I know it's been a while sorry about that...
...here's chapter 7
"So, you screwed it all up?" Rachel asked as she handed Finn the rulebook.
Finn nodded, "oh, yeah."
Rachel shook her head, "you don't really believe in it all do you?" She asked him.
They were currently sitting in the Hummel-Hudson home, in the living room. Finn had asked Rachel to come over after school to try and keep him mind off of Quinn. It wasn't really working because it seemed to him all Rachel wanted to talk about was Quinn and how badly he had messed everything up.
The boy looked at the book cover and read the title over before looking up at his ex, "I think I might."
Rachel rolled her eyes, "please, Finn. Brittany probably got bored one day and decided to make the book. She most likely thought it was a funny idea, so she wrote it and then claimed that it was actually written by her cat; Lord Tubbington. It can't be true. It just isn't possible."
"But all of the rules make sense," Finn objected.
Rachel shook her head, had he always been this dence? "Finn of course it makes sense. It was written in the perspective of a girl. It was written the way Brittany thinks that girls should be treated by boys...It's just her way of letting out how she thinks guys should handle women, and dating and such." She reached out and grabbed the book from Finn, "I think I'm going to take this for you."
The seventeen-year-old Frankenteen reached out to grab it again but Rachel pulled it out of reach, "I'm gonna give it back to Brittany, this book is giving you bad ideas."
"How?" Finn asked looking at the book in her hand.
"You kissed Quinn." Rachel pointed out.
Finn nodded, "maybe so, but the book didn't tell me to do it. It actually said the exact opposite. It said don't go after someone who's taken...or something like that."
Rachel stood up, "I'm gonna go and take this to her. I'll be back in about an hour...don't do anything stupid."
Finn sighed as she watched Rachel walk out the door.
Quinn was sitting with Sam in Breadstix waiting on their order, "I really like this place." Sam whispered as he took a drink of his soda.
Quinn gave him a soft smile, "why's that?" She asked.
Sam shrugged, "well, everytime I come here, whether it's with you or my family...I'm always reminded of our first date. It's a good memory really."
The blonde girl grinned, "yeah, it was a pretty nice night."
Sam looked into her eyes, "I know you said you didn't want us to move to fast, and then I gave you that ring." He guestured to the ring that was currently on her ring finger, "but I love you, Quinn."
Quinn nodded, "yeah, I-I uh, well...Finn kissed me today."
Sam's smile turned into a frown, "what?"
Quinn shook her head, "that is not what I wanted to say." She looked at the floor, "I didn't kiss him back and I pushed him away from me. I think he got the message when I told him not to do it, when I told him not to say what he was saying."
"He kissed you?" Sam asked.
Quinn nodded while she looked up at her boyfriend, "it was nothing really...it meant nothing. I told him so, don't be mad."
Sam stood up, "sorry, I already am."
The girl stared up at him confusion etched upon her face, "where are you going?" She asked.
"This date's over." He growled, "and I'm gonna kill him." Quinn heard him mutter under his breath, before he stormed toward the door.
Quinn sighed, "great job Fabray, you're brilliant," she softly whispered.
"Ma'am," the waiter said as he walked over and set the two plates down, one of a salad; which was Quinn's, and one of steak; that was Sam's.
Quinn smiled at him politely, "thank you." She told him before he nodded and walked away. The cheerio then looked around, "well, this is embarrassing." She whispered.
She was hungry so she wasn't going to let it go to waste. She just didn't want to start it just yet. Instead she picked her purse up from under the table and searched through it for money; while she tried to add up how much she thought the meals would cost.
Rachel had rang the doorbell and waited patiently for Brittany to answer but when no one did at all she got tired of waiting. She decided to leave the book in the mail box that was hanging by the Pierce's door. "That should work, she'll find it there." The little Berry told herself before she started walking back to Finn's house.
She had decided to stop at Breadstix on the way their because she was getting thirsty, and every singer knows that they have to stay hydrated and healthy to keep their vocals in check, so she made her way inside planning on just ordering a small water to-go, however she paused when she noticed Quinn was sitting at a table by the far window alone.
