Dark Side
By: TracyCook
Disclaimer: I own nothing. These characters belong to the creator of Glee.
Couple: Quinn/Rachel
Rating: M
Chapter 7
Sabotage
Finn pressed the X button on his controller ferociously as he lent forward on the couch. For some reason he believed that the more he moved around and lent forward, the faster his character would move. Of course, that defied physics. Not that he knew anything about that.
Rachel had abruptly kicked him out of the house after the incident and he was so confused about what had happened that he decided to head over to his best friend's house to vent. Venting consisted of screaming and playing video games. But, as Puck won yet another game and Finn threw his controller down on the couch, he couldn't help but remember how weird his night with his girlfriend had been.
It just didn't make sense.
He could have sworn she said Quinn's name while they were making out, then she promised she didn't say it before kicking him out?
'I guess I'll never understand chicks.' He stared over at Puck who was wearing a satisfied grin. "Dude, there is no way that you keep winning just by luck are you cheating or somethin'?"
"Yeah right, like I need cheats to kick your ass at this game." He laughed and lent back on the couch, clicking back to the main menu in order to start another game. The truth was he was using cheats, he had always used cheats, and Finn had never won a game before in his life. It was great.
Both boys returned their attention to the television and Finn started thinking about how crazy Rachel had been acting a few hours ago. He couldn't get it off of his mind and he needed to tell someone. "I have a feeling Rachel is cheating on me."
"No way dude." Puck said as he killed his best friend's character again, smirking as he glared over at him.
"How do ya know?"
"Because, if she was cheating on you with anyone it would be me. And seeing as she isn't cheating on you with me, then she isn't cheating." He grinned and this earned a punch in the arm from his friend. "No, but seriously! She doesn't like any other guys, so what are you worried about. She's been all over your nuts forever!"
"I know." He nodded with a doofy grin on his face. Up until now Finn had known that Rachel only had eyes for him. She made it blatantly obvious with all of the songs that she sang to him and how much of an effort she put into stealing him away from Quinn. But, something had changed. She wasn't acting the same anymore. Not since they had sex. "But, tonight she did somethin' really weird."
"What'd she do?" Puck asked, his eyes fixated on the television.
"I'm not sure I heard right, but it sounded like she said Quinn's name while we were, y'know, doin' it."
"Hot." He said as his mind filled with inappropriate images of his ex-girlfriends having sex with each other.
"Dude, that's not hot! What if she's cheating on me with her?"
"Tell her that it isn't fair unless they let you join in." Puck grinned and turned to look at Finn who also seemed to enjoy the thought of being in bed with the two of them. "See, it's hot."
"Okay, yeah, that's hot." Finn agreed. "But it's not hot that my girlfriend is thinking about sleeping with someone else while in bed with me." He paused and pressed the X button furiously again only to die once more and glare over at his friend. He knew that he had to be cheating. "I mean, I dunno, maybe I'm reading too much into it. She said she said Finn not Quinn."
"Maybe you were just thinking about Quinn and that's why ya heard it." He suggested.
"Nah, I wasn't thinking about her." He paused. "At least I don't think I was."
"See, that's totally what it is."
"Then why did she kick me out of the house after I asked her about it?" Finn wondered. Things still weren't seeming to add up in his mind. He didn't understand what was going on. He had never loved anyone like he loved Rachel and he couldn't stand the thought of losing her.
"Probably 'cause you accuse her of sleeping with her worst enemy." He laughed and once again succeeded in killing Finn's character.
"Dude! What the hell!? You are totally cheating!"
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Brown eyes were wide and full of conflicting emotions as she stared down at the card attached to a rose that she found in her locker. When she had first witnessed it, she had assumed that it had been her boyfriend who had left it for her. Perhaps he thought that she was angry with him and that was why she had kicked him out of her house the night before.
But, now, as she read over the words on the card she was having her doubts.
It wasn't Finn's handwriting. The letters were curly and cute and appeared to belong to a female writer. And the words themselves caused her heart to start racing in her chest and her stomach to fill with butterflies.
She had a feeling that she knew exactly who had sent the rose to her.
