Rachel couldn't sleep that night. It apparently only took one night of sleeping in Quinn's arms to make her not be able to sleep alone. Plus, she felt really awful about snapping at Quinn. She just wished the blonde would stay out of that part of her life. Rachel didn't understand why Quinn couldn't just let it be.
"It's my issue, not hers." Rachel thought. She turned over again and tried to go to sleep. After another 30 minutes of tossing and turning she picked up her phone. 1:45 the clock said. "It's too late to call her." Rachel thought as her fingers played with the buttons on her phone. "I want my girlfriend, though." Before she could stop herself, she was dialing Quinn's number.
"Hello?" Quinn answered after the first ring, no sleepiness in her voice.
"Hey." Rachel said. She was feeling really stupid now that she had called.
"I'm sorry," Quinn said. Rachel was getting really tired of all the apologizing they had been doing.
"Me too. Did I wake you?" Rachel asked already knowing the answer.
"No, I couldn't sleep. It sounds stupid but I missed you." Quinn said sheepishly.
"Well if you wanted to come over and snuggle, I wouldn't object," Rachel said.
"You can't sleep either, can you?" Quinn laughed.
"No, I miss you." Rachel said.
"I will be there soon." Quinn hung up and Rachel headed downstairs to meet the blonde. Less than 5 minutes later, headlights shone in her face. She quickly opened the door and ran outside to kiss her girlfriend. Rachel led Quinn upstairs and they crawled into bed. Quinn laid down on her back and Rachel wrapped her arm around Quinn's waist and her leg around Quinn's legs. She rested her head on Quinn's chest. She breathed in the smell of the blonde. It was sweet. She recognized the scent from Victoria's Secret.
"Can we please stop fighting?" Rachel asked. "I just want to be with you and be happy."
"Yes, from now on no more fights. Just kissing and snuggling and just being together."
"Good." Rachel smiled. She looked up at the blonde before she leaned down and kissed her. Lightly at first but it quickly intensified. Rachel didn't want it to stop. Rachel sucked on Quinn's tongue before pulling their lips apart. Quinn was panting.
"Why did you stop?" Quinn asked.
"Because we have school in the morning and if we keep doing that, we won't get any sleep." Rachel resumed her position of cuddling with the blonde. The girls talked about random stuff until they both drifted off to sleep.
Rachel woke up completely entangled with Quinn. The blonde's tank top had ridden up and she could see her stomach. Rachel felt her heart catch in her chest. "Even when she is pregnant she is so hot." Rachel thought suddenly knowing she wouldn't be able to resist sleeping with the girl for long. She pushed the thoughts away and slowly untangled herself.
"No, Rachel, stay." Quinn moaned softly.
"Go back to sleep, baby." Rachel stoked Quinn's hair and got out of bed.
She quietly went into the room that had their workout equipment. She had a stationary bike in her room, but she wanted her girl to sleep. After an hour on the machines Rachel went back into her bedroom.
"Quinn, baby," Rachel softly rubbed Quinn's shoulder. "It's time to get up. I'm going to hop in the shower. Do you need to go home to get clothes?"
"No, they are in my bag." Quinn pointed to the floor without even opening her eyes. Rachel saw the Cheerio duffle bag she didn't even notice the night before. "Wake me up when you get out of the shower."
Rachel took a quick shower, doctored her cut, took her antibiotics and threw on some clothes. She didn't need a repeat of yesterday morning. Rachel wasn't sure she would be able to resist the blonde's advances.
She sat down on the bed and slowly stroked the blonde hair in front of her. She leaned down and gave Quinn a kiss. "Quinn, baby, it's time to wake up. We have to leave in 30 minutes."
"No, sleep, please." Quinn pulled Rachel down until they were lying next to each other, limbs entangled again.
"Quinn, we have to go to school. My dad's don't leave until after me in the morning and they aren't going to allow us to just lay in bed."
"Do they know about us?" Quinn asked finally opening her eyes.
