A/N: Ahhh hello my friends! Tis been awhile! :) However, I am back with another new chapter of The Moon's Desire! :):) I have been working on this one for awhile and I believe that it is awesome! It's got goodness from all angles. Pezberry, Puckleberry, Brittberry, FABERRY! Plus, even some awesomeness that is Rachel and Judy. Haha! I hope you all enjoy this and thank you to everyone who reviews and favorites and follows this story! I love you all and I hope you continue to read! :):):):)
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LUNCHTIME
After having one of these roughest mornings i've ever had, lunchtime was here and now I would have to go to the cafeteria and sit in a place filled with the very people that were starting to get on my nerves. Like seriously? I have never been asked so many questions in my life. Did you like, camp outdoors? Were you naked the whole time or just partially? Did you screw Santana and Brittany into oblivion?...I punched that guy. Jerk.
However, all of that was nothing compared the to the anxiety of possibly having to see Quinn. My stupid mistake has most likely caused me to screw up one of the best friendships i've ever had. Although I could have sworn that she kissed me back, it doesn't help that she ran away, thinking that what we did was wrong. It hurts. Desperately.
I sigh as I walk into the choir room. I needed a couple of minutes to gather my wits before I head to the cafeteria, however, I wasn't expecting for a certain mohawked friend of mine to walk in and glare at me. Crap. I forgot about Noah.
"Well, fancy seeing you here." He says, sarcastically. He leans against the wall and stares at me, causing me to sigh. I knew he was angry that I hadn't contacted him, but he didn't exactly know the reason why, so what was I to say?
"I'm sorry, Noah." I start, walking over to my jewish friend. " I know you're angry at me and for that, i'm sorry." I say, coming to stand in front of him. He narrows his eyes at me. "I just needed time away from everything. Losing Cassidy was a big deal to me, and I just...I needed girl time. Something I thought you wouldn't want to partake in." I say and I see his eyes soften.
"I would have been there, you know." He mumbles, looking at the ground. He lifts his eyes to mine. "I could have helped, you know? You, me and Britt could have gone on a roady or something. You didn't have to leave for two weeks with no contact to anyone but Brittany. I had to find out through JewFro, Rachel!" He says, throwing his arms up in the air. I cringe. He only called me Rachel when he was upset.
"I know. I know. I'm...really sorry." I say, facing down. In all honesty, I could really use the boy now. My heart was pretty much butchered this morning, not that he should know this, but..."I need your help now, though." I quietly whisper. I know he hears me though. I look up at him and I can feel tears threatening to leak from my eyes.
His face changes to a concerned friend...no, a concerned brother and it soothes the pain in my heart, if only slightly. He sighes and opens his arms. I let out a breath and lean into those arms, rejoicing when they wrap around my body. That's what I need right now. A Noah hug. He makes me feel safe. Like any brother should.
"I love you, jewbabe." He whispers and I smile, instantly returning his sentiment.
I then hear him whisper comforting words into my ear and it instantly makes me happy that i've chosen him as one of my best friends. Even if he had to treat me horribly for years. I burrow into his warmth and I realize that even though i'm a werewolf, it helps that I have people that will be there for me. Hopefully, if Noah finds out, he'll still love me.
HALLWAY
After staying in the choir room with Noah for about 20 minutes, I decided that I should make an appearance at the cafeteria. He agreed and said that he had to get to football practice anyways. He kissed me on the forehead and left. I walked out of the room, heading for the cafeteria with tons on my mind.
As I make my way towards the cafeteria, I can suddenly hear someone walking behind me and I instantly feel alert. No one is in the halls, so the person behind me is following me for a reason. I prepare myself for the worst and quickly turn around, ready to attack, yet all I see is my best friend. I smile.
"Hey B." I say, watching as she strolls up beside me and links arms with me. "You kinda startled me."
"I'm sorry, Ray!" She says, looking apologetic. I shrug.
"How come you aren't with San in the cafeteria?" I ask, glancing at my blonde best friend as we make our way to the cafeteria. A couple of freshman look at us with stars in their eyes but I quickly shut them down with a glare. Freakin' rumors.
"I told San earlier that I had to do a test, and then I got lost while doing the test." She answers and i'm immediately confused.
"You...got lost?"