'Were you singing to me?'
The question was simple, but it held so much hidden meaning behind it. It held hope and curiosity and Rachel didn't know how to respond to it. All she could do was reread it over and over as she thought about the song that she had sang in Glee Club. She had been trying her hardest to convince herself that she had been singing to Finn and only Finn, she needed to be singing to him, yet she knew it wasn't true. She had picked the song because it spoke to her in the moment. And, it spoke to her in the moment because of the kiss she had shared with Quinn.
When the song had started playing on her Ipod it had immediately stood out to her. It made her feel something. She tried to convince herself that it was about kissing Finn, but she knew it was about kissing Quinn.
The way that her lips had moved against hers. The way that she tasted. Her sweet scent intoxicating her. The arousal forming between her thighs.
These were all things that she only felt when she kissed the blonde cheerleader.
The kiss that the two of them had shared was a kiss that people waited a lifetime to share. It was the connection that people wrote about in love novels and actors depicted on Broadway. Internally, she could not deny this. Externally though, she would take that secret to her grave. There was no way that she was going to respond to Quinn's question.
She would never admit that she was singing to her.
Standing a ways down the hallway were Brittany and Santana. The Latina was leaning against one of the lockers and watching the starlet closely as she read over the note that was attached to a rose. She had a feeling that she knew exactly who had sent the rose and it wasn't Finn. Her brown eyes were fixated on the small smile that tugged at Rachel's lips and she smirked.
"Looks like Q isn't the only one with a little crush."
"Rachel likes her back?" Brittany asked with a naive smile. "That's so cute, San!" She sounded so happy. All that she wanted was for everyone to get along and this was great. They no longer hated each other, they loved each other.
"Yeah, cute." Santana stated sarcastically. She was already devising the perfect plan to sabotage the two of them and to out Quinn's feelings for Berry to the entire school. She just had to make a few arrangements and she would be back in charge of the school.
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"This is so sweet of you, San." Brittany said as the two of them lent against the lockers and watched Quinn open hers and pull out a small stuffed bear that was holding a heart. "Now the two of them can finally get together." She smiled, suddenly lost in thought. "I hope they invite us to the wedding."
"Trust me there isn't gonna be a wedding Brits." Santana said with a sly grin as she watched hazel eyes scan over the letter attached to the stuffed animal. She watched as confusion turned to hope and then hope turned to excitement, and she knew that she had her.
"Because they're both girls?" She asked, confused.
"Yes." The Latina said before realizing what the other woman had asked. "Wait, no. Just watch and you'll see."
On the piece of paper attached to the bear, Santana had written the words 'I've been thinking about you, Quinn. I would like to relive that kiss we shared. Meet me in the science classroom after school.' She had even forged Rachel's signature and added a little gold star sticker to further prove that it had been the diva who had sent it.
Quinn glanced over at her and she quickly hid the bear back in her locker when she realized that the other cheerleader was watching her. She didn't want her to know about her crush. With that, she hurried back down the hallway toward her next class and Rachel walked up to open her locker, turning to stare at the blonde with confused eyes as she rushed away.
"Okay, now for Berry." Santana said.
Brittany had her hands together and she was smiling excitedly as they watched the petite brunette. She didn't really understand what was going on, she just knew that they were setting Quinn and Rachel up on a secret date together. It was exciting to her.
Rachel knit her brows together and glanced over at Santana. She had a feeling that something bad was going to happen when she opened her locker. Reaching up, she put in her combination and was pleasantly surprised when she was met with another note. Reaching out, she picked up the note and flipped it open, her eyes scanning over the words. She looked thoroughly confused.
The message that Santana had sent to her was, 'I'm sorry about everything. I'd really like to at least be friends. Can you meet me after school in the science classroom so we can talk? - Q.'
Now all she had to do was wait to see how it turned out. Hopefully Quinn would show up to the science classroom hoping to get her mack on, and Rachel would show up hoping to be just friends. Then Q would make a move on the other girl and get rejected and Santana would have it all on camera.