"No, because the second they know, then this whole you sleeping in my bed thing is kind of over. And I would really like to be able to keep doing this." Rachel leaned over and kissed Quinn again.
"So you just aren't going to tell them? Why won't they let us keep sleeping in the same bed? We aren't having sex."
"Yeah well I don't know how long that is going to last because you are really hot, Ms. Fabray." Rachel laughed as Quinn looked at her seductively. "I promise we can make out for hours after we get home, but for now, we have to go to school. Now get your sexy ass out of bed and get dressed. I'm going to go make us some breakfast." Rachel kissed Quinn one more time before she headed downstairs.
"Good morning, dad, daddy." Rachel said as she walked into the kitchen. Both men were seated at the table drinking coffee and reading the newspaper.
"Good morning, sweetheart," Hirum said. "Did Quinn sleep here again last night?"
"Yeah, how do you know that?" Rachel asked a little to quickly.
"Her car is here." LeRoy said with a raised eyebrow, "Is there something you need to tell us?"
"Like what daddy?" Rachel asked as she started making toast for her and Quinn.
"Are you and Quinn dating?" Hirum asked.
"What no, of course not. You know I'm not gay. I like Finn. Quinn just got in a fight with her parents and she needed a place to crash so I let her come here. I promise all we did was sleep. We aren't together." Rachel rambled on quickly impressing herself with her ability to lie.
"Does she not have any other friends? Why does she keep coming here?" Hirum asked with a bit of an attitude.
"Hirum." LeRoy warned his husband.
"Look I'm sorry but this girl has tortured our daughter for the last 2 years. I don't like her being here." Hirum said.
"Dad, I love you, but you're wrong. Quinn has changed. She is my friend. Leave her alone. And about her other friends, she chose to come here. She needed someone she trusted and wanted to be around. Someone she felt safe with." Rachel said lying again.
Rachel grabbed the toast out of the toaster, put a little butter on each piece and started to walk out of the kitchen. "I'm sorry dad, but Quinn isn't going anywhere." Rachel walked out of the kitchen and back up to her room.
"Hey, baby," Rachel said as she walked into her room right as Quinn was putting on her Cheerios top. "I um," Rachel was speechless as she caught sight of Quinn chest, granted she had a bra on, but still. "You're perfect" Rachel whispered and then caught herself. "I mean, um, I made us some toast." Rachel said as Quinn just laughed at her.
"You're pretty perfect yourself, sweetie and after school I plan to found out just how perfect you are." Quinn smiled that seductive smile again.
"I'm not sleeping with you." Rachel smiled mostly just to torture the blonde a little.
"Yeah well I plan to push the envelope quite a bit because you my dear are irresistible." Quinn bit her bottom lip and it drove Rachel wild. She pushed that thought to the back of her mind.
"Speaking of, I just lied to my dad's about us."
"What happened?" Quinn asked.
"They asked if we were dating and I told them no. I said you got in a fight with your parents and that you wanted to come here. My dad still isn't your biggest fan but I told him you aren't going anywhere." Rachel said as she took her hands in her own. "Now we have to go to school. Come on. Grab your toast to go."
The beginning of the day went on without incident. Rachel was on her way to her 2nd period class when a voice sent chills down her spine. "Berry!" Santana yelled. "Wait up." Rachel turned around and saw the cheerleader rushing towards her.
"Y-yes, Santana?" Rachel asked, bracing herself for whatever was coming.
"Hey, we need to talk. You're coming with me. Let's go." Santana said as she marched off down the hall.
Rachel wasn't sure what to do. She knew that if she didn't go, the Latina might actually kill her so she followed her out the door.
Santana walked up to her car and ordered Rachel to get in. "Where are we going?" Rachel asked as she buckled her seatbelt.
"Starbucks. We need to have a little chat but it can't be one we have at school. Too many ears around."
"What is this about?" Rachel asked as the girls pulled up to the coffeehouse a few minutes later.
