Okay I am so sorry for the extremely long delay in update but university was crazy lately. Has anyone ever done events management? No, well don't. It's a pain in the ass!
In good news I decided what I want to do with the babygate situation.
Also yes I'm one of those people that like Rachel becoming close friends with one of the Cheerio's or more than one, don't shoot me. Was curious if anyone had a preference for which one?
Chapter Eight: Unexpected
Rachel had quit Glee.
Quit Glee.
She wasn't quite grasping why exactly she had done so, all she really remembered was the overwhelming hurt as yet again she was pushed aside by Mr Shue, once again humiliated and suddenly words were spewing out of her mouth at a rapid pace and before she knew it she was no longer in Glee Club.
She realised this would probably hurt them more than it would her, she knew this because Puck had been berating her for twenty minutes solid, demanding to know why the hell she left him without any form of entertainment in stupid Glee Club, a club that he had joined solely so he could have more opportunities to have sex with her. She vaguely realised she should have been offended by his remarks but found that at this moment in time she just wanted to go home and go to sleep.
Puck must have realised that she was merely sitting with a blank look on her face and cut himself off, "What the hells wrong with you?"
Rachel pondered her answer because really what was wrong with her. Glee club was a vital stepping stone for her future career on Broadway, leading them to nationals would give her stellar background experience. Yet she couldn't think of one thing to say to Puck, she knew he was staring blankly at her, watching and waiting for some form of explanation and all Rachel could do was burst into tears.
She was vaguely aware of Puck's horrified expression as he tentatively wrapped his arms around her and hauled her onto his lap. She pressed her face tightly into the crook of his neck, hot tears rolling off her cheeks and down his neck. He murmured soft coos of reassurance into her ear, stopping ever so often to press soft kisses to the side of her face. She knew he was attempting to comfort her but the tenderness of his actions only seemed to spur on her tears.
"Shh, baby. I've got you."
Rachel dabbed under her eyes delicately as she tried to hide the tell-tale redness that formed after her embarrassing crying episode. She jumped startled as a sob echoed behind her. Twisting around nervously she peered into the half closed stall behind her and caught sight of the red and white cheerio's' uniform and blonde hair. She hesitated as to whether she should comfort the cheerleader or not before deciding the worse that could happen was a scathing insult hurled her way. Which really happened on a daily basis anyway.
Pushing open the door she watched as Quinn wiped quickly at her eyes, "Are you alright?"
Quinn glared up at her with tear rimmed eyes, "Go away, man hands!
Rachel debated whether to go or not but decided that misery loved company and slide down the door to rest of the floor in front of Quinn, barely suppressing her disgust of the dirty cramped space she had just squeezed herself into for the sake of a girl who hated her.
They sat in silence a few moments before Quinn spoke, "Why were you crying?"
Rachel shrugged, "I quit Glee. Everybody in this school hates me. I'm in a situation with a boy that I can't seem to get away from. I don't know, all of it I guess. Why were you?"
Quinn frowned clearly debating what to say, "I thought I was pregnant. I mean maybe I was but I'm not. Not now anyway."
"Oh, Quinn." Rachel gaped at her not sure how to continue, "Why are you telling me this?"
Quinn laughed without humour, "Because I know you won't tell and I had to tell someone. It makes it real, I guess."
Rachel didn't have any words of comfort, no well rehearsed speeches about how this was perfectly normal. Instead all she did was take the head cheerleaders hand and squeeze tightly, repressing a smile when the blonde squeezed back in response.
Noah Puckerman had feelings for Rachel Berry. Puck liked Berry. No matter what way he thought about it, it was still fucked up and he really had no idea where it came from. He just knew that when he held Berry this morning and wiped away her tears he felt something. Something he knew he hadn't felt before and the only explanation was that he cared bout her, to be honest he knew he felt a little something more than he should for her. He got way too possessive when another guy so much as looked at her to be considered healthy but he just figured that he didn't like to share his sex buddies.
He was evidently wrong.
It wasn't even just about the sex although that was pretty amazing, he just liked being with her, holding her and hanging out with her. She was actually pretty fun when she dialled down on all the crazy. And if anyone had to hear his thoughts right now they'd call him a pansy, which he totally was right now. C'mon Rachel freaking Berry? He couldn't have picked a more hated person in all the school to suddenly develop feelings for? He couldn't even slushy her this morning! God he was totally growing a vagina because of her.
He blinked dazed as he realised everyone in the room was talking about said girl. How long had he been thinking about his screwed up relationship with her to miss out an entire half of a conversation going on around him.
Kurt huffed as he grudgingly said his piece, "We can't do it without her."
Mr Shue sighed, "That's not true. We may have to layer Santana and Mercedes over Quinn's solo but – we'll be fine."
"Maybe for the invitational but not sectionals and certainly not regional's." Artie spoke up, suddenly tired of everyone pretending that they didn't need Rachel.
Puck sneered, "The wheelchair kid's right. That Rachel chick makes me want to light myself on fire but she can sing."
Puck internally winced, oh yeah he was really glad Berry was not in the room to hear that comment because if she had she would hold out on sex for like a month and that wouldn't really help him to sort out his feelings for the crazy girl.
"Rachel left guys! She's gone!"
Puck snorted and shared a look with Artie. Artie he discovered actually liked Berry despite the sometimes harsh comments he said about her. At first Puck kind of goggled at him in wonder the silently questioning of why hanging in the air, of course that made Puck a hypocrite given that he was sexing the chick and seemed to have a hidden secret of wanting to go about calling her his girl.
He needed mental help.
Rachel was amazed how her mood went from depressed to pissed in the space of a few hours. Rachel was enraged for a few reasons; first Mr Shue tried to replace her with an old drunk lady and then she discovered that Puck had been trash talking her during the Glee practices she had missed. Light himself on fire? Not to mention she heard he had sex with April. Really! Also Finn had the audacity to attempt to use her 'feelings' for him against her in order to get her to rejoin Glee.
All in all Rachel was feeling a little hostile given the way she had been treated the past few days. Yet somehow she was the one going back with her tail between her legs even when she knew that she had did nothing wrong.
"Gets easier you know."
Rachel whipped around to face the voice behind and came face to face with current bane of her life, April Rhodes who was still dressed in her cowboy outfit.
"What?"
April smiled softly at her, "Being the star? It gets easier. It just takes awhile."
Rachel smiled back bitterly at her, "Not for me it won't."
Taking a deep breath she turned back around and entered the room immediately feeling all hostile eyes on her and once just once she wished someone would come to her rescue without an alter motive.
Berry owns every song she sings, seriously there's not one song on this earth that she couldn't dominate and he was big enough to admit that. She may have her faults but damn could his girl sing. Catching sight of brown hair whipping by him he whips his hand out to grab onto her arm and pull her up against him, his lips finding hers with ease. He frowns into the kiss when he feels her tense up and pull away from him.
"What's the matter, baby?"
Her hands smooth down his chest for a few beats before she speaks, "I can't do this. I can't keep giving myself to someone who doesn't even like me. Someone who throws slushies in my face, calls me names, eggs my house and generally goes out of their way to make my life hell."
Puck scowls at everything she just sprouted off, "Yeah, I did that but I –"
She cuts him off with a soft kiss to his lips, "I'm sorry, Noah."
With that she walks away from him. Puck swears and hits out his fist into the wall. He really wasn't expecting that to happen at all. He pretty much thought he say he wanted do more than screw her, she'd get all doe eyed and he'd take her back to his, sneak her into his room and they'd have a round of amazing sex. Figured that when he just discovered he actually likes a girl, all his past mistakes come back to ruin it before it even really started.