"Ya, I was doing math and then I was in the janitor's closet..." She trails off and although I love this girl immensely, sometimes I don't really get her. How the frig did she end up in the jan-...nevermind. I shake my head with a chuckle. "Did you know that Lord Tubbington tried to make Santana smoke last night? I was so mad at him." She says and I quirk an eyebrow.
"That bugger, B! How dare he try and make Santana do something that she doesn't want to do!" I say, playing along with her. She nods, muttering 'I know." I love that Brittany is still so innocent after being around this horrible world for so long. "I knew that cat was trouble when he made me eat that full tub of vegan rocky road the night that we watched the break up episode of Friends." Brittany nods.
"Ya, you got so sick. I told him to stop being so mean or I would make him go without tuna for a whole week. He just didn't listen."
"I love you, B." I say, smiling softly at the blonde. She smiles back and gives me a side hug as we enter the cafeteria. Everyone seems to stop what they are doing and kind of stare at us. I stop that. I glare at some of them and they simply resume what they are doing. Luckily for them.
Britt and I walk over to the vending machine and we each grab a soda and head over to the gleek table where...oh fuck. There she is. The blonde goddess that is in my thoughts every moment of every day. She looks as beautiful as she did this morning, obviously and watching her throwing her head back in laughter at something that Santana says, makes me smile. At least they had made up.
"Q told me what happened this morning." Brittany says, and I freeze, pulling her to a stop before we reach the table. However, the whole table notices. I see them look over at us. I look at Brittany.
"W-what did she say?" I ask, praying that she...I don't know. I watch as Brittany's face turns thoughtful. I glance in the gleeks direction and notice that they are all looking at us. Especially Santana and Quinn. I feel her eyes on me and i'm unsure if it is a good vibe or a bad one. "Does she hate me?"
"No. Not at all." Brittany says, turning to face me. I look into her blue eyes and feel at ease, if only for a moment. "She's just confused and weird right now. She wants to talk though. She doesn't want you to not like her anymore." I suck in a breath. Great. Talking. I nod slowly and take a deep breath.
"Ok. That's a start, right?" I ask and Brittany nods happily, pulling me in for another hug.
"Enough with manhandling my woman, half pint. Get your hobbit ass over here and talk to your woman! She's driving me crazy!" I hear Santana's voice in my head and I huff out a breath, unwrapping my arms from around Brittany. She pouts.
Just as we both let go and turn to head for the table, a girl steps in front of us and i'm immediately aware that she is a cheerleader. One that I really haven't noticed before, but probably would have taken the time to, if I wasn't in love with the head cheerleader. She was a red head. Slim build, incredible smile. However, she seemed really bitchy to me, or at least gave off that vibe.
"Oh hey, Gabby!" Brittany greets her brightly. 'Gabby' smiles at Brittany and I can instantly see that it is fake and that kind of angers me.
"Hi Brittany, Hi Rachel. " She says and I could almost swear that she purred my name just now. Oh fuck. Seriously? Can't these girls just leave me alone? How many times do I have to say that i'm not interested before these girls understand?
"Hi...uh, Gabby, was it?" I question and she nods. Brittany looks from me to this Gabby person and then she frowns.
"So Rachel, I was thinking that if you aren't..." She doesn't even get to finish her sentence because Brittany is forcefully dragging me away from the red head and i'm immensely grateful. Thank god. "Hey!" She shouts but she is ignored. Brittany then plops us down at the gleek table.
Everyone is there except for Noah, Finn, and Sam who are at football practice. I'm kind of glad that Finn isn't here because he annoys the shit out of me and I kind of want to punch him in the face sometimes. I wish my Jew Bro was here though. It has been such a long time since i've hung with him and 20 mintues in the choir room, just isn't enough time.
My attention is brought back to the current conversation when Kurt looks directly at me, along with a couple of other sets of eyes.
"What was that?" Kurt asks, eyeing both Brittany and I. I sigh.
"Gabby was eyeing Ray Ray up and I didn't like it. She tried to ask her out, I think." Brittany says and Santana cackles.
"She actually did that? I'm sure she's going to regret that at practice." She states and I eye her curiously. She smirks.
"Umm Ray?" Brittany whispers in my ear, as my eyes make contact with Quinn's. I thought that she would avoid me for as long as she can but her eyes are staring right back at me. I open my soda and take a drink, my eyes never leaving hers. "When we go to Santana's tonight, can I ride you?" Then I spit my drink all over the person sitting across from me.