"Wait." Santana said as she walked in. She found a couple chairs in the corner. "Sit."
Rachel did was she was told and then stared at the other girl.
"Alright, Berry, here is the deal. We are going to have a little chat. If you dare repeat any of this conversation to anyone ever, I can guarantee that your girlfriend will not be able to stop me from destroying you. Got it?"
"G-g-got it." Rachel stammered. Her heart was beating so hard she actually thought it would explode out of her chest.
"First things first. I know you are with Quinn and as her best friend, I am obligated to tell you this: You break her heart, I break your face."
Rachel just nodded, she was afraid to speak.
"I don't normally do this, well at least not with people I don't trust with my life. I don't really 'do' feelings, but I'm making an exception because I feel this is important. I know you are cutting yourself and you need to stop." Santana started.
"Did Quinn tell you?" Rachel could feel her blood boiling.
"No, I saw the cuts on your wrist the other day. Nice job with the hiding." Santana snapped.
"My cat did that." Rachel tried to make up a lie. She was not having this conversation. What was everyone's problem?
"Bullshit," Santana said. "I know what cutting looks like. I'm not stupid."
"How would you know? Your life is perfect." Rachel asked quietly.
"I cut myself last year a few times when my parents were going through their divorce."
"What made you stop?" Rachel asked, shocked that the Latina was telling her this.
"I cut myself really deep and I had to get stitches. I learned my lesson pretty quickly. My mom made me go to therapy for a while and I guess I just learned to deal in other ways."
"Like torturing me?" Rachel asked.
"Yeah, sorry about that." Santana said.
"Why are you being so nice to me? Why do you care? You hate me." Rachel asked. She was so tired of the Latina picking on her.
"I really don't hate you. You annoy me sometimes and one day I swear I'm going to fix your wardrobe, but I really don't hate you. Honestly." Santana said and Rachel could see the sincerity in her eyes.
"Does Quinn know you cut?" Rachel asked trying to keep the conversation from coming back to her.
"Yes, she doesn't know about the stitches though. I managed to keep that from her. It wasn't easy though. I made that cut on my thigh so she never saw it."
Both girls were quiet for a few moments.
"Rachel," Rachel looked up at the sound of her name. She had never heard Santana say it before.
"Yeah?"
"You need to stop. Quinn cares about you so much. You need to go talk to Ms. Pillsbury." Santana said in a stern voice.
"How do you know Quinn cares so much?"
"I can tell. There is no one who knows Quinn as well as I do." Santana said and Rachel could tell there was something Santana wasn't telling her."
"I'm not worthy of her. Why does she want to be with me? I'm so messed up."
"Rachel, I'm going to say this one time and then we are going to forget this. You are a really good person. You have the most amazing voice I think I have ever heard in my life. You care about people so much and aside from your wardrobe, which we are going to fix by the way, I'm glad I'm in Glee with you. You make Quinn happy. She needs you and I think you need her. Go talk to Ms. P, ok? Quinn will go with you if you need the support, but you can't keep doing this to yourself. I don't want you to end up dead."
Rachel could feel the tears forming in her eyes. "Thanks, Santana."
"No problem. Ok, bonding time is up. When we get back to school, I will continue to pick on you." Santana said.
"Why?"
"Sorry, but it's who I am. It's how I deal." Santana said with a smile on her face. "Now come on, it's almost lunch time."
Santana drove them back to school and they went their separate ways.
Rachel walked into the cafeteria and found Quinn. "Hi honey," Rachel said as she smiled at the blonde.
"Hi, pretty girl. How is your day?"
"Weird." Rachel said, still not sure how to feel about the conversation with Santana.
"What does that mean?"
"Nothing. Look I will go talk to Ms. Pillsbury about everything on Monday, ok? I need you to come with me though." Rachel couldn't look at Quinn.
"Of course, sweetie, but where is this coming from?" Quinn lifted Rachel's chin up with her hand.
