AN: Hope you guys don't hate me for this chapter, haha. I don't like douchebag Finn too much, so yeah. I hope it doesn't take too many of you by surprise. Enjoy! :D
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"Do you want me to like...be there or something?" Quinn asked, scratching her back as Rachel went to put her hair up in a ponytail. They had been laying on the couch for well over fifteen minutes when Rachel decided to finally get up.
"Don't be silly, Quinn. I can do it. It's just a little scary is all. I'll be okay, and I'm sure you'll be able to hear everything through these vents." Rachel said, averting her eyes to a vent above them on the ceiling.
"Yeah, I know. Just...be careful and stuff. If you need me, call or something." Quinn began moving forward towards the girl, grabbing her arm and pulling her towards her own chest comfortably.
"You know I will." Rachel replied, hugging her around the waist. "But I do have to go now. I'm sure Finn will be calling the police in no time." Rachel laughed before breaking the hug and walking backwards, towards the door. Quinn half smiled and gave a small wave towards the girl just as she did the same, opening the door and then turning to leave, closing it on the way out.
Letting out a soft sigh, Quinn went to sit on her couch, running a hand through her hair and looking at the time. An hour had gone by since Rachel had arrived that morning. She should probably get ready for the day, Quinn thought, a shower being the first thing on her to-do list.
Rachel began making her way upstairs, her heart beating with every step she took. She wasn't sure if Finn had made it back, and was secretly hoping he hadn't when she finally hit the last step to her floor. Grabbing her key from the inside of her pocket, she put it in the keyhole and pushed the door open only to find Finn standing by the window, his arms crossed over his chest as he was staring out into the view of New York City. He turned slowly when she put the keys on the table and closed the door slowly.
"Hey, there." Rachel said, walking towards him, a forced smile on her face.
"Rachel...I was looking all around for you." He said, turning to see the small girl, his jaw clenched.
"I know, I'm sorry, I wa-"
"It's okay. You're safe and that's all that matters..." He interrupted her. She smiled at the tall boy, his voice was different, he seemed different, actually. The way he spoke.
"Finn, I think we need to talk." Rachel finally said after a moment of silence. He took a deep breath and made his way over to her, reaching his hand out and leading her to the couch. "A serious talk." She said again before seeing him nod.
"I don't really like serious talks." He joked, going to sit down. She laughed at him before joining as well, letting his arms wrap around her. "If it's because of how I'm acting...I'm sorry, for what it's worth. I know I was a little drunk last night and it's just because of...things I'm dealing with right now."
"What things?" Rachel asked, turning to the boy.
"Nothing, it's not important. I just know I had to come see you, I knew you'd make everything better. Confirm a few things, actually." He laughed again, pulling her close.
"Finn, what in the world are you talking about?" Rachel said again, pulling away from him and looking straight into his brown eyes. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I just...I needed some time away from everyone."
"What happened with basic training? We've yet to talk about that." She was now facing him, crisscrossed on the couch.
"I don't wanna talk about that, Rach. It was a stupid idea. I was an idiot for thinking I could be strong and...courageous." Finn was now looking down, his face in his hands.
"Finn, what happened?" Rachel asked again, moving closer and putting her hand on his shoulder.
"Just forget it, Rachel." He said, lifting his head up.
"Finn Hudson, you tell me right now." She commanded, gritting her jaw. He stared back at her with angry, hurt eyes as tears filled them.
"I was booted, Rachel. I'm not good enough for the army, I'm not good enough for anything! I'm a loser just like everyone predicted and...and I came here for help. I need help. I don't know what I'm doing." He cried out, getting up and going back to the window, hugging his chest.
Rachel was speechless, through all the years she had dated the jock, the two of them being McKinley's power couple her being head cheerleader and he star quarterback, she never would have thought they would have these problems. Their futures were just about mapped out.
"Finn- I...I'm sorr-"
"That's not all...you wanna know why I was drunk yesterday?" He said, turning around with red, puffy eyes. Rachel just stood there, watching him.
"Because I cheated on you, Rachel." He said, clenching his jaw with balls of fists on his side. "I cheated on you." Her eyes widened and she was completely at a loss for words.
"Wha-...Finn..." She didn't know what to say.
"With Puck." He choked out, tears running down his face. Her jaw fell.
"Noah...Puckerman?" Rachel question, her mouth going dry. "You cheated on me with your best friend...Puck?"
"Yeah. He went to get me when I called and I spent a few nights at his house because...I was too embarrassed to tell my mom. We fooled around a lot and I really liked it, Rachel." His voice was shaking. "I really like him. And it hasn't been the first either. We've done stuff like this before while you and I have been dating. Never sex or anything...until a few days ago."