"What the fuck?!" Santana exclaims, looking thoroughly disgusted. Oops. The people around the table all chuckle. I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand and smile sheepishly at Santana. She shakes her head and brings her water bottle to her mouth.
"Britt said she wants to ride me." Then it's me that has water sprayed across my face. I huff out a breath as everyone once again laughs.
"Fuck Satan, close that big trap of yours so a waterfall doesn't pour out next time." I growl playfully, wiping the water off my face. Santana ignores me and quirks an eyebrow at Brittany. No. Don't say it, Santana. Don't fuckin say it.
"You want to ride, Berry!?" I mentally face palm. Fuck. Everyone stops laughing and freezes, looking between all of us. Great. Santana seems to realize her mistake and she curses softly in spanish. Something that i'm only able to hear.
"You dumbass." I growl in our heads and she just shrugs.
"Well ya." Brittany says in a 'duh' tone. I laugh out loud and can't help the smile that stretches across my face. Santana turns slightly purple. "I mean, Ray is totally strong. But...you're better, Sanny." She admits and Santana softens immediately. I send a quick wink at Britt. "...though, Ray is hott too."
"Well, B. I gotta say that you are pretty smokin' yourself. I mean, just look at those legs..."
"Hey!" The latina growls, standing up and pointing at me. I grin, before shifting my face to one of indifference.
"What? She does." I say, and it is true. However, there wasn't anyway that I would feel like that about my best friend. I only had place in my heart for a hazel eyed blonde who was watching the scene, slightly intrigued. Santana growls. It's low, but I hear it. I smirk.
"You know what, you hobbit assed midget?" I laugh at her nicknaming skills and go to ask her what, but a sudden smirk lights up her face. Mine drops. Uh oh. "Say, Quinn?" She asks, turning to face the blonde. I click my tongue against the roof of my mouth. That bitch. "Did you do something different with your hair today? I mean, you aren't hotter then B, but damn if I was single, i'd..." She doesn't get much farther then that, because I took it upon myself to throw a meatball at her from Kurt's tray.
The whole table watches in fear and amusement as the meatball bounces off her face and leaves a trail of gooey spaghetti sauce along her cheek. I cringe slightly, yet the craving for meatballs is almost excrutiating now. Damn you wolf! Damn you and your love for juicy meat!
Santana huffs out a breath and turns to face me. I smirk widely and then give her a wink. Now normally, I would be scared to shit at what she was going to retaliate with, but not this time. I didn't like the way she was talking about Quinn. I did bait her into it, but still. I see Santana nod slightly before picking up her tray of...wait, is that potatoes? Aw crap.
She launches it before I can make a move and it lands on my chest. I open my mouth wide and withouth a second thought, I jump up from the table. She follows my lead and then we are face to face. Brittany and Quinn are up in seconds, thinking that this was going to be bad. It is going to be bad.
"You guys, stop!" Brittany says, worry lacing her voice. Quinn is beside her.
"Don't do this! Just let this go." She says and all I want to do is kiss her again. However, I need to stay focused on the task at hand.
Santana is inches from my face and before she says a word I bring up the plate of spaghetti and squish it in her face. This causes the whole cafeteria to stop what they're doing. They should be interested. This is going to be good.
"Oh you are gonna regret that, bitch." Santana growls as she spits a noodle out of her mouth, and I have to refrain from smiling. I can play tough. I snort at her as she wipes the spaghetti sauce out of her eyes.
"Try me, skank." Santana turns around to grab a plate of food and I don't hesitate to jump on her back. "HIIIYAAA!"
"What the-" Santana growls, feeling my weight on her. I then hear her laugh slightly and attempt to smoosh some yogurt on me.
"FOOD FIGHT!" We hear and before we know it, everyone is throwing food at everyone.
Santana and I had teamed up forces with the gleeks and we all threw food at anyone standing too close to us. I realize that this as been the most fun i've had in awhile. It feels good. I'm smiling, i'm laughing and it seems that everyone else is as well. Unfortunately, this doesn't last long, because Santana and I are being dragged to the principal's office, about ten minutes later. Oh well, you can't win them all.
PRINCIPAL'S OFFICE
"This is the second time this has happened in about a year! The janitors are working overtime just to clean up your mess! More janitors equals more money!" Principal Figgins yells, glaring at us as we watch him with amusement. "Also, I..."