As Rachel started down the hallway toward her next class, she had a sinking feeling in her stomach that something bad was going to happen. She didn't like the way that Santana and Brittany were lurking outside of her locker. And she didn't really understand the sudden change in behavior from Quinn. A few hours earlier, she had sent her a rose that asked if she was singing the song to her, and now she was saying she was fine with just being friends?
What had caused her to change her mind all of a sudden?
'Perhaps she realized that I was obviously singing the song to Finn and now she wants to at least savor a friendship? Could I be friends with Quinn after everything that happened?'
She didn't know, honestly. After the kiss that they shared and all of the feelings that she had been having since the incident, she couldn't see the two of them just going on as friends and forgetting that it ever happened. But, she was still willing to try. She had always wanted to be friends with Quinn.
'What could it hurt to try?'
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Quinn was impatiently tapping her fingers against the edge of the teacher's desk in the science classroom. Her hazel eyes fixated on the clock that hung next to the door. School had ended nearly ten minutes ago and there was still no sign of Rachel. She was starting to think that this was all just some kind of prank, or that Rachel had chickened out because of her boyfriend.
The thought caused her jaw to clench tightly. She hated thinking about Rachel and Finn together. She still couldn't believe that he had been intimate with her. It made her sick.
'That was supposed to me... I was supposed to be her first...'
Her heart was pounding painfully in her chest as she refocused her eyes on the door. She had a plan for when the other woman arrived. She wasn't going to give her a chance to think about things. She wasn't going to give her a chance to second-guess herself or decide that she didn't want to kiss her again. If Rachel Berry showed up to the science room, she was going to kiss her.
'I'm going to kiss her senseless and make her forget that tree that she's dating.'
Suddenly, the handle to the science classroom started to jiggle and Quinn's heart stopped as she watched it. She was terrified to make a move on Rachel and the only thing getting her through it was knowing that she had personally asked her to. 'Breathe Quinn! Breath... Count to three and just go for it. She sent you a letter asking you to kiss her again, and she's here, so she obviously wants it... Just go for it. Don't you dare chicken out and lose this opportunity forever.'
Rachel pushed the door open and walked inside and she was already starting to regret showing up. She had debated not showing up for ten minutes or so before finally deciding that she wanted to make their friendship work.
But, all of the lights were off in the classroom and she found that to be really weird.
'And the way she is looking at me is not the way that a friend looks at another friend... She looks like she wants to devour me... Her eyes are so dark and lustful... Oh god, what have I got myself into?'
"Hello Quinn." She gave her a small and shy wave as she walked into the room a little more. "I got your letter." She said, leaning against the teacher's desk and looking over at the gorgeous blonde. Her heart was pounding in her ears and her stomach was twisted in knots. 'Something is definitely off... What is going on... Why is she moving toward me...? Why is she looking at me that way?'
Quinn was now standing directly in front of Rachel. Her hands resting on either side of her against the teacher's desk and hazel eyes fixated on brown. Their lips were only inches apart and their bodies were just barely brushing against each other.
She could feel the heat of the blonde's body against hers and she immediately reacted to their closeness.
"Quinn, what are you doing?" Her voice came out as a barely audible squeak as she attempted to back up further against the desk, but there was nowhere for her to go. Deep down she didn't want to go anywhere. She didn't want to run. She could feel her arousal intensifying and a wetness forming between her thighs. 'How does she always affect me like this? It's only her... Gah! You need to stop this...'
"I got your letter too." Quinn breathed out hotly against her lips. Her voice was deep and lustful and Rachel's entire body shuddered when she felt heated breath rush against her lips and down her throat.
It took her a minute to really process what she had said and it confused the starlet.
"Quinn, I never-"
Her voice was interrupted as the blonde lent forward and captured her lips in a heated kiss. Rachel moaned out against her lips and she instantly forgot whatever she was about to say. She hadn't sent a letter to the blonde, but right now she didn't care. She had those perfect lips moving against hers again and it felt amazing.
Rachel's fingers were suddenly tangled in blonde hair and she was pulling Quinn's body closer to her own. Thoughts of Finn were long gone as she felt her body press flush against hers and heard the cheerleader let out a moan of pleasure. There was something so sexy about hearing Quinn moan. The sound caused her clit to throb and her body to ache with need. She needed more. She wanted more.
