"I have my cell phone if you need anything."
"Mom, I know." Rachel rolled her eyes.
"If you start to feel sick, your medicine is on the kitchen counter. You need to fill it to the top line of the measuring cup and wait five minutes before taking a drink of water. And if you need Tylenol, you only need two. Make sure you remember what time you take the medicine at and write it down, that way I know."
"Mom!" Rachel whined. "I'm not sick anymore."
"You were warm last night, baby." Shelby said, reaching out to touch Rachel's forehead but the girl ducked.
"Stop." She cried out, backing away from her mom. "Just leave already, will ya?"
"I'm sorry, honey." Shelby said, dropping her hand to her side. "It's just- are you sure you're going to be okay alone?"
"You said you were only going to be gone a few hours." Rachel pointed out. "I've been left alone for a heck of a lot longer than that."
"I know but I don't like leaving you alone."
"You're not like Hiram or Leroy." Rachel told her mother. "You're never going to be like them, you promised."
"You're right I did." Shelby softly smiled.
"Then I'll be okay, knowing you will be home in a few hours." Rachel said, pushing her mother towards the door. "Quinn is waiting."
"Call me if-"
"-I need anything, I know." Rachel rolled her eyes once more.
"Alright baby, I'll see you in a little bit." Shelby leaned down and placed a maternal kiss on Rachel's lips and waved to the girl as she closed the door.
Rachel sighed and locked the front door behind her mother as instructed. She shook her head when she heard the door knob jiggle from Shelby testing to make sure Rachel locked it completely.
"Go!" Rachel growled as she walked up the stairs.
She walked into her mother's room and into the bathroom, starting the whirlpool tub, adding some of Shelby's expensive bath wash that was usually off limits to Rachel and Quinn. It wasn't the cost of the bath wash that kept Shelby from letting the girls use it; it was the scent itself. Shelby thought the sixteen year olds were far too young to be wearing the adult scent. The tall amber colored bottle was returned to the medicine cabinet where it was found and Rachel stripped off her clothes, folding them neatly on top of the toilet seat lid. She was going to have to change back into them later and didn't want them to get wet or wrinkled.
It felt nice to get into the tub without the pain of the marks from her stomach or the soreness from a spanking. The incident had happened over a week ago and the welts were mostly healed and only stung for the few seconds when she first got in the hot water. She took her time washing up, while letting the conditioner sit in her hair. Looking at the small battery powered digital clock on the counter, Rachel pulled the plug from the drain and continued to soak in the now warm water, making sure to rinse all the soap from her hair and body. She stepped out of the shower, making sure to be care to not slip on the tiled floor as the rug that was usually next to the shower was in the laundry room drying.
She dried her thin body off and dropped the towel on the floor, wrapping herself in a red silk and black laced robe that barely covered her bottom. Rachel's brow raised as she looked at herself in the mirror. When did her mother ever where this? Shelby was a good four to six inches taller than she was. No way did the robe cover all of Shelby's goods. Rachel grimaced and shook her head of her thoughts of her mother in the robe and went out into the bedroom.
Ruby was still in town but was planning to leave in a day or two and was spending the day out with friends and wouldn't be returning home until tomorrow. Rachel was looking forward to being able to spend tonight in her mother's bed with Shelby. It had seemed like a million years since they had last slept in the large bed. With Ruby gone for the night and Santana and Brittany spending the night at one of their friend's house, Rachel wished there was a way to get rid of Quinn for the night as well. She would have gone with Santana and Bee but Quinn didn't particularly like the girl the other two were spending the night with and decided to stay home.
While she had plenty of clothes stacked up in the other room, Rachel dug through the drawers of the dresser in her mom's room looking for something perfect to wear. Shelby had cleared out half of her six drawer dresser, moving the clothes into the closet to make room for Rachel's clothes. It was known to both Shelby and Rachel that the girl was going to have to eventually move into her own bedroom but right now she didn't have her own bedroom and there wasn't much space in the spare room either. Even when Santana and Brittany moved out, Shelby found it imperative that Quinn and Rachel have their own rooms. The only problem with that was, that meant Rachel would be taking over the baby/toddler room. Shelby has been thinking about moving but really wasn't into a rush just yet. Neither was Rachel. So for now, the house would be sufficient enough.