"Is he really lecturing us on messin' up his school? Cause i'm pretty sure it was messed before this." Santana says through our link, as we sit and listen to him ramble on.
"Definitely. I mean, there were people throwing slushies and physical abuse everwhere! This is ridiculous." I state, shaking my head as Principal Figgins stalks angrily around his office.
"I'm sorry about that, you know?" Santana says, and I turn to hear slightly and send her a small smile.
"I know. I forgive you. I just don't forgive this damn school. God it sucks here. I kinda wish I could just go running in wolf form for like a decade. It's so much easier then this crap." I sigh and apparently that was the wrong thing to do at the moment because he turns to me and glares.
"Something important you would like to add, Ms. Berry?" I look up at him and almost want to retort something nasty, but I really don't want to get detention so I simply shake my head.
After another 20 minutes or so, listening to this man go on and on about random crap, he finally sends Santana and I home, stating, "If you cannot keep the school clean, go mess your homes for the rest of the day."
Thank god. Because now, I can avoid Quinn. Yep. I'm resorting to that. Is it the saddest thing i've ever done in my life? Probably, but I can't help it. I mean, Brittany had said that she didn't hate me, but my own stupidity is forcing me to avoid her so that I can avoid a possible awkward scenario. I just don't like them. So I go home, promising Santana that I would be over for dinner tonight like always.
However, on my way home, I decide to stop at the store. Probably the worst misake i've made...besides kissing Quinn. Well, kissing her wasn't a mistake but it...was? I don't know. Ok, so it hadn't been the right time to kiss her. Ya. That's it. Anyways, i'm starting to ramble...on my way home, I stop at the store, right? So I walk in, intent on buying some beef jerky. I know. A sin, right? It's so delicious though. Damn you wolf. Damn. You.
"Rachel, dear." My whole body freezes when I hear a familiar voice right behind me. Oh no. My eyes widen. Shit. I turn around, package of beef jerky in hand to face an older version of my favorite Fabray. Shit. "I haven't seen you since you ran out of my house like a bat out of hell."
"H-hi." I stutter out, before I clear my throat. Ok. I can get through this. There was no way that she was gonna know that I macked on her daugther. Oh god. I sound like Santana. "Hi, Mrs. Fabray. Lovely to see you again." I say, smiling in what I hope to be sincerely. I'm scared out of my freakin' mind. "Ya, I do apologize for my abrupt leave of absence that night. I had a...family emergency that I had to tend to." I say, taking a deep breath, and letting a small smile grace my face.
Mrs. Fabray looks at me curiously for a moment before returning my smile, full force. Holy crap do her and Quinn look similar. Like freakin' twins. Minus a few things, that is. I look down and see that she also has a package of beef jerky in her hands. I smile.
"That's alright, dear. I hope everything is alright." She says, looking concerned. I nod and give her another smile. She smiles back. "Good! I'm glad, " She says, pausing for a moment and eyeing the jerky in my hands. "Looks like great minds think alike." She says, motioning down the the treat in my hands. I nod.
"Apparently so, Mrs. Fabray." I reply, letting out a nervous chuckle. I have no idea how to act around this woman.
"When are you gonna come over for dinner, hunny?" My eyes widen slightly at the subject change and I open my mouth to say something when she continues on. "Did Quinn not invite you over like I asked her too?" Hmmm, Quinn was supposed to invite me over? Probably would have happened if I hadn't of nearly gotten myself killed. "She had said you were gone away with Santana for awhile, doing some...camping, was it?" She asks and I let out a nervous laugh.
"Uh...ya. I went camping. With Santana. Together." I say, not sure of exactly what i'm saying. Judy's eyes widen slightly.
"Oh so you and Santana are together?" She asks and I gape at her. Oh crap. I worded that wrong. I let out another nervous laugh and shake my head widely.
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no..." I say, continuing to shake my head like an idiot. "No, we're not...like that." I say, hoping that she doesn't throw a bible at me or something. Mrs. Fabray eyes me for a moment and then hmmm's.
"So you aren't a lesbian?" She asks, and I drop my beef jerky on the floor. I probably look like a fish out of water. My mouth is probably hanging open and i'm sure that i've got a look of horror across my face. Oh god. She found out. She knows that I want to rip her daugther's clothes off and have my way with her up against every surface. She knows that I want to mark her, bite her and lick her until...ok. I'm getting a little free with my words and a little off topic.
