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AN: First off, I adore every single one of you for reading. And for reviewing too! You're amazing!
Okay, so I've gotten a few reviews that mention that they think Rachel is a bit OCC. I admit, she is. But that's they way I have written her for this part of the fic, because I'm trying to get a point across; like Rachel is being forced to change herself so she will be liked. Only, she thinks she's changing for herself. But don't worry! I promise, she won't stay so out of character. Anywhooo. Thank you so much for reading and I'm sorry for this rather late update.
Twists and Turns -11/
Rachel slammed the door. She turned to Puck. "Excuse me?" She exclaimed, a hiccup in her voice.
Puck simply grinned at her, shrugging his shoulders. "Well lets face it B. you're kinda touchy feely when drunk." Rachel's hands covered her face as she groaned. "And you did take care of me. We did end up in Finn's bedroom too." he said, pointing out the obvious.
Rachel slapped her hand forcefully on her forehand. "Oh God. Finn's going to think we had… intercourse on his bed. Oh god. Oh god…"
"Hey, it's cool. Don't worry about it. It'll make your brain hurt. Finn wont give a toss. He was so out of it last night. He probably wont even remember."
Rachel stared at him. "But they clearly think something happened! Why else would they camp outside all night?"
Puck laughed, throwing himself back onto the bed. "I don't really care. I'm tired. I need a bacon sandwich."
Rachel swallowed, the mention of food causing her stomach to flip. "Ew." She sighed, closing her eyes for a moment, her headache pounding again. Puck's eyes were closed again when she reopened her eyes and he was curled up on his side. Rachel sighed. There was no way she was going to be able to go back to sleep. She needed a glass of water, and some kind of aspirin or something…
She took a deep breath, and opened the door again.
It was amusing really. Mercedes and Kurt were huddled up in one sleeping bag - Kurt was even snoring a little. Mike and Tina were flat out against the skirting board of the wall. Santana was led on Brittany's stomach. She looked to the left, Sam was no longer in the sleeping bag.
She swallowed, keeping a close eye on where she stepped, trying to remove herself from the sea of bodies. Finally stepping over Santana, she made her way down the hall to find the bathroom.
She remembered it was either on the left or right. Kurt had mentioned that one door led to his Dad's room. But she couldn't for the life of her - work out which door was which. She shrugged, she'd just have to guess.
She picked the door on her right first. She twisted the doorknob and pushed it open gently.
Her eyes widened and her mouth dropped. It certainly wasn't the bathroom. It was in fact Kurt's dad's bedroom. A pile of discarded clothes were littering the entrance, leading up to the large double bed. And curled underneath the sheets was none other than her ex boyfriend and Quinn Fabray.
She faintly heard the lock to what she assumed was the bathroom, and the door was opened. Hands wrapped around her softly, and she heard Sam. "Hey." He brushed the side of her hair from her neck, gently kissing a spot.
"I think the bathroom's that…" he trailed off as his eyes focused on the same thing. "Oh."
Rachel quickly scrambled for the doorknob yet again. Closing it swiftly.
"Well." She sighed.
"Huh." Sam replied, dropping his hands from around Rachel who turned to face him. They looked at each other for a moment, before Rachel darted into the vacant bathroom and Sam scurried off back down the hall.
Rachel brushed her hair and managed to find her toothbrush. She settled for just washing her face and simply having a shower at home. She made sure to drink plenty of water and took two aspirin to dull the headache. She was completely unaware of how long she'd been in the bathroom because by the time she opened the bathroom door, there was a queue of people waiting. Tina burst in, practically pushing Rachel out.
The door was slammed in her face before she could say anything. Mike smiled apologetically. "You were in there a while. Tina's bursting…"
"MIKE!" They heard Tina hiss from the closed bathroom door.
Rachel shrugged. "Sorry." She replied half heartedly. She wasn't in the mood.
She found herself in the kitchen, Kurt was making pancakes whilst Mercedes and Sam were rolled out on the couch. Santana and Brittany burst in from the back door, Santana smiled brightly at Rachel.
"You almost ready b?" She asked. Kurt was humming slightly, plating up pancakes.
"Huh?"
"Cheerio practice? It's 8oclock. We gotta be there by 9 otherwise Sylvester will chew our asses."
Rachel threw back her head. Sam's eyes looked up from the couch to find her in despair.
"Oh god, I completely forgot. I can't do this…"
Santana sighed, linking arms with the former diva. "Come on B. It's easy. It's just like dance."
Rachel shook her head. "No it isn't!" She screeched.
Brittany came up behind her, rubbing her back gently. "Rachel, it's going to be okay. We'll help you. Wont we San?"
"Course. But we really really need to get going." Just as they practically dragged her out of the door with a few simple goodbyes.
Rachel looked around the kitchen which was now filling with everybody from the previous night. They were all gathering around the table. Santana's phone beeped as everyone dug into the huge pile of pancakes.
Santana whispered something to Brittany before dropped Rachel's arm and heading to the table for pancakes.
Rachel stared after them, she was still amazed at how perfect they were in the morning.
"Oh don't worry B. Sylvester's cancelled practice." Santana said catching the look, her mouth suddenly full of the fluffy breakfast. "mm syrup" Rachel heard Santana say before she started squeezing some syrup onto of her plateful.
Rachel rolled her eyes. Deciding to simply join in the big breakfast feast. She hadn't really had much of a chance to talk to Sam about what they had witnessed before.
She made sure to slip herself between Sam and Brittany. Sam smiled down at her, passing her plate full of light golden pancakes.
"Do you want syrup?" He asked her gently, pulling the bottle his way. The others around them were all gaping at Puck's black eye and split lip. Kurt prescribed him some sort of ointment for his eye.