A chime came from the bed and Rachel walked over, still wrapped in the robe and picked up the device she had dropped on the bed on her way to the bathroom. Shelby had Quinn text Rachel from the mom's phone to remind Rachel that she should probably take her temperature at least once in the time she'd be home alone. Rachel rolled her eyes and dropped the phone back on the bed after replying with a short and annoyed answer. Her phone chimed again a few seconds later and Rachel let out an exasperated sigh but smiled when she saw it wasn't from her mom or Quinn.
It was from Brody Weston.
Brody had transferred to McKinley at the beginning of the school year from New York, his parents were college professors and had taken jobs at a university near by Lima. Brody was quickly becoming the new Noah Puckerman of the school. He had the nice boy image but behind the sweet smile, gorgeous eyes and the preppy clothes, Brody had a bad boy side. He has slept with a hefty amount of female student body, which included Brittany and Santana, and has also made out with Quinn behind the gym bleachers. He had tried to get Rachel to sleep with him a few times through out the year but Rachel declined each time but tonight, things were going to change.
It had been planned for a few days now, everyone would be out of the house except for Rachel and Brody would come over. Rachel had added him on Facebook and they were texting back and forth over the last couple of days. Rachel had intended on saving herself for marriage and two Tony wins but after an all nighter with her sisters, Rachel found herself being playfully teased about being a virgin. She began to wonder if waiting was even worth it. Her three friends had been younger than her when they lost their virginity and they were fine and didn't regret it. Why would she be any different?
-Is it safe?
-yeah, be here in ten
Rachel tossed her phone aside and hurried into the bathroom. She grabbed the bottle of lotion that matched the amber bath wash and got to work spreading the cream on her body. She slipped on a black lace thong that happened to sorta matched the robe and a bra that was a set with the panties. She slipped the robe on and picked out a pair of black strappy six inch heels that belonged to Shelby. They were a bit too big but Rachel managed to keep her balance as she went into her sisters' room. Santana had some flavored body powder that she sometimes placed on her neck for Brittany to kiss and lick off. When Shelby wasn't around that is. She dabbed some on her neck, the valley of her breasts and just below her belly button, like she had seen Santana do one time a few months back. She then padded some of the strawberry powder on the inside of her thighs as an after though.
To give herself extra practice in the heels, Rachel walked back to her mom's bathroom and blow dried her hair, using her fingers to give her locks a tousled sexy look. Over the loud hum of the blow dryer, the doorbell rang and Rachel turned off the hair dryer. She turned lit some candles that were around Shelby's room, turned off the lights and hurried downstairs to answer the door.
"Hey." She purred, opening the door to Brody.
"Hey." He replied, swallowing hard. His pants became smaller the second he saw Rachel standing with her robe hung open.
"You gonna come in or stand out here all night?"
"Hot." He said, stepping into the house, unable to take his eyes off of Rachel's body and killer legs.
Rachel laughed and shut the door. Leaning into Brody, Rachel placed soft, tender kisses on Brody's t-shirt covered chest, trailing up to his neck and jaw before crashing her lips to his. She felt his hands rest on her hips and Rachel ground herself closer into his body, wiggling her hips slowly. She could feel what she was doing to him and she smiled against his lips.
"Follow me." She said, gracefully walking to the stairs. She placed a hand on her hip, catching the hem of the robe, letting half of her ass hang out. There was no time to be shy. She let out a light squeal as Brody swept her off her feet, a heel slamming against the hardwood floor, as he carried her upstairs.
Shelby had initially planned to take Quinn out for lunch, just the two of them, after court so the two could talk. Quinn, however, had different plans. She had woken up with a stomachache and chalked it up to nerves. It didn't go away even after they left the courthouse but Quinn thought it was still nerves. When they stopped at the gas station to fill up the car, Shelby let Quinn pick out a treat for going inside and paying for the gas. She wasn't allowed to eat the cinnamon doughnuts until after lunch but Quinn skipped breakfast and was starving. She planned to only eat three while she waited for Shelby to give some out of state person directions to the interstate and when Shelby got into the car and started driving to the restaurant, Quinn threw up all over the dashboard.