"I...uh...um..well...I..." I stutter out my words, and then finally take a deep breath. I can do this. She isn't my mother. Just the mother of the girl that is my soulmate. "I am." I say, and although I wanted it to come out confidently, I sound more like a child admitting something they did wrong. Great. "But just...i'm not with Santana."
She stares at me a moment, nods her head and then walks in the direction of the cash register. I watch her go and pick up my beef jerky. My heart is pounding and i'm unsure of what to think of the encounter between...
"Are you coming, dear?" She asks, and my eyes shoot up to see hers. They look highly amused. I quirk and eyebrow and nod my head, walking towards her.
When we get to cash register, she pulls the beef jerky out of my hand and pays for it, despite my protests. Once our stuff is paid for we walk outside together and my nerves are starting to get the best of me. She hasn't said a word to me since we left the cash register and I can't help but feel that this is a trap of some sorts. I continue to think this as we head towards her car. When we reach it, she stops and turns to face me.
"You know, it doesn't matter to me who you fall in love with." She states and my eyes shoot to hers. She sighs. "My ex husband.." She starts, her voice full of venom, "...he was the worst influence on our daughters. He believed only what he wanted to believe and he forced that on our daugthers." Mrs. Fabray says, her voice turning to regret. "I let him do that for so long and I shouldn't have. My girls never deserved to be punished for anything that they believed so strongly in." She says and my eyebrows quirk up slightly.
"I don't know what to say..." I trail off, giving the older blonde a hesitant smile. She shrugs.
"There isn't much to say sweetheart, but I just wanted you to know that you are always welcome in my home and I really do expect you to be over for dinner some night." She says, pointing a finger at me. I let out a small laugh. "Would you like a drive home? It looks like it is going to rain." Mrs. Fabray says, causing both of us to look at the darkening sky. I sigh.
"No thank you, Mrs. Fabray. I'm just gonna go for a run." I say, smiling at the older woman once more. She kinks an eyebrow but then nods. She turns to enter her car but I can't hold back. "Um, Mrs. Fabray?"
"Please, Rachel. Call me Judy."
"Um, Judy, " I pause, not sure of how I want to word this. "...can you tell Quinn...can you tell her that I..." I sigh, trying to get the words to come out of my mouth, "..can you tell her that i'm sorry?" I ask, unsure if she will take this the right way. Judy looks at me a moment before nodding.
"I will, Rachel." She says, "Be careful on your run home, ok?" I nod quickly and, before I can embarrass myself any further, I take off with no intention of returning to my house.
RACHEL'S HOUSE
After a much needed run in the woods, I finally reach my house, but by then it's already pitch black out and is downpouring. Absolutely pouring. It's as if the water gods decided that they were pissed off at us or something. This is ridiculous! I open the door to my house and enter, shaking off slightly. I throw my beef jerky on a table, only then noticing a note, lying there. I walk over to it and pick it up, my eyes scanning the words. Un-fucking-believable!
"Dear Rachel,
Sorry your dad and I missed you! We were going to go to your school to say goodbye once more, but our flight could no longer be delayed. We're so sorry that we've been gone so long baby girl! We will only be gone another month to Costa Rica and then we will be Berryunited again! We love you sooooo much, Star!
Here is the contact number for the place we are staying 555-459-3827, and there is money by the microwave for groceries! Also, daddy has left you his credit card in case of emergency! Love you, dad and daddy! xoxo"
I hadn't realized how much I missed them until they are actually gone. They are always so bubbly and bright and everytime I was down because somebody threw a slushie at me or something, they would always cheer me up. Now, it's as if they don't even exist anymore.
My heart breaks a little at the fact. I look around the empty house and can feel nothing but the coldness that my father's have left me with. I set down the note and continue to look around my house. A loud crash is heard from outside, causing me to jump slightly. I look to the window just as the lightening flashes outside. I sigh.
KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK!
My eyes snap to the door as I hear someone frantically knocking. I quickly open the door, without even thinking and immediately my senses are flooded with warmth. A beautiful, soaking wet goddess stands before me and i'm gobsmacked. She stares at me and can only smile weakly.
"I-I wanted t-t-to talk to y-you." She says, shivering violently.
"Quinn..." I trail off, ushering her inside and out of the rain. She shakes off briefly and immediate worry takes over my body when I see her shiver again. I quickly drag her over the couch and sit her down. "Stay here." I instruct and take off towards my room.
