"What do you want, Blondie?" Mercedes sneered, watching the usually conserved blonde twitch uncomfortably under the groups gaze.
Rachel straightened up from her comfortable position on the bed to catch a glimpse of the blonde and ended up cringing under the sudden flaming in her joints. She collapsed back onto the bed with a pained gasp. Kurt and Tina were at her side in a flash while Mercedes ran out the door to find Holly, knocking Quinn out of the way in the progress.
"Rachel, are you okay!" Artie asked from his position on the floor, his tone laced with instant panic.
Rachel blinked back the pained tears in her eyes and flashed a pained smile, hoping it wouldn't come across as forced.
"No worries, just a little soar. Ms Holiday warned me about moving, I shouldn't have disregarded them completely. Tina, maybe you should stop Mercedes from disturbing her once again."
Tina nodded silently. Before exiting the room, she shot a weary glance at Quinn. The blonde stood up straight and looked at Tina straight in the eyes. After a few seconds, Tina gave Quinn a small nod, leaving the blonde with a look of confusion, and rushed down the hall to catch up with her friend.
"Are you sure you don't need anything, Rachel?" Kurt asked.
"I assure you, I am recovering surprisingly quick. Ms Holiday is very good at what she does. As your newest friend, I hereby give you the permission to turn in for the night. You too, Artie."
Kurt's eyes flashed to Quinn and back to Rachel quickly.
"Are you sure? I can stay longer if you need me to."
"And it's not that big of a deal for me either." Artie added.
"I insist."
Artie stood with a loud clang and slowly made his way to the door, Quinn hurriedly moving out of the way to prevent her toes from being crushed. Kurt shot Rachel a worried look. He wasn't sure that leaving Rachel alone in her room with Quinn, the girl who just turned her into a human popsicle, was such a great idea.
"Well... I'll see you tomorrow, I guess."
The boy shot a glare at Quinn before departing the room.
Rachel shifted her weight so she was supporting herself on the bed with her elbows. The blonde stood in the doorway awkwardly unsure where to go from there.
"Won't you come in, Quinn?"
The blonde silently made her way into the room and stopped to observe her surroundings.
Rachel wondered absently to herself what exactly the other girl was looking for. Or what she was dong here in the first place. If she was here to apologize, she was going to make her work for it.
"Please, take a seat Quinn." Rachel insisted, pointing to the empty desk chair that Mercedes was sitting in before she left. The blonde took the seat in the chair, finding great interest in her hands that were placed in her lap.
"I do not want to appear as rude, but I cannot help to wonder if the only reason for your current visit is my present state, that you put me in. If this is untrue, I humbly request the cause for you coming to see me."
Instead of answering, Quinn delicately picked up a picture of her on her new desk. Rachel watched curiously as Quinn traced the lines in the photograph gently.
"Is this your boyfriend?" she asked quietly, turning the photo to Rachel and pointing to Finn. Rachel smile slightly. The photo was taken in freshman year. Finn had just made Quarterback and won the season opener for the Titan's, it was also the first win McKinley had accomplished in twenty years.
He looked as if he had just got off the field, which he had. He was in his uniform and covered in sweat. He had his heavy arm draped over her shoulder and he was smiling goofily down at her.
"Oh, no, that's my best friend, Finn Hudson."
"I see..."
"Listen, Quinn, just tell me why you're here or get out!" Rachel snapped, starting to get annoyed with Quinn's evasiveness.
The blonde's eyes snapped up in shock.
"I-I... Are you okay?"
"Am I okay!" Rachel, asked incredulously "You freeze me solid, without reversing the effects, and than you have the gall to come in here and ask me if I'm okay!"
Quinn paused.
"Yes..."
Rachel collapsed on to the bed deflated.
"Whatever... just come here what you came here to do. Clear your conscience and get out."
Rachel flushed red in anger when Quinn started to giggle.
"What on earth is so amusing!"
"Oh, n-no, it's just that..." Quinn took long deep breaths and tried to compose herself before speaking again.
"It's cute that you think I have a conscience." she grinned at Rachel's shocked expression "But, I am sorry. I'm not sure how to make it up to you, but I will."
"Quinn, may I be blunt?"
"Shoot."
"You're a bitch."
Quinn quirked her eyebrow and smirked at the injured girl.
"I never said I was a good person."
"You are a beautiful girl, Quinn. You are extremely gifted as far as I can tell and lot's of people seem to like you, god knows why, but they do. I'm telling you right now, to tell me what your problem is with me."
Quinn beamed.
"I have a proposition for you."
Rachel's eyebrows sky rocketed.
"You literally just met me yesterday!"
"And from what I could tell, you're smart, you adapt quickly, and you can fight. Your power could be useful too, Rachel."
"Quinn?"
"Yes?"