Entering the house, an hour and a half after being gone, Shelby sent Quinn upstairs to change out of her nice clothes and into some pajamas, then she was directed to get right into bed. Shelby felt a slight fever on Quinn and wanted to make sure to keep it down before it got bad. Quinn whined that she was tired and felt like crap. Shelby shook her head and pushed the girl to the stairs, telling her she could sleep after she took some medicine. Once Quinn was heading up the stairs, taking the steps slowly to not cause sudden movements that would make her throw up again, Shelby went into the kitchen to see if Rachel had taken any medication and to get Quinn a glass of clear soda.
"Oh my god!" Quinn shouted.
Shelby heard Rachel shout in surprise as well, followed by a couple of thuds. She forgot the soda and ran out of the kitchen, taking great caution as she was wearing heels. A black shoe at the bottom of the stair caught her attention. Shelby picked up the shoe and furrowed her brow, wondering how and why her shoe was out of her closet and where the other one was. She continued to climb the stairs, seeing Quinn standing just inside her bedroom, Shelby walked over and gently moved the girl out of the way so she could go inside.
Oh, no. Shelby sighed.
"Mom." Rachel whispered out. She knew it was only a matter of time after Quinn's scream that Shelby would make her appearance.
"Rachel." Shelby softly said, shaking her head.
Shelby glanced around the room finding the other shoe, Rachel's bra and underwear trailing from the door to the bed. Was that her robe? What had her child done?
"I should go." Brody said.
Shelby's head snapped to the other side of the bed, where Brody had finished buttoning his pants and was pulling his shirt over his head. Shelby watched as Brody crossed the room, kissing Rachel's cheek as he did. The boy quickly passed Shelby, fearful of what her glare meant. Moments later the door opened and closed, Shelby turned to look at her daughter.
"Quinn, go change your clothes. I'll be in your room in a bit with your medicine and something to drink."
"Shelby-" Quinn started.
"Go." The taller woman said. Quinn quietly slipped out of the room and did as she was told. Shelby shook her head once more and walked out of the room without another word.
"Mom?" Rachel called out, going into the hallway before her mother could reach the stairs.
"Not right now Rachel." Shelby said. "Quinn is sick, she needs my help."
"Mommy-"
"I said not right now." Shelby said, this time she rose her voice and firmed up her tone.
Shelby didn't even look at Rachel once the entire time and went into the kitchen to finish pouring Quinn's drink. There was so much going on in Shelby's head, she didn't know where to start or what to think. She caught her baby girl with some boy in her room. Shelby's room. Why did it have to be Shelby's room? The mom closed her eyes and rubbed her face. That bed was the bed she had been sharing with her baby girl for weeks. It was the bed she held Rachel in until she could fall asleep. It was the bed she comforted Rachel on after a nightmare or when she was upset. She breastfed Rachel on that bed for crying out loud! And now it was the bed her daughter had sex on.
Maybe they didn't have sex. Shelby thought. Maybe Quinn stopped them before it was too late.
Shelby knew she shouldn't have left Rachel alone. Something inside her told her not too but she didn't listen. She promised herself she would never leave Rachel alone for more than an hour and so far she had stuck to her promise. Someone had always been home with Rachel or else the girl had gone with her. The more Shelby thought about it, the sudden boom of texts Rachel was getting (that should have been her first clue something was up), the way Rachel was very jumpy about people touching her phone, the robe, the shoes, the sexy undergarments; Rachel had planned this all out. It wasn't spur of the moment, invite a boy over to hang out, with intentions to only make out but then your hormones get the best of you. Rachel knew what she was going to do.
"That's why she wanted me gone so bad." Shelby whispered to herself. Finally Shelby was feeling something. Mostly she had been in shock but now she was angry. "Damn it." She slammed her fists on the counter top.
Shelby went over to another section of the counter and grabbed a sleeve of Saltines from the cabinet above. When she turned around, she found Rachel standing a few feet behind her, back in her clothes from before Shelby had left. Rachel had been crying, her eyes were red and her cheeks were tear streaked. She wanted to wrap her arms around her daughter but comfort wasn't what the girl needed or deserved in the moment.