Once i'm up there, I take no time in grabbing a pair of shorts, a sweatshirt and a towel before running downstairs back to the blonde. She is still sitting on the couch, hugging her body for what I assume to be warmth. I run over to her and hold out the clothes. She looks up at me, curiously.
"Change in to them. You're cold and wet and I don't want you to get sick." I explain, urging her to take the clothes. She hesitates a moment before nodding and grabbing them. "You can change in the downstairs bathroom do-"
"I have been here b-before, you k-know?" She says, raising an eyebrow before smiling and walking towads the bathroom. I smile and then let out a long and deep breath just as another crash sounded. Then everything went black...well the lights went out. Ha, almost had you there, didn't I?
I look around in the darkness, because lucky me, gets to see everything. It's a wolf thing. I look around the dark room and sigh. Great. This was all I needed. I hear a door opening and can only assume that it is Quinn coming out of the bathroom. My eyes turn to meet hers, although she can not see me and I freeze. Damn she looks good in my clothes. A little bit too short for her, yet so damn delicious.
"Rachel?" She calls out. I can hear the nervousness in my voice and it makes one of my eyebrows lift. Whether it's in amusement or intrigue, i'm not sure. "Rach, I can't see you."
My eyes narrow slightly as a smirk overcomes my face. What i'm about to do is a little mean, and completely heartless, yet I find myself with the need to scare the shit out of the beautiful blonde. Too bad Santana can see in the dark too, cause it would have been hilarious to scare her.
Quietly, I begin to creep towards her and I continue to watch as she nervously looks around. I know i'm quiet and that there is no way that she hears me so I make it so that i'm about two feet in front of her before...
"RAWR!" I yell, suddenly. Then I feel a fist connect with my face along with a small crack, that only I can hear. Fuck me. I fall to the ground, holding my nose. My poor, innocent nose. I muffle a curse and try to stop the tears from falling. I mean, you get hit in the nose and try not to cry! It's freakin' impossible!
"Rachel, you ass!" She yells, and I whimper slightly. I look up to see her waving a hand through the air, presumably trying to find me.
"Mmmmgooood." I mumble out, hoping that she doesn't trip over me. Fortunately she bends down right in front of me and feels-
CRASH!
The house lights up when another wave of thunder and lightening hit the house, causing it to shake slightly. Her worried eyes search mine for a moment before the house goes dark again.
"Oh my god, you're bleeding!" She says, sounding panicked. Crap. I sigh and try to quickly snap my nose back into place before my bones realign themselves, which is pretty painful. Once I hear a soft click, I let out a breath. Thank god. At least it was dark so she couldn't see me. "Rachel, i'm sorry! I didn't mean to make you bleed. You just...you scared me and I did it on instinct and..."
"Quinn, it's ok." I say, letting out a small laugh.
"No, it isn't! I made you bleed," She says, causing me to chuckle again, "...even though you deserved it for scaring me you ass!" She finishes and I let out a scoff.
"Oh come on! It was funny." I say, smiling widely. She couldn't see me, but still. I watch as Quinn's mouth turns upwards.
"No, it wasn't funny! I am terrified of..." Her words stop and I can see her nervously biting her lip. Awww. She's scared of the dark.
"You scared of the dark, Fabray?" I joke, hoping she doesn't take this the wrong way. I watch as her cheeks flush. She stays silent and inside i'm melting. She's just so friggin' cute! "You really are, aren't you?" I say, my voice much softer this time. I watch as bites her lip again.
"I don't like it." I hear her whisper and it also breaks my heart a little. I reach for her hand and give it a squeeze before letting go and standing up.
"Wait here." I say, and immediately her eyes widen and she stands up, managing to grab my hand to hold me there. "I'll be right back, I promise. I'm just going to get some candles and a couple of flashlights." I say, hoping that she will be okay. Her eyes show fear and it physically hurts me to see that in here. Must have something to do with the whole wolf mate thing.
"How...how can you see though? What if you get lost or hurt yourself?" She asks and I want to wrap her in my arms and never let go. She sounds so innocent.
"Umm, hate to say it sweetheart, but I live here and i'm already hurt by you punching me in the face." I say, cracking a smile that I wish she could see. I hear her huff out a breath and I chuckle. "I'll be right back, Quinn. Just stay here and i'll come get you. I promise." I say and I see her nod.