"Whatever your are about to suggest, I decline."
Anger flashed across hazel eyes.
"Don't be stupid, Berry. You don't even know what I'm going to ask for."
"Quinn, I'm sorry, but I'm not interested in any groups or clubs. I just want to settle in and I hope your can respect that."
"It's a shame really. We could have used you, Rachel."
"I hope we can still be friends-"
Quinn cut her off.
"Hah, what gave you the impression that we were friends."
Rachel frowned.
"I admit you may be a tad intimidating, but- the way you were with me today-"
"Don't be an idiot, Man-hands. You're about as useful as Brittany's deduction skills to me now. Don't bother talking to us tomorrow."
Quinn got up without another word and left the room, leaving a shocked Rachel Berry.
"R-Rachel, are you o-okay?"
Quinn's POV:
"... I humbly request the cause for you coming to see me."
Why am I here? Jesus Christ, look at her! Do you see her on the bed, you did that to her.
Something on the desk caught my eye. It was Rachel and some freakishly tall guy with his arm draped over her shoulder. He was touching her Rachel.
But she looks so happy.
What if being here never makes her as happy ever again.
God, I wish I was allowed to make Rachel smile like that.
"Is this your boyfriend?" I ask, running my hands along the picture, tracing Rachel's near perfect features.
I can feel her eyes on me, boring into me.
'Snap out of it, Quinn! You've known her for a day and she's scared of you... And your father..."
My father.
"Oh, no, that's my best friend, Finn Hudson."
Maybe I can be her friend. That's at least something.
'But how much self-control do you have? You basically lost it in sparring class, what makes you think you could hold me in any longer.'
"I see..."
'Rachel. Poor, beautiful Rachel. How long are you going to kid yourself, Quinn?'
"Listen, Quinn, just tell me why you're here or get out!"
'Rachel's very hot when she's angry...'
Shut up, shut up, shut up!
Rachel winces slightly as she yells.
'Quinn... You're hurting her... Let me take control, you know you can't do this yourself.'
"Are you okay?"
"Am I okay!" she yelled "You freeze me solid, without reversing the effects, and than you have the gall to come in here and ask me if I'm okay!"
Solid! What the hell did you do!
'You were angry, Quinnie, what did you expect me to do?'
"Yes..."
'Quinn, you're making her angry.'
If you take over... What if you get angry?
'We both want her safe, and let's face it. I can do a much better job.'
"Whatever... just come here what you came here to do. Clear your conscience and get out."
'Quinn... What's the worst that could happen.'
Random memories flash through my mind. Friends, nightmares and dreams... My father
'That's my girl.'
Please, I don't want to hurt her... Lucy do your thing, than give my control back.
Silly Quinn, the only way to keep her safe is to hurt her. Tough love, sweetie.
I flinched when I heard Lucy giggle loudly.
"What on earth is so amusing!"
"Oh, n-no, it's just that..." Lucy took long deep breaths and tried to compose herself before speaking again.
"It's cute that you think I have a conscience." I feel my face widen into a grin at Rachel's shocked expression "But, I am sorry. I'm not sure how to make it up to you, but I will."
Lucy! What the fuck are you doing?
Lucy's thoughts terrified Quinn, granted they were her's but still.
'Come on, Quinnie. Just let me try, who knows, she might accept.
No! Don't you-
"Quinn, may I be blunt?"
"Shoot."
"You're a bitch."
Lucy! I change my mind! Stop-
"I never said I was a good person." Lucy smirked.
"You are a beautiful girl, Quinn. You are extremely gifted as far as I can tell and lot's of people seem to like you, god knows why, but they do. I'm telling you right now, to tell me what your problem is with me."
If possible, my- Lucy- our- whatever! Our smile grew wider at the backhanded compliment.
'You'll thank me later, Quinn.'
No, don't-
"I have a proposition for you."
Rachel's eyebrows sky rocketed.
"You literally just met me yesterday!"
"And from what I could tell, you're smart, you adapt quickly, and you can fight. Your power could be useful too, Rachel."
Lucy, she's to new at this, you know she is.
"Quinn?"
"Yes?" Lucy replied.
"Whatever your are about to suggest, I decline."
I felt the burning of anger deep in my stomach.
"Don't be stupid, Berry. You don't even know what I'm going to ask for."
'As hot as she is, she is sure an idiot.'
LUCY!
I felt a deep tingling travel through my body. Happy thoughts. I can't let her control me.
'That's what you think.'
"Quinn, I'm sorry, but I'm not interested in any groups or clubs. I just want to settle in and I hope your can respect that."
"It's a shame really. We could have used you, Rachel."
"I hope we can still be friends-"
Lucy cut her off.
"Hah, what gave you the impression that we were friends?"