"Mommy, I'm sorry." Rachel said, her voice quiet and soft.
"You're sorry you got caught." Shelby said. Rachel's eyes filled with tears but none spilled over. "I need to take care of Quinn, we will talk when I am done."
"But you said I always come first." Rachel whined. It's not that she wanted to deal with her punishment, she wanted to prolong that as long as possible, Shelby told her that no matter what Rachel came first.
"And I assumed you'd understand that there might be times where I can't put you first right away. Like right now, Quinn is sick and needs medicine. When I get Quinn to go to sleep, you and I will have our talk."
"But Quinn-"
"-Isn't the one who got caught with a boy, so I suggest you knock it off." Shelby snapped at Rachel. "I am so angry with you, Rachel, and if I were you, I'd take your butt into the livingroom and stand in the corner until I come down and get you out. Give me the chance to calm down because what I really want to do is make sure you can't sit for a month. I do not want to punish you while I am this angry. So shut your mouth and do as I say."
"Yes Ma'am." Rachel cried, the tears spilling over as she walked out of the room.
Shelby picked up the glass for Quinn and carried it out of the kitchen. Rachel had found herself a corner and was standing with her arms wrapped around her midsection, sobbing. Shelby wasn't particularly happy with herself for telling Rachel to shut her mouth and made a mental note to apologize later for saying it that harshly. She got Quinn into bed, with a waste basket at the floor beside the bed and gave her some medicine. Shelby had Quinn sip the soda slowly, telling her to drink it that way to help soothe her belly. Quinn was worn out and it only took a few seconds of singing for Shelby to get Quinn to fall asleep. Shelby covered Quinn up and closed the bedroom door on the way out.
After being in the corner for ten minutes, Rachel was still crying hard. Shelby needed her to calm down on her own so they could talk. Grabbing some clean sheets from the laundry room, returning to the top floor of the house to change the bedding on her bed. She could hear Rachel's cries begin to die down as she laid the comforter over the new and clean sheets. Finally, it was time to go have a long talk with her child.
Rachel, who had stopped crying, stood with her back facing the corner and her arms were angrily crossed in front of her. Shelby placed a hand on her hip when she saw that Rachel was no longer in the corner.
"I was pretty clear about you staying there until I came and got you." Shelby said.
"I am sixteen, I shouldn't even be in the corner. I'm too old." Rachel sassed.
"That is why you are in the corner, because you are sixteen. You are still a child, Rachel." Shelby said, standing before her daughter. "Making you stand in the corner, is to remind you that you are still a child."
"I'm not." Rachel stomped her foot.
Shelby raised her brow; she begged to differ. Shelby moved Rachel to sit on the couch and she moved the love seat ottoman to be in front of Rachel. She sat down and leaned closer to Rachel.
"You are. You are a child until you turn eighteen. Even then you'll still be a child; my child."
"You can't tell me what to do forever."
"Maybe not." Shelby agreed. "However, until you get a place of your own, you will do as I say. Sixteen, eighteen, forty-two, no matter what age, if you are living with me, I make the rules and you will follow them."
"Whatever." Rachel crossed her arms again and turned her head away from Shelby.
"Drop the attitude. We're going to be here for awhile and don't think for a second that I am going to tolerate your sassy mouth." Shelby said, reaching out and forcing Rachel to look at her. "Do you understand?"
"Yes." She growled.
"Yes, what?"
"Yes Ma'am." Rachel spat.
"Rachel." Shelby warned.
"Why am I in trouble anyway?" Rachel exclaimed. "Everyone else in this house has had sex! I don't see them getting in trouble."
"They may have had sex but that was prior to me knowing them. They all know that I do not condone any sexual activity. Santana and Brittany know that I better not catch them doing anything they shouldn't. I allow a kiss or two and I know they makeout when they think I'm not around but those two know having sex is way off limits."
"Why are you making a big deal out of this?" Rachel said.
"Having sex is a big deal." Shelby said. "Your first time should be special."
"Who says it wasn't? Brody was really romantic."
"You and Brody had sex?" Shelby asked.
"Twice." Rachel nodded. "So?"
