to you, I'd be good to you,
I'd be good to you, I'd be so good to you
I'd be good to you, I'd be good to you
I'd be good to you, I'd be so good to you
Their voices had faded and Rachel quickly shut her window and ran downstairs to unlock the door and let him in. He came in and dropped his guitar on her couch. He kissed her passionately and she shut the door. He picked her up and carried her to her bed. He never stopped kissing her. He started to take her shirt off. Rachel put her hand on his hand.
"Sorry Noah. I don't wanna do this. Not now, when I'm upset."
"I understand." He pulled her into his arms and held her. Noah brushed her hair off her forehead and kissed it lightly. He stayed until she fell asleep, then left a note on her bedside table and let himself, locking the door behind him to ensure she stayed safe all night.
He truly did love her, more than he'd ever loved anyone ever before. And whether or not she ever believed him, he always would.