Rachel made her way over to the blonde and cleared her throat, Quinn looked up from her purse and gave Rachel a slight smile, "oh, hey." She said numbly.
Rachel; who had been smiling now frowned, "are you alright Quinn?" She asked the other girl.
Quinn nodded, "yeah, I'm just trying to figure out how much all of this will cost." She guesteured to the food on the table.
Rachel looked at her confused, "isn't it like a male code for them to pay on dates?" She asked quietly.
At that the blonde stopped her search altogether. "Yeah, yes it should be." She nodded, "however, this is no longer a date, because I screwed up thinking that I should tell Sam the truth...so I told him that Finn had kissed me earlier. I obviously made a mistake though because I now realize that cheating gets you no where, but neither does telling the truth. So Sam walked out on the date we were having."
The short girl was in a bit of a shock she shook her head and looked at the food on the table, "he's making you pay." She stated.
Quinn rolled her eyes, had she not heard any of what I just said? "Obviously."
Rachel realized she must have sounded rude, and Quinn was in a bad mood, "I'm sorry to have bothered you Quinn, I was just wondering what you were doing here alone that's all."
"Yeah, you and everyone else here." Quinn spat back.
Rachel nodded once before she turned around.
"Rachel wait." Quinn said quietly.
Rachel wasn't sure if she had heard her correctly or not, yet she still turned around to face the blonde again.
Quinn looked at her all hopeful like, "would you like to join me for dinner?" She asked, "I don't think I could eat all of this on my own."
Rachel looked at the food sitting in the empty space, it was meat. She started to shake her head, "I'm sorry Quinn, but I don't..."
"Eat meat." Quinn finished for her, "I know, I remember you're a vegan." She reached forward and grabbed the plate of steak and switched it with her salad, "here, you can eat that." She nodded to the full plate of salad.
Rachel smiled sweetly before sitting down, she was a bit hungry, "thank you." She said as she picked up her fork and began to eat.
Quinn shrugged, "thank you."
Finn was pretty sure it had been longer than an hour, and he was starting to get a little upset, why had Rachel lied to him. He pulled out his cell phone and dialed the diva's phone number but it went straight to voicemail. He didn't feel like leaving a message. There was a moment of silence within the house before his doorbell rang.
Finn figured it was Rachel so he stood up quickly and walked over to the door, he was definitely going to give her a piece of his mind, she always told him that lying never got you anywhere and he was totally going to throw that fact back in her face. Yet, when he opened the door Finn wasn't met with Rachel, instead he was met with a very angry looking Sam.
"Sam?" He asked clearly confused.
The other boy didn't say anything he just drew his arm back and launched his fist against Finn's face. Finn stumbled back a little shocked with the unexpected punch. However, a moment later he was standing straight again as he looked at the Evans boy again, "what the hell man?" he yelled pressing his hand against his face.
Sam nodded, "yeah, exactly." He stepped over the threshold and pushed Finn, "why are you kissing my girlfriend?" He hollered out.
Oh so that's what this is about, Finn thought. He pushed Sam back, "because, she was my girlfriend first!"
Sam stumbled a little with the strength that Finn had forced against him yet he didn't let himself fall, "just stay away from Quinn okay, you had your chance." He growled out.
Finn shook his head, "no, I want her back, and I'm not gonna stop until I get her back!"
That made Sam even more angry he launched at Finn and the two of them tumbled over the back end of the couch and fell to the floor, Sam started punching Finn in the face, but Finn managed to flip them over so he could get a few shots in as well.
The two boys didn't even realize the door opened again and Carol, Burt, Kurt and Blaine were standing in the doorway.
Kurt shook his head, "the talk definitely didn't go over well." He said.
Carol looked at her step-son, "what talk?" She asked.
Kurt didn't answer.
"You-leave-her-alone!" Sam managed to get out before Finn could hit him again.