"Ok." She whispers and I walk into the 'darkness'. Which for me, it really wasn't. I walk out to the kitchen and search for the emergency candles that I know daddy stashes somewhere in here. They are always prepared for blackouts. I go through a couple of drawers before I finally find them. Eureka! I pull them out and notice that there are about seven. Just enough.
I spot a lighter in the corner of the drawer and smile. At least my dads know what to do in case of a blackout. They store candles, a lighter and for some reason, five candle holders. It's not seven but it will do. Unfortunately, I don't see any flashlights down here, which means they are upstairs, most likely in the cupboard. I sigh and head back out to the livingroom. Quinn is exactly where I left her.
"I found some candles." I say, softly. I don't want to scare her again, after all. She turns to my voice and smiles in what I believe, is relief. "I'm just gonna light them in here." I say and walk over the fireplace. I set two candles on there and light them. The room lights up slightly and I turn to put then on the end tables on either side of the couch. I see Quinn walking into the livingroom and the with the little glow that is provided right now, she looks incredible. My heart picks up and I swallow, trying to calm my wolf down. Down girl, down.
I set a candle on each of the end tables and light them up, providing a little more light as Quinn sits on the couch, watching me. I turn and place the final candle on the table in front of the couch. I light it up and look around the room, pleased that there is finally some light in here. Not that it really matters for me, but...
"Thank you." Quinn says, smiling at me. I smile back.
"Well I do have two more, but I don't really have anything to set them in, so i'll leave them for now." I say, setting them beside the couch, along with the lighter. "I'm gonna go upstairs and grab a couple of flashlights though, so make yourself comfortable." I say before sprinting up the stairs, once more.
I go over to the cupboard and open it up. I see on the top shelf that there a two flashlights there and I smile. I grab them both and begin to walk downstairs but something stops me at the top of the stairs. I can't tell you what it is, but I feel...cold? I don't know. I don't usually feel cold, in fact, us werewolves are usually freakin' heaters. I look around the top floor and...god, I don't know. Something feels...off? I don't know what it is but I feel like something is gonna happen. Not necessarily bad but...god. I'm losing it. I shake my head and wander back down to Quinn.
I flick one of the flashlights on and turn it towards her. She looks up at me and smiles. God that smile. I give her one in return and walk over to her. I sit down on the couch, not too close, mind you. I hand her a flashlight.
"Here you go, ma'am, one battery powered flashlight to keep the monsters away." I say, sending her a wink. She snorts and hits me lightly. "OW! Stop beating me, woman!" I say, mimicking a pout. She laughs and then turns on her flashlight, shining it in my freakin' corneas.
"There's nothing there." I hear her say, and my heart quickens. Fuck. I put a hand on her flashlight and lower it away from my eyes. She blushes and turns it off. "I saw blood."
"I...uh...I wiped my face in the kitchen earlier." I say and right away I want to smack myself. Fuck sakes. That's right, Rachel. Dig yourself into a deeper hole...that saying is quite ironic, considering just yesterday I dug a hole...
"How did you see, though? I mean, no one can clean themselves that good without a mirror or something." Quinn accuses, lightly. I gulp.
"I...uh...I do a strict morning ritual and night ritual which include a highly detailed facial wash. " I start, a serious look upon my face. "I've been doing it for years, therefore, I can wash anything without a mirror or even light." I say, hoping that she would buy my bullshit.
"Ok." She says, and although I can tell that it is, in fact, not ok, I hope she drops it anyways. "So, I wanted to talk to you about what happened today." She says and I near fall off the couch in shock. Crap. I had forgotten about my earlier stupidity. I sigh.
"Do we really have to? Can't we just chalk it up to...I don't know...drugs?" I say, smiling hopefully. "We can tell everyone that I was doing Meth or something equally as disgusting." Quinn raises an eyebrow and shakes her head. I deflate. Great. "Look...I don't know what you want me to say, alright?" I pause, taking a deep breath.
I had two options. I could tell her right here, right now, that I have feelings for her and want to be with her. Which will most likely result in me being rejected and her running out into the storm just to get away from me, on top of never speaking to me again. Or, I can play it off as a joke. Tell her it was a friend kiss or some crap like that. Maybe she would be less likey to run off then. Hmmm. Decisions, decisions.