Shelby rubbed her face, dropping her hands into her lap. "Rachel you and Brody aren't even dating."
"No but he has wanted to sleep with me since he moved here. Santana and Brittany have slept with him. Quinn made out with him too."
"All the more reason to why you should have waited." Shelby said. "Brody is a man whore apparently. Your first time should have been with someone you loved, not someone who you knew would bed you in an instant. He doesn't love you Rachel."
"Then how come he asked me out on a date?" Rachel countered.
"You're not going out with him."
"You can't stop me! I want to and I have already said yes."
"You are not going out with him, Rachel." Shelby sternly repeated.
"Yes I am!" Rachel stood up, shouting. "And you know what, this is all Quinn's fault. Had she not gotten sick, I wouldn't have been interrupted and I wouldn't be getting in trouble."
"Do not blame this on anyone other than yourself." Shelby stood up. She was hovering over Rachel but the small girl didn't back down. "You were the one who planned to have him over, with every intention of having sex with him."
"It's my sex life!"
"You don't get to have a sex life Rachel, you are sixteen."
"I can have whatever I want. I've been doing things on my own, whenever I wanted for years. I am more than capable of deciding what I want to do, when I want to do it."
"Stop yelling at me, now." Shelby's jaw tensed and her lips fell into a thin line.
"No! You weren't around before and I managed."
"And I am here now and I demand that you lower your tone and sit down."
"No!" Rachel said, walking away.
"Where are you going?"
"For a walk. I need to calm down before I can continue this conversation with you, if I decide to that is."
"Oh we are finishing this talk." Shelby said, peeling Rachel away from the door. She shut it once more and locked it. "But not when you decide."
"Let go of me." Rachel struggled against Shelby. Her mom didn't let up her grip but only held on tighter as she moved Rachel into the kitchen and sat her down on a chair. "I don't want to talk." She crossed her arms.
"Too bad. I have questions and I want answers."
"You're not going to get them."
"Then I'll just take you into my office and gave you a spanking of your lifetime until you are ready to answer." Shelby threatened. "Take your pick."
"What does it matter? You're going to give me some outrageous punishment anyway." Rachel mumbled.
"In all the time you've been with me, have I ever punished you in an outrageous manner?" Shelby asked, believing that her discipline was usually fair.
"No." Rachel truthfully answered.
"No, I haven't. Typically I listen to what you have to say before I dish out punishments." Shelby calmed her voice, seeing that Rachel was starting to lose her attitude and was responding well to her eased manner. Even after all these months with the girls, Shelby was still learning that if she stayed calm when trying to talk to them, they'll respond in the same way. Most of the time. "I don't want to fight with you. Sex is a very serious thing and I want us to have this conversation in a non-yelling way. Can you agree to that?"
Rachel nodded.
"Okay." Shelby said. She took a deep breath, trying to forget about the last few minutes of battling Rachel. "How long have you had this planned?"
"Three days." Rachel answered. Shelby was right, she had never given her an unfair punishment and was nice about letting her go with warnings.
"Why Brody? Especially since you know he has been with your friends in one way or another?"
"I knew he wouldn't turn me down." Rachel shrugged. "And he's nice to me. Please give him a chance, Mommy."
"I'm not saying yes to dating Brody, but I am not saying no, either. After you're off your grounding, you may invite Brody over or we can go out to eat. I want to get to know him and then I will decide if you can date him or not. And if I say no, that doesn't mean you go and see him behind my back."
"Thanks mom." Rachel sighed, glad that Shelby was at least willing to be open minded about dating Brody. "So...I'm grounded."
"Yes. You are definitely grounded." Shelby nodded. "I am taking your phone away for two weeks. When you get it back, I am turning the internet off and you will not be getting it back until the beginning of the school year. Until I feel I can trust you again, you are not going to be left alone. If I need to go somewhere, I will either find you a sitter or you'll be coming with me. And I am going to go through all your clothes, if I find things that are too sexy and provocative for you to be wearing, I am throwing them away. The bras and underwear you wore today for Brody, are too mature. Whatever I get rid of, I will replace with age appropriate attire."
"Is that it?" Rachel asked. So far her punishment didn't seem too bad.