Rachel's jaw was still down as she stared at him in disbelief. It took everything in her not to break out in laughter at the irony of the situation, one because Finn was breaking down in front of her and the other because she wasn't sure if telling her boyfriend of three years that she had been cheating on him since Junior year would make the situation any better. She decided to act it out.
"Oh my God..." Her voice was shaking. "So, are you...do you have feelings for him?" Rachel asked, scoffing a little to herself.
"He's my best friend. I don't know." Finn said, wiping his tears. "I love him because we've been through so much."
"Finn, I think...I think we need to reevaluate us." She finally said, standing up to look at the boy. "I love you, you know this. I always have, but that love...it isn't the type of love that two people in a relationship should feel towards each other. It's quite obvious that we both have a few things to figure out and...a relationship isn't helping it right now. You need your best friend, Puck. You two need to talk things out." Rachel finally finished.
"I wanted to come here to be straightened out again." Finn said, running his hand through his hair. "I wanted to be with you, but...it isn't happening, is it?" He asked, hopeful. Rachel only nodded, unable to look him in the face. " I thought so." It was quiet, awkward even, for a few seconds, both of them unable to find words to say to the other until Finn spoke first.
"Listen, Rachel. I'm dumb, but I'm not completely oblivion." He said, running a hand down his arm. Rachel only stared at him, furrowing her eyebrows.
"Oblivious?" She asked, correcting his word as she always did.
Yeah, yeah. Oblvious...you and that Fabray girl...where were you going last night?" He asked, looking at her desperately. "Just please tell me the truth, I wont get mad." He took a hold of her hand and gently stroked it with his thumb.
"She was taking me out." Rachel said, feeling a sharp pain hit her chest. After years of lying, it was finally coming out, here in her apartment in New York.
"On a date." Finn confirmed. Rachel only nodded, staring down. Her jaw clenched tightly. "And you like her?" He asked, taking a deep breath. Rachel only stared up at him, tears filling her own eyes.
"I...love her." She finally said, for the first time. Something happened in Finn's eyes, something she had never seen before. He laughed for a second before picking her hand up to kiss it.
Rachel only stood there, realizing the words she had finally said. She always knew it, felt it in her heart in a way. She knew there had to be a reason why she would always get this weird feeling in her stomach when the girl would come up, or when she looked at her a certain way. It all made sense now. She loved Quinn and it was impossible to go back. Suddenly, everything looked different to her, everything around her. She loved Quinn.
"We're both pretty messed up right now." He said, dropping her hand and walking back to the couch. "I'm sorry for acting like such a brat yesterday. I don't exactly know whats going on up here right now and if I'm telling the truth...I'm kind of scared." His voice was soft, sincere. "I wanted to drink and see you so that maybe I could convince myself that we are suppose to love each other like two people should. I love you, Rach, I really do. We've just changed."
"I know, Finn. It's okay, I understand." Rachel was quick by his side. "And if you need to stay here a bit longer, you can. I'm not going to force you out."
"No, I have to go. I have to see my mom and...talk to Puck. I gotta be a man for the first time in my life. I'm sorry that I've been so angry. I just don't know what to do anymore."
"Go home, talk to your mom like you said and Puck. You need to get these feelings out, it's no good holding them in." Rachel then went to lean forward, kissing him softly on the cheek. "I'm proud of you." She whispered towards him, he only smiled and cupped his cheek where her lips had been.
"Well, maybe you'll be even more proud of me after I do this." He said, getting up and taking yet another deep breath.
"What's that?" She asked, following him to the door. He didn't respond, only made his way outside and down the steps to the floor below them then stopped at Quinn's door. "What're you doing?" She said again just as he knocked.
On the other side, Quinn was wrapping herself up in a towel, just getting out from the shower when she heard a knock at the door. Thinking it was Rachel, because who else knocked on her door, she went to answer it with the towel, wet hair and a toothbrush sticking out of her mouth.
"Hey, Rache- oh my God, Hudson." Quinn said, slamming the door just as she opened it.
"Woah. Hey, it's alright. Uh, can I talk to you?" Finn asked from the other side of the door, turning to Rachel who was red in the face and laughing.
"Yeah, let me get some pants first." Quinn said, cupping her dick in her hand through the towel. She was running around looking for a pair of underwear, but instead found jeans and a black shirt, deciding to throw both on over her wet hair while running to the bathroom to rinse her mouth out from the toothpaste.
Adjusting herself quickly in her pants, she went back to the door, turning the knob and opening it to a very flustered Finn.
"Uh, hey. I just wanted to apologize for last night and stuff." He said, eyeing the out of breath girl. Quinn turned to Rachel who was still standing on the stairs staring at the both of them.
"It's...alright." She said with a confused face. "You seemed out of it so like I understand or whatever."