Quinn removed her hands from the edge of the desk and she placed them on Rachel's hips so that she could pull her body closer to her own. She wanted to feel more of her. She had a feeling that this moment wasn't going to last much longer before she realized that she had a boyfriend she "loved," and she wanted to savor every single moment. Every touch. Every taste. She loved how small her hips were and how they fit in her hands. She loved everything about Rachel Barbra Berry.
Suddenly, the blonde swiped her tongue along Rachel's full bottom lip before sucking it between her lips and biting down on it.
This elicited a whimper from the diva.
She had never felt anything like it in her life. The mix of pleasure and pain as Quinn's teeth sunk into her lip and tugged on it was exhilarating. Her body felt like it was on fire and she felt weak in the knees. She was lightheaded and almost positive she was going to pass out any minute now.
'I need to put an end to this, what about Finn...?'
Rachel's thoughts were cut off as Quinn thrust her thigh between her legs and pressed it against her heated center under her skirt. She could feel the pressure against her swollen clit and it felt amazing. She wanted more than anything to rock against the thigh and indulge in the pleasure that would undoubtedly follow. But, that was when it really hit her. When she realized that she was already so close to reaching her orgasm. Something that she had never been able to do with Finn.
He never made her come. He always arrived too early.
Quinn was different. She was completely focused on pleasing her. That was all that she cared about honestly. Just the thought of pleasuring Rachel was enough to drive her crazy and cause her own arousal to intensify.
That was all that she had wanted for the longest time and seeing Rachel move against her thigh and lean her head back in pleasure was enough to nearly push her over the edge. 'I'm already so close and she hasn't even touched me yet...'
But, she could see the doubt in brown eyes and she knew that this was all about to come to an abrupt halt. It killed her. She tried to move against Rachel again, but it was too late. The diva was already attempting to pull away by lifting herself up and sitting on the edge of the desk so that she was no longer in contact with her thigh.
Quinn could feel the cold air rush against her thigh and it was slick with Rachel's arousal. 'God she is so wet... She's so wet for me...'
"Why'd you stop?" The cheerleader practically whined. Both of them breathing heavily and obviously not ready for the moment to end.
"Because, I..." She swallowed and tried to calm herself down. Her heart was pounding loudly and her body was aching with desire. She hadn't wanted to put an end to the moment. She had wanted to rock against Quinn's thigh until waves of pleasure took over her body. She had wanted to feel Quinn's fingers inside of her pleasing her as she screamed her name. She just had to stop. She had a boyfriend and she didn't believe in cheating, though she had been doing a lot of it lately. "I have a boyfriend, Quinn."
"But, your letter." She whispered sadly. Those were the last words she wanted to hear. Her heart was breaking as she realized that once again it would always be Finn. She was so sick of it.
"What letter?" Rachel finally remembered what had confused her in the first place. "I never sent you a letter..."
"Yes." Quinn suddenly felt sick. If Rachel hadn't sent the letter then that meant someone else had set the two of them up and there was a chance that the diva didn't actually want to kiss her. She couldn't handle the thought. "You did, it's right here." She walked across the room and reached into her backpack, pulling out the piece of paper and handing it to the other woman.
Rachel looked the note over and knit her brows together in confusion. "That is most definitely my signature, but I didn't send this."
Her heart was breaking and she wanted to just crumble to the floor and start crying, but more than that she wanted to find out who had done it and kill them. She would strangle them. "Who could have done this?"
Author's Note:
Hey everyone! I got so many reviews that I decided to add another chapter ASAP! :)) Thank you all so much for still supporting me... I am sorry to the people who seemed angry at me for the long wait, but hopefully this will help make up for it! What do you guys think that Santana is going to do with the tape of Quinn and Rachel making out? What will happen now that they made out again? Will Rachel admit her feelings? What about when Finn finds out they've been together? Finchel breakup anyone? :))
Please tell me what y'all thought of this chapter!
I love you all and thank you so much for hanging in there with me!
-Tracy Cook-