"Rachel, your actions today have some very adult consequences." Shelby said. "There's so many sex related diseases out there and pregnancy."
"But I'm not Quinn. I'm not going to get pregnant."
"Quinn thought she wasn't going too either. She didn't think she'd be one of those girls who get pregnant but she was. And it could easily happen to you too."
"It's not." Rachel groaned.
Shelby sighed, wishing she'd get Rachel to see that she made a very bad choice and that sex was a big deal.
"Rachel, how much-" Shelby tilted her head and pursed her lips, before deciding on how to ask her next question. "How much do you know about sex?"
"I don't know." Rachel said, finding this question a bit weird. "Just the basics, I guess. I never took health class my freshman year or the little informational class in fifth grade when they talk to you about getting your period. My dads weren't around either time to sign the permission slips so I had to sit out. Let's just say I sorta freaked out when I got my period for the first time. I had to go to the school nurse, crying because I thought was gonna have to go to the hospital. It's one of the bigger times I wished I had my mom."
"Oh, Rach." Shelby sighed. "I'm sorry honey."
"It's not your fault." Rachel said, feeling bad for making Shelby feel horrible, it wasn't her intention. "I shouldn't have said that."
"Come here." Shelby said, holding out her arms. Rachel got up and sat on Shelby's lap. "If you ever have any questions, I will be more than happy to answer them for you. Okay?"
"Kay." Rachel whispered, burying her head into Shelby's neck. "Mommy?"
"Yeah?"
"I really do like Brody and I wanted to sleep with him." Rachel said. Shelby looked up at the ceiling wishing this whole situation would go away. "But I did it for another reason too."
"Why's that?" Shelby braced herself.
"The girls were teasing me last week about being the only virgin in this house. I want to fit in and Brody wanted to be with me, so it was perfect. That's what you said my first time should be, perfect. And it was. Are you still mad?"
"I don't know Rachel." Shelby answered. "I'm upset that you let the girls' comments pressure you into having sex. You're going to regret this one day and that's not how I want you to look back on this."
"But it's just sex. Nothing was going to happen."
Shelby brushed her fingers through Rachel's hair, the tips skimmed against the girl's forehead and Shelby felt the warm skin. Oh sweet change of topic! Shelby stood Rachel up and took her hand to lead her upstairs but Rachel came to a stop.
"Please don't spank me." Rachel cried out.
"I'm not going to spank you." Shelby chuckled. "I need to take your temperature."
"But I'm not sick." Rachel whined.
"You're warm and I want to make sure your fever is coming back." Shelby said, picking up Rachel. She didn't feel like going for round ten thousand of fighting Rachel over something. Why couldn't Rachel just let her take her freaking temperature?
"Mom!"
"Sush! You're going to wake up Quinn." Shelby scolded with a few pats to Rachel's bottom. Shelby took Rachel into the bathroom, sitting Rachel on the toilet seat so she could dig through the drawers of her bathroom sink to find the thermometer, not remembering where she put it when she put it away last night. All the while, she tried to come up with a way to get Rachel to understand that the consequences of having sex could happen to anyone.
"I don't want too."
"Rachel, please just let me do this." Shelby pleaded.
"No." Rachel stated. She stood up and moved to the door.
"Do not take another step." Shelby sternly said. How is it that her daughter claims she is mature enough to have sex but wants to act as an immature child about getting her temperature taken?
"But I don't want too take my temperature. I'm fine." Rachel accentuated her sentence with a stop of her foot.
"Rachel, come here and do this like a young lady." Shelby said. Rachel didn't move but firmly shook her head no. "Right now!"
"Forget it!" Rachel continued her original storm out but only made it to the bedroom door as Shelby caught her around the waist. "Put me down."
"No, I am taking your temperature." Shelby said, sitting Rachel on the bed. "And since you want to act like a child, you're getting your temperature taken as such." Shelby moved to the bathroom, returning with a handful of toilet paper and a small jar.
"What are you doing?" Rachel's eyes widened and it clicked. "No, no." she shook her head.
"One way or another, this is happening." Shelby said, unscrewing the lid of the jar. "Perhaps next time you'll listen before things get this far."
Oh Rachel. SMH.
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