'Quinn, I'll cut you a deal. You want her safe, continue like everything's normal. Follow dady's rules. That's the only way. You stay around her, you're finished. And you know it.'
"I admit you may be a tad intimidating, but- the way you were with me today-"
"Don't be an idiot, Man-hands. You're about as useful as Brittany's deduction skills to me now. Don't bother talking to us tomorrow."
'If you know what's good for you, leave. If she's not with us, she's against us.'
I felt the feeling flush back into my head. It was as if Lucy was nothing but a bad memory.
I rush as quickly as I could out of the room, dodging her roommate, and dashing down the hall.
Truthfully, Lucy's right. If she wasn't with the cause... She wouldn't last very long.
I pull open the door to my room and throw myself onto the bed.
"Hey, Quinn, Puck was here earlier, he was asking something about pictures?" her roommate reported from her place on the opposite bed.
"Whatever, Harmony. Did my father send the photo's yet."
I look to Harmony who just shook her head silently, smirking.
"You know just as well as anyone, that he has better things to do than put your idiot boyfriend's mind at ease."
"Don't call him that..." I grit out between my teeth. I don't love Puck. But I don't need Harmony to thin that.
Harmony's sharp giggle turned into a hearty chuckle. I look to her place on the bed to see Puck grinning toothily at me.
"What's wrong, Quinn." Harmony asked mockingly "Daddy, didn't send the pictures yet. I need to see her Quinn, why won't you let me see her?"
"Knock it off, Harmony!"
"Don't worry, you only have to put up with him for two more month's. That leaves you plenty of time to start what you were meant to do."
Harmony quickly shifted into myself.
"Or... I can always do it for you." Do I always sound like that?
I summon up my energy and shoot a sharp ice spear her way, she managed to catch it before it drilled itself between her eyes. In her shock, she turned back into herself.
"Jesus, Q. My job here is to help you. If you can't take a couple of jokes than it won't be as fun." Harmony pouted.
"Oh my god, your even worse than Santana."
"Santana and I are here to help you. It's not my fault she got... distracted." Harmony sneered in disgust.
I can't stop myself from rolling my eyes.
"I don't need help. The only thing you two give me are migraines."
Harmony shifted into Rachel.
"You're no fun." Rachel's pout sent tingles through my body "I like talking to Lucy better."
"Stop it! This isn't funny!"
Rachel... or Harmony, sauntered over towards my bed and straddled my thighs.
"Come on, Quinn. Santana told me about your little crush on the new girl. You know what Lucy would do in this situation, don't you."
"Knock i-it off, Harmony. I'm not gay." I scold myself internally when I hear how weak my voice is.
Beautiful brown eyes connect with mine.
"Please, Quinn, we know that's not true..." Rachel lowered her lips and sucked gently on my neck, a deep flush filled my body. Rachel dragged her lips to my ear and bit down gently. "Let me help, Quinn."
I nod numbly and lay back down on the bed as Rachel climbs on top of me. Our lips connect and Rachel runs her tongue across my bottom lip.
"Hm... Rachel..."
I shift uncomfortably at a sudden added weight and snap my eyes open. I see Puck leering down at me. Startled, I shove him off me roughly, leaving a large blue mark on his arms.
"Ow!" Harmony shifts back into herself.
"Get the fuck out, Harmony!" I screech.
"Oh come on, that was hilarious. I'm totally telling Santana about this."
Harmony giggles as she rushes out of the room, slamming the door behind her.
I feel a frozen sensation by my eyes, when I run my fingers across my eyes I realize I have frozen tears running down my cheek.
'Don't deny that you didn't enjoy that.'
Lucy, that's disgusting, that was Harmony.
'Ew, not that, the Rachel part.'
Harmony was Rachel.
'Yes well, when I get out of here, remind me to give Harmony a call.'
I let out a defeated sigh and flop down on the mattress.
'Two months, than I'm out of your hair.'
A/N: Okay this chapter may have been confusing for some people. Next chapter is sort of like a one month later.
RECAP or EXPLINATIONS and Sort of Spoilers a.k.a things you need to know for the next chapter:
-Lucy is sort of like Quinn's half-state, undetectable.
-Harmony is Quinn's roommate.
-Harmony knows about Lucy and so does Santana.
-Harmony and Santana work for Quinn's dad.
-Harmony can morph into other people.
-Quinn likes Rachel and sort of has this Edward Cullen attitude towards her (pardon the horrible metaphor) she thinks Rachel is to good for her and that she herself is dangerous.
-Harmony's a bitch.
-Harmony doesn't like Quinn that way.
-Quinn doesn't like to admit that she cares about Puck.
-Sam has this weird crush on Quinn. Quinn knows about the crush and sometimes uses it to her advantage.
-Quinn is still kind of a bitch, even without Lucy talking to her.
Sorry for all past, present, and future spelling and grammar errors.