Finn shook his head, "no..." but that was all he could get out before Sam managed to kick him off of him. Finn and Sam both lunged at eachother again.
"HEY!" Burt hollered out and it made the two boys break apart.
Finn looked back to his family, "mom, guys when did you get home?" He asked while he rubbed his jaw.
Carol shook her head angerly, "Finn, sit down." She pointed to the couch. Finn nodded numbly as he sat on the couch. Carol then looked at Sam, "Sam, right?" She asked. When the blonde boy nodded she pointed to the chair, "you sit too." She demanded. Sam didn't argue he just sat down.
"Thanks for staying, Rachel." Quinn told the girl as they walked out of the resturant, "you really didn't have to help pay for it you know. It wasn't even supposed to be your meal."
Rachel smiled, "I know Quinn, but I just thought it'd be the right thing to do. I didn't really think you should be stuck paying for a forty doller meal that you only ordered half of."
Quinn nodded, "well, I appreciate it really."
"It was my pleasure, thanks for the salad."
"You're welcome." Quinn chuckled before she looked at the time, "Oh, I gotta go...I'm sorry I don't mean to run out on you but I promised Santana I'd do somehting for her."
Rachel shook her head, "oh, no it's fine." She gave Quinn one last smile before the two parted ways.
Santana only lived five minutes away from Breadstix and even by foot it wasn't that long of a walk. So she only took her ten minutes to get there, when she did she didn't bother ringing the doorbell she just walked right in, "San!" She hollered out.
"We're in the living room!" Puck called out.
Quinn nodded as she made her way to the living room. She was met with Puck, Santana and Brittany all spaced out in the room.
"Why am I here?" Britttany asked.
Quinn looked at Santana, but the Latina said nothing. "Santana has something she wants to say to you." Quinn whispered as she sat next to the raven haired girl.
Brittany shrugged, "so why is Puck here?" She asked.
Puck shrugged, "because I'm badass."
Santana shook her head, "no, Puck's here because I need some help moving boxes."
"Boxes?" The ditzy blonde asked.
Santana nodded, "Britt, I'm moving." She whispered.
Brittany's mouth dropped open, "I'm sorry...you're what?"
Santana sighed, "I-I'm moving." She shook her head, "my parents have decided to get a divorce, and I may be moving...but I'm also not."
"What?" Brittany was clearly confused.
"I'm still going to see you around town and at school, because I'm not moving that far away. And my mom is keeping this house, buy my father has bought another one across town." She sighed, "I just I felt weird telling you this...so I wasn't sure if I should or not."
Brittany shook her head, "so why didn't you tell me earlier."
Santana let out a small laugh, "I just told you Britt, I felt weird about it...I didn't realize if I should or not, it was a complicated thing...and I didn't want you to know."
"But why not?" Brittany looked at Puck and Quinn, "they knew?" She asked.
Santana nodded, "it was easier that way Brittany...I jut really didn't want to get you hurt, I didn't want to hurt you."
Brittany looked as though she was a dog that just got ran over, "how could you keep this from me?" She asked. "I thought you were my friend?"
Santana sighed, "Brittany don't be like that."
The blonde didn't listen she stood up and started walking toward the door, Santana looked at Quinn, "stop her?" She pleaded.
Quinn nodded as she followed the other blonde out the door.
"Brittany," Quinn muttered while she stood on the porch.
Brittany looked at her, "what?" She asked bitterly.
Quinn shook her head, "Santana didn't know how to tell you...she didn't know how you'd react to it."
Brittany shook her head, "she still could have told me, it would've been better than her not saying anything at all."
Quinn nodded, "and she probably knows that now...just don't be mad at her okay?"
Brittany shook her head, "I already am."
It was weird hearing Brittany talk like that, Quinn had never heard Brittany talk in a bitter or mean way. She was always so lively and happy...never sad.
Quinn couldn't do anything to stop her from walking away, so instead she walked back inside and looked her friend in the eye, "I'm sorry." She whispered.
So I hope that chapter was good enough, I'm sorry for the wait, and please review!