"I was just thinking about it in class." Rachel said. She wasn't sure she sure she should tell Quinn about the Santana stuff yet.
"Well I think that is great and I will be there with you every step." Quinn smiled.
"Thanks." Rachel smiled. "I will see you after school?"
"Absolutely." Quinn said with that seductive smile again.
"Damn." Rachel thought as she kissed the blonde.
The day went by annoyingly slow. Rachel just wanted to kiss her girlfriend and she could feel herself getting more and more antsy. She was getting so aroused just thinking about the girl. Finally the final bell rang and she tore out to Quinn's car. The blonde was waiting for her clearly as horny as she was. Quinn took off as soon as the car door was closed. Rachel leaned over and kissed the blondes ear while letting her fingers trail up Quinn's thigh.
"Rachel, honey," Quinn's voice cracked. "What happened to going slow?"
"I need you." Rachel panted.
"What does that mean?" Quinn asked.
"I don't know." Rachel said as she kissed her girlfriend's neck and the blonde tried to concentrate on the road. Rachel really didn't know what she wanted. She just wanted to be with her girlfriend but she wasn't sure she was ready to lose her virginity.
The girls ran up to Rachel's room and shut and locked the door behind them. Rachel pushed Quinn onto the bed and straddled her. She pressed her lips onto the blondes hard. She rubbed her tongue along Quinn's bottom lip requesting entrance and the taller girl obliged. She slowly explored her girlfriend's mouth with her tongue trying to memorize everything. Quinn grabbed Rachel's hips and quickly flipped them over so Quinn was on top. Rachel tugged at Quinn's shirt and Quinn quickly pulled it over her head. She unclasped her bra and watched it fall. "Wow," Rachel said as she grabbed the blonde's breasts, teasing her nipples. Quinn was throwing her head back in pleasure, moaning Rachel's name. Rachel stopped and pulled her own shirt over her head and pulled Quinn closer. The blonde undid her bra as well and Quinn took her turn tweaking Rachel's nipples and Rachel could feel herself losing it. She forced her tongue back into Quinn's mouth and tangled her hands in the mess of blonde hair in her face.
"More, please, Rachel, more." Rachel flipped Quinn back over onto her back and took off the cheerleader's skirt and spanks. Rachel felt her heart rate increase as she saw how wet the other girl was.
"You know I don't actually know what I'm doing." Rachel said as she stopped.
"Touch me, fuck me, something, please." Quinn gasped. Her hazel eyes rolled into the back of her head as Rachel touched her clit.
"Screw going slow." Rachel said as she bent down to taste the girl for the first time. She ran her tongue along her slit tasting as much of Quinn as she possibly could. She had no idea what she was doing but she didn't want to stop. She quickly pushed her tongue into the other girl as she yelled out.
"Fuck, Rachel." Rachel could feel Quinn getting wetter as she thrust her tongue in and out of her girlfriend. "More, more, more, please." Rachel flicked her tongue across Quinn's clit as she plunged 2 fingers into the girl. "Harder, faster, please, God." Rachel happily obliged. She never wanted to stop making her girlfriend feel so good. Quinn's muscles began to tighten around Rachel's fingers and she knew the girl was close. She sucked on Quinn's clit and she felt the girl tumble over the edge. Rachel kept thrusting into Quinn as she came harder than Rachel could have ever imagined and kept moaning Rachel's name. Rachel took her fingers out of her girlfriend when she felt her calm down and slowing began licking her fingers savoring the taste of the blonde.
Quinn laid there for a second catching her breath before she started pushing down Rachel's skirt. Rachel could feel herself getting wetter but she knew she wasn't ready to lose her virginity. She wasn't entire sure what was included in her virginity considering what she had just done to Quinn, but she knew that keeping her hymen intact was a huge part of it.
"Quinn, wait, stop." Rachel said as she pushed the girl away.
"What's wrong?" Quinn asked, her face completely flushed. Rachel thought it was the sexiest thing ever.
