Behind These Hazel Eyes Chapter 4

Author note: I'm in love with the Quinn/Puck shipper go team Quick. Anyways this is my second fiction so let me no what you think.(Quinn still lives with Puck after her pregnancy she never moved with Mercedes or back with her mom in my fic.)

As the bell rang signaling next period Noah Puckerman approached the choir room. He sort of had a guilty conscious for lying to Quinn's face earlier that day. Puck hoped that what he was about to do she wont find out, plus how could he turn down Santana, it would ruin his bad boy rep. Noah opened the door to find no one other than Miss Santana Lopez sitting in the office chair spinning around. "Hey Santana, what are you doing her, where's Mr. Schue?" he asked her with a smug grin on his face. " oh, cut the crap, we only have one period to do this," she told him as she started to approach him. "do what? Please refresh my memory," he told her stupidly. "don't play stupid, can we just hurry this along, I have other plans and I needs to get my Mack on with Puckzilla ," she told him as she stepped closer into his personal space. "alright alright chill," he said and then they began making out.

MEANWHILE:

" Mercy I think something's up," Quinn told Mercedes. "what you mean?," Mercedes asked. "Well remember when I told you that Puck was meeting Mr. Schuster today, well I think he lied and now its giving me this bad feeling in my stomach , I think we should check it out," she told Mercedes shockingly. "Alright girl, but just relax, don't get yourself to worked up he's probably working on some song, but if it makes you feel better we can check it out." They began there journey to the choir room when they were close by they ran into Brittany. "Hey Brittany have you seen Puck?" Quinn asked her fellow blond. "Yea he and S are in the choir room together," she responded. All of a sudden Quinn developed a blank expression and could answer Brittany. Mercedes saw this and turned to Brittany, "Thanks for your help," she said and grabbed Quinn's had as she began to race to the choir room. When they reached the door Mercedes put her ear to it so they would no what's really going on before making an assumption.

WHAT MERCEDES HEARS:

"Stop, stop, mmmm..stop," a voice said which sounded like Puck. "WHAT NOW!," Santana grunted. "Can we sit on the chairs the floor is uncomfortable to lay on," he responded. "Ok, Ok, fine," she said. She heard shuffling and then the sounds of moans started up.

BACK TO THE GIRLS:

"Ewe!" Mercedes said just loud enough for Quinn to hear. "What, What is it?" Quinn asked Mercedes nervously. She reached to go and open the door when Mercedes said, "Quinn, don't go in their, just please don't," but it was to late she opened the door and gasped loudly at what she saw. Santana and Puck were laying across the chairs making out. They jumped up and Puck made his way to Quinn. He grabbed her arm but she pulled back "Don't Touch Me , Just don't." "Quinn, please," Puck said nervously. " Don't speak you don't get to explain yourself this time," Quinn said shakingly as tears began to roll down her cheeks. She saw Santana stand, "Oh, please stop being so pathetic, your just mad cuz I gots my mans back and I wons this time," Santana said with a proven voice. "You no what you freaking won, You finally got what you want and it was to break me, I understand we weren't so close but I didn't think you were looking for a way to hurt me this badly, I hope your happy cuz I'm not," Quinn said through tears and she then ran out the door.

Just as she ran out Mercedes appeared and walked up to him, " You got some nerve doing this to her again you jerk," she punched Puck in the cheek and began to walk towards the door. She then turned back to face him and said with attitude, " Oh and don't worry about her cuz I'm taking her home and that's to my house." she walked out to find Quinn. Their was a thick awkward silence in the choir room. Santana turned to Puck, "are you ok?" "I screwed up so badly, just, get the hell out of here Santana," He said to her with anger. Santana slowly walked out the choir room after spotting a single tear that fell from the self proclaimed bad asses cheek.

NOTE: HOW WAS IT? WAS IT GOOD? SHOULD I CONTINUE? I NEED TO GET AT LEAST ONE REVIEW BEFORE I WRITE THE NEXT CHAPTER. PLEASE REVIEW THEY MAKE ME HAPPY AND HELP ME SLEEP AT NIGHT! : )