"It look's quite bad. I suggest you use this, three times a day until the swelling goes down." He twisted his head. "Finn's got a good hand." Puck shoved Kurt lightly, before eyeing up the ointment.
"Just checking to see if it aint for herpes or nothin." He grunted. Everyone laughed. Kurt groaned.
"For the last time Puck! Just because i'm gay doesn't mean i'm prone to getting more STI's!"
Sam seated himself next to Rachel, who was the only one with enough manors to actually eat her breakfast at the table.
"Hey, missed you last night!" Sam quipped, a joke in his voice.
Rachel looked at him. "Nothing happened!" She blurted out, her voice high.
Sam laughed. "I know that!" He smiled. "Listen..." Sam started. Rachel smiled up at him, taking a napkin and gently brushing the side of his lip.
"You had some syrup." She laughed, placing the napkin back on the table.
Sam blushed, before taking her hand in his. "Aww man. You could have cleaned it for me."
Rachel smacked him softly. "I did! I had no intention of using anything - other than the appropriate kitchen towel."
Sam grinned at her. He simply forgot what he was going to say before, because of the simple way she was smiling at him. She had so much adoration on her face, he couldn't help but forget every word.
"You're beautiful." He whispered so gently.
She laughed. "Stop it." She hissed, grinning from ear to ear.
Just before half past nine, Quinn emerged downstairs, dressed in a pretty yellow sundress and cute white sandals. Her hair was tied loosely in a sideways ponytail and she was wearing an inkling of mascara. No matter what, she still looked fabulous. Rachel watched her say her sweet thank yous and a good bye to Kurt before she made her way into the living room where the others (Puck, Sam, herself, Brittany and Santana - because Mike and Tina had left in a hurry) were.
Santana and Britt nodded. "Got the memo then."
Quinn stared blankly at her. "Yes, Sue texted me first. Told me she'd inform you two." She shot a glance to Rachel. "and you I suppose." she sighed.
Rachel furrowed her brow. There was a blanket draped over herself and Sam, and underneath it she felt Sam's hand entwine with hers. Quinn was back to being a bitch.
"Um, Quinn?" Rachel spoke before she thought and this surprised her, and also surprised Quinn.
"Yes?" She asked.
Rachel mentally kicked herself as the words fell from her lips. "Have you seen Finn?"
Puck shot her a look. Sam tightened his grip on her hand and she realised they hadn't even talked about what they had saw. She looked to him, biting her lip.
Quinn blushed immensely. "Um. No. I- er I think he's upstairs somewhere…"
Rachel sighed. "Oh."
Quinn looked up at her. "Why? Not that i care really. It's just." She sighed. "You really hurt him Rachel."
Everyone around them looked up at Rachel, confusion on their faces. It was clear to see that Rachel was getting angry. Her eyebrows rose and her eyes widened. How dare she! Rachel had hurt him? Hold on one minute, Quinn cheated on Finn and ended up pregnant with Noah Puckermans baby. She had no right to stand there and act innocent. In Rachel's mind, what Quinn had done was much worse. Yes, she knew she shouldn't have kissed Noah. She only did it because she was angry and hurt by the accusation and the truth of Finn having sex with Santana. She wanted to hurt Finn too. But... still, he was being a hypocrite. He had cheated on Quinn, with Rachel several times when they were dating..
'I bet Quinn doesn't know that!' Rachel thought mentally.
She felt Sam's thumb gently brushing the inside of her palm, calming her. She wanted to say something, anything. But she couldn't. It was Puck who stood up.
"Oh sod off Q! You don't know jack! Man..." He sighed, running his hand over his mohawk. "You wanna know something? Finn aint all that. He's a hypocite or whatever." Rachel smiled up at him. "Fuck. Me making out with Berry might have hurt him. But fuck off. He's a big boy, he can handle it. He cheated on you enough times, if he can't take it, he shouldn't dish it out."
The room grew silent. Rachel's mouth hung open. Kurt poked his head round the door, a couple of beer bottles clinking together. "What?" He asked, the group erupting into a whisper.
Quinn stared at Puck, then lowered her gaze to Rachel. "I know." She said softly.
Rachel swallowed, shooting a glare to Puck before settling her gaze back to Quinn.
"Quinn.."
"It's okay. I did it first right?" She whispered, her eyes glazing over. Rachel quickly stood up. Quinn put up her hand. "I knew Rachel. I was just too up myself to really take any notice. Finn was so good to me. And i took him for granted. And then he found you." She smiled, it was geniune too. Puck's hand was on Rachel's shoulder. Mercedes had gotten up and was standing next to Quinn.
"He liked you." She laughed half heartedly. "Liked who you were. It annoyed me, because he used to like me for who i was, not for what i made him. I made him popular." She swallowed. "Anyway. All this, i think it's been overplayed."
Everyone was still silent. Taking in the news and what was going on around them. So they had all come to the conclusion that; Finn had cheated on Quinn several times with Rachel before he found out that Puck had slept with Quinn and had gotten her pregnant. And then after the baby mama drama - Finn and Rachel were finally happy and all couply, until Rachel found out that Santana had slept with Finn whilst she was dated Jesse. So then, to get back at Finn, Rachel made out with Puck.
"No wonder you guys have issues!" Kurt stated, looking from Quinn, to Rachel and then to Puck. Everyone let out an awkward laugh.
Quinn shot a look at Rachel, and scowled a little.
Mercedes, feeling the tension, finally asked "So why did you and Sam break up?"
The rest of the gang - minus Finn who was still nowhere to be seen and the others who went home - seated themselves in the middle of Kurt's living room. Quinn looked from Sam and then back to Rachel. Rachel's smile faded.
Quinn knew something too.
Tudaaaaa. This was shocking - i know! But you guys have all been so patient and with all the story alerts/favourites/reviews - I just had to give you something. Anyway, enjoy!