"I can't, not now." Rachel said, still panting from making Quinn come so hard. "I'm not ready to lose my virginity. I'm sorry."
"I want to return the favor, please. I need you too." Quinn said as she began kissing Rachel's neck.
"Well you are more than welcome to keep doing what you are doing right now because God that feels good, but please don't take my innocence yet."
"Fine, but you my dear are anything but innocent." Quinn said as she bit down hard on the brunette. "I will just make sure everyone knows you are mine then." Rachel knew it was going to bruise but she didn't even care. Quinn moved down to her breasts and starting sucking on her right one as she drug her fingernails across the brunette's stomach driving Rachel insane. Quinn went back up to her neck and then back to her lips sucking hard on Rachel's lips and tongue before laying her head on Rachel's chest.
Rachel began stroking Quinn's hair, loving that the cheerleader was naked on top of her own half naked body. She knew she was falling fast for the girl. It was so strange to think that a week ago, she didn't want to be anywhere near the blonde but now she couldn't imagine being away from her.
"Do you think we are moving too fast?" Rachel asked. "I mean we have technically only been together for 2 days."
"Not at all. It just feels so natural and normal. I know its hormones and all of that, but I just don't want to be away from you. Even if there was no sex or anything like that, I would still want to be lying with you right now." Quinn answered as she lifted her head to look into Rachel's eyes.
"Good, me too." Rachel said as Quinn laid her head back down.
"So, sweetie, what do you want to do this weekend?" Quinn asked.
"Well I think we should go to the party at Puck's tomorrow night since the rest of the Gleeks are going too. I also think at some point I should school you in Rockband. We should also get you some stuff to keep here since my guess is that you will be sleeping over quite a bit."
"Is that ok? Me sleeping here? I just really don't like my house and I am really getting sick and tired of watching Brittany and Santana make out, knowing that me being there is the reason they aren't having sex."
"Yes, I want you here. I'm not sure I can sleep without you now." Rachel smiled as she said this. "Why don't you like your house?" Rachel asked as she continued to play with the blonde hair that was laying on her chest.
"I just don't like my parents and they don't like me. The less time I have to spend there, the better. They don't even know I'm pregnant." Rachel felt sad at this.
"How can you not tell them?" She asked.
"They will kick me out if they know, so I can't tell them."
"You don't know that." Rachel said trying to reassure her.
"Yeah I really do." Quinn said sadly.
"Quinn, can I ask you something?"
"Anything," the blonde answered as she ran her fingers across Rachel's stomach.
"Who's the baby's dad?"
"How do you kn-" Quinn started to ask.
"Finn." Rachel answered.
"Right, of course." Quinn said.
"Who, Quinn?
"Puck." Quinn answered almost wordlessly.
The girls were quiet for several minutes before Quinn spoke again.
"I was drunk on wine coolers and I felt fat that day. It was a huge mistake and I regret it." Quinn said.
"Was he your first?" Rachel asked, not sure if she really wanted to know the answer.
"No." Quinn said but she didn't elaborate.
"How did you become president of the Celibacy Club?" Rachel laughed.
"Shut up," Quinn laughed and lightly hit Rachel.
"Who was it?"
"Santana." Quinn said. Rachel could feel the blonde's body tense on top of her. Rachel knew Quinn thought she was going to get really mad.
"Oh." Rachel said.
"Are you upset?" Quinn asked.
"Um, yes, but I'm not mad." Rachel said truthfully. She wasn't really surprised that Quinn slept with Santana but still a little weirded out by it.
"I'm sorry." Quinn said.
"Didn't we say we were going to stop apologizing to each other?" Rachel asked.
"Yeah." Quinn smiled and Rachel smiled back.
"We are good. I promise." Rachel said as she looked down and kissed the beautiful girl who was still naked on top of her. Rachel had an uneasy feeling in her stomach but she chose to just push it away and be content and happy with her girlfriend who was falling asleep in her arms.