"Yeah, but listen, she told me about you two and...stuff. I'm not exactly cool with it, but you seem like a nice person and that you'll like take care of her and stuff, treat her right. We both agreed that things just aren't working between us. Right?" He said awkwardly playing with his hands before turning to Rachel for confirmation. Rachel only smiled and nodded.
"Really? I'd expect you to be a little more angry." Quinn laughed, leaning against the frame of the door. "Most guys don't exactly handle it very well knowing their girlfriend had sex with another girl." Quinn smiled at Finn. The boy laughed out before realizing what had just escaped from Quinn's lips. He shook his head lightly and went to look at Quinn.
"Wait - what?" He said, furrowing his own eyebrows. He turned to Rachel whose eyes were huge orbs, her hands covering her mouth. "Rachel, you didn't."
"Quinn!" Rachel shouted at the girl. Quinn only stared between the both of them, completely confused.
"Wait...you didn't tell him that?" Quinn asked the girl, her face completely red.
"No!" She yelled at her.
"Then what the fuck did you tell him?!" She shouted back, Finn caught in the middle of it.
"Not that!"
"I think I'll be leaving tonight, Rach." Finn said, walking back and down the steps.
"Finn, my apartment is upstairs." Rachel said, her head in her hand as she massaged her temple.
"Yeah, I need a walk." He replied from the bottom steps. Quinn only watched until he was completely out the door before she started laughing, bending over and clutching at her side. It wasn't until she was up that she felt a palm hit the side of her cheek causing her wet hair to fly across her face and pain to instantly cover her.
"What the fuck, Rachel!?" She yelled out in pain, cupping her cheek.
"Don't laugh, and why in the world would I tell him that?!"
"He just fucking said you told him everything!" She yelled. "I was actually scared that you told him about, you know.." Quinn shot at her, anger in her eyes.
"You think I told him about this?!" She asked, cupping Quinn's crotch and squeezing tight forcing the girl on her tiptoes, her mouth opened wide and a high pitch squeak to come out. Rachel began backing her into the apartment, shutting the door behind them, hard. She squeezed tighter, feeling her groin grow slightly at the contact as Quinn moaned. Quinn pushed her hand out to grab Rachel's shoulder for support.
Releasing her, Quinn let out a soft moan, cupping herself through her jeans and leaning over. "Kinky." She groaned out, smiling at the girl.
"Shut up." Rachel said, a hand on her hip, matching her old school image perfectly. This only added to the arousal building in Quinn's dick.
"Nah, you like it when I talk dirty." Quinn said, moving forward to capture Rachel's lips in a kiss only to be pushed away.
"I don't think so." Rachel said, a smirk on her face.
"What? Why?" Quinn scoffed out, trying to move closer to kiss Rachel again. "You're not with Finn anymore, why are you pushing me away now?"
"You still have yet to take me out on a date, Quinn!"
"Rachel, we fucked this morning, I think I'm allowed to at least kiss you without a date."
"Finn and I were together this morning. It's different now."
"You're right, we should have a celebratory party. Right now. On my bed." Quinn said, pulling Rachel towards her only to have Rachel push back.
"Date first." Rachel repeated, pushing herself away from Quinn's body.
"What am I suppose to do with this?" Quinn asked, pointing to her groin that was now sporting a semi-erection.
"You have a hand, Quinn. Use it." Rachel said with a smirk, crossing her arms over her chest and watching the girl pout.
"Are you serious right now? Now you want to say no to me? Will you at least give me a kiss?" Quinn asked, in slight desperation.
"No." Rachel said with a smile.
"Please?" Quinn begged, her face falling. Rachel couldn't deny the arousal this was giving her, being in charge. She almost wanted to make it last longer, but decided the girl had had enough...for now.
Moving forward, she cupped the side of Quinn's face that was currently rd from where she slapped her and pulled her in for a long, loving kiss only to draw out a desperate moan from the girl who obviously wanted more from the way Rachel felt her dick grow against her thigh. Once she was sure Quinn had had enough, Rachel pulled away without warning.
"Rachel..." Quinn whined, letting her head fall back.
"Finn is leaving later on. I'll let you decide on when you want to take me out. I'm going to go get dressed and look for him to make sure he's okay." Rachel said, walking towards her door, leaving a very hot and flustered Quinn behind. "Tell me when." She said with a smile before walking out.
Once the girl was gone, Quinn looked down at her groin, gritting her teeth at her bad luck.
"What the fuck." She said as she made her way to the bathroom, closing the door behind her to relieve herself of her aching dick. She was actually pretty happy that she was getting another shot at taking Rachel out, this time she wouldn't dress like a complete idiot. Instead, she would find something nice to wear, go shopping in a little bit, after she was done rubbing one out, since it was still pretty early. Rachel would probably be helping Finn pack up all day, like he had anything to pack. He was only there for a night. Whatever the situation was, she was pretty glad everything turned out semi alright. It almost had her question what the catch to all of this was.