"Why did you do it?" She asks, more so whispers. Her voice sounds curious, yet a hint of something i'm unsure about.
"I..." Here's the moment. I have to decide. I have to tell her something believable. I just...can't lose her. No matter how I may feel about her, there is no way that I am able to lose her. Even if she is only my friend. "I...I was having a bad day, and you were there and I was happy to see you. Sometimes I tend to kiss friends when I miss them. Just ask Santana and Britt." I say and when I see her frown, i'm surprised. I replay what I just said and my eyes widened. "I mean, ask them cause they are close to me! Not cause i've done that...with them." I say, and then cringe. "Ok, well, maybe i've done that with Brittany..." I say, trailing off. Quinn gapes at me for a moment before nodding slowly.
"So you kiss...your friends." She says, saying it as if it was a statement, rather then a question. I nod. Then something crosses my mind.
"You ran." I say, unsure of any other emotion besides hurt. I don't want to show her how affected I am, but I can't help it. "I kissed you, and you ran. You...you fiddled with that stupid cross necklace and then you ran." I say, a frown making its way across my face. She quirks an eyebrow.
"My...cross necklace?"
"The one you have around your neck right now, Quinn." I say, lifting a hand and running it across said necklace, also touching her collarbone. Oh god. Calm down, Streis. Fuck that, calm down hormones! I hear a hitch of breath and i'm actually shocked. Did that come from her or me?
"I don't...understand." She says, her eyes narrowing in confusion. I sigh, heavily, anger staring to rise for some unknown reason. Oh no wait, I know why. I'm frustrated beyond belief.
"I told you earlier today that you fiddle with that necklace every time you believe you've done something wrong and after I kissed you today...you fiddled with it." I say, looking down into my lap. I'm hurt. I don't want her to know it, but I am.
"Oh." She says, and I immediately want to scream or something. She is so frustrating! ARRRGGGGG. "I'm sorry." She says and although I know she is sincere, those two words rip my gut in two for some reason. "I didn't mean to...I didn't want to...I just.." She stutters her words and I can feel her pain. Somehow.
I'm about to open my mouth when I feel her hand graze mine and I feel the instant sparks shoot through me at her simple touch. I look up at her and see that she is struggling with this. She opens her mouth, only to close it a second later.
"Quinn...I just...I want you to know that I..."
CRASH!
Thunder and lightening crack through the house, causing it to shake once again and suddenly I find myself with an armful of blonde. Quinn, apparently, had decided to hop herself up and into my lap. Although i'm certainly not complaining, I realize that it is getting extremely hard for me to focus right now. Her breath is blowing across my neck and her golden locks are spread around me. Oh god. Calm down, Streis. Warning! Warning! Stupidity alert!
"I'm sorry...I...don't...ummm I don't like thunder and lightening." She whispers, not moving her head away from my neck. Oh sweet jesus. I calm my breathing down as best as I can but I don't think i'm doing very well. My hands are wrapped around her and I can't stop them from squeezing the flesh, ever so slightly. "Rachel?"
I instantly push Quinn back on the couch, away from me. She looks shocked and, dare I say, hurt? I sigh and go to reach for her but she scoots back.
"I'm sorry, I just...listen. There is something about me...that isn't..." I stumble on my words. I'm not actually going to tell her, am I?
"What is it, Rach?" She asks, her eyes looking at me hopefully. I breath in deep. She deserves to know. She does.
"Quinn, i'm a..."
Just then a large knock on the door breaks us out of our spell. I look to the door and my senses go on high alert. That is not a familiar smell. It's a mixed one. One I haven't smelled before. My body tenses immediately and I growl internally. No matter what, I would protect this woman with my life. I growl so low, that I know the person outside will be able to hear me. They won't intimidate me.
Another knock breaks me out of my trance and I get up, getting ready to go to the door. Quinn looks up at me, worry in her eyes.
"Are you expecting anyone?" She asks. I wait a second and then turn to her.
"No."
Haha. I bet you all hate me. Cause, you know, I ALWAYS end with a cliffy. Just makes you all that more excited to read the next chapter :) However...Rachel does not blackout this time! Haha. I hope that you all enjoyed this chapter! I enjoyed writing it! hehe. Love you all! Hope to hear from you in the review section, my lovlies! Enjoy some wonderful Faberry cookies! Also, enjoy some Pezberry cake :):)
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