So I know it's been A LONG TIME! BUT I'M BACK! This chapter is really long. It would've been longer but I decided to chop it up into two parts. So hope you guys enjoy. Thanks for reading.
'I should've let you leave, but I'm selfish, I watched you stay'
A loud pop rang through the car causing the blonde to jump from her seat. Santana threw Quinn an amused look before pouring a large bottle of champagne into two cups. Where did that come from? The Latina quickly filled both cups to the brim, handing one over to the hesitant looking ex cheerleader.
"No one is going to see us. So relax…. It's only alcohol." Santana spoke after some time.
Quinn drew her eyes to the other girl but the brunette wasn't looking at her but at the school instead. Hazel eyes quietly studied her for a few moments. Santana looked completely gorgeous in her midnight blue backless dress. Her makeup was flawless and her hair perfection. From the naked eye she was the embodiment of true beauty. But what most people couldn't see was the mask that she also wore. If you looked hard enough you could see it. And Quinn did. She knew it well.
"That's not why-"
"Why you're acting weird?" Santana asked with a detached tone.
Quinn tore her gaze from the taller girl and drew in a silent breath. There was no denying that things had been weird since the blonde had arrived at Santana's house earlier that day. The dynamic between the two had changed and neither of them knew how to act or what to do. Things had changed and they both knew it. Quinn's heart squeezed tightly as she casted her gaze back to the other girl whose eyes seemed lost in sorrow. Did I cause this? Again she tore herself from the taller girl and eyed the untouched liquid in her cup watching as a swirl of amber flicked around the brim. "I'm just a little nervous." The blonde rasped out.
There was a loud snort that came from the brunette. Quinn shot her a confused look. "Quinn Fabray nervous?" Santana slowly pulled her attention to the blonde. "Since when?"
When the blonde didn't respond Santana rolled her eyes and shook her head. "What is with you tonight? Huh? You've barely spoken a word to me since you got back. And now you're just being… fucking weird."
"Weird how?" Quinn replied.
The Latina heavily sighed before letting her eyes fall down to her untouched drink. "You're just not the same anymore." she answered back in a sad bitter tone.
A lump lodged its way to the back of Quinn's throat. "People change." She responded.
Santana continued shaking her head as small tears gathered around her brown eyes. "You know, tonight was the night that I was supposed to be celebrating with my girlfriend and best friend. Tonight was supposed to the happiest night of my life. I was supposed to be surrounded by people who loved me and people I cared about. But that's not what's going to happen tonight. I…..I've lost the love of my life. And I've lost my best friend. How is tonight supposed to be special if I've lost everything?"
A harsh pain pierced through the blonde's chest causing her entire torso to catch fire. The burning only increased as her eyes caught a single tear falling down the tan girl's face. They're words. Only words yet they stung to the core. "You haven't lost me. I'm still here. I here with you right now." Quinn whispered.
"You're only here because I 'guilted' you into it. If it weren't for that you wouldn't be here." Santana replied a little bit more loudly.
"And you're right about that. But that doesn't make what I'm about to say any less true. I will be here for you just like you were for me. I know that life has taken us on completely different paths, but that doesn't change what we have been through." Quinn replied.
"Do you even know why I forced you into this?"
Quinn quietly shook her head. She had no clue. Santana rolled her eyes with annoyance as she wiped away the fast wet travelers. "Freshmen year. First day of school. I had just gotten my class schedule and I was wandering down the hall trying to figure out where the fuck my locker was. On my way I accidently bumped into someone. That someone turned out to be Tracy Morgan, senior head bitch of the Cheerios. Immediately she started yelling at me in front of everyone. Of course knowing me I was about two seconds away from lunging over and tackling the bitch until you came up out of nowhere. You stood by my side and looked at her square in the face. And then a second later you opened up the lid to your white chocolate mocha and slowly poured it all over her shoes, never taking your eyes off her. And then you said 'Back the fuck off from my friend or else I'm going to ruin that pretty little top you have on too.' Her face…. was priceless. It didn't even take half a second before she ran down the hall like a little bitch. After it was over you looked at me and said, 'I'm Quinn Fabray, future HBIC, head cheerio and prom queen. You are now officially in the presence of royalty. Stick with me to the end and we will run this bitch like no other."
Quinn's jaw dropped with shock. Her eyes widened as the memory began unfolding. A large smile crept onto her face. "I was a real bitch wasn't I?"
Santana smirked before sniffing loudly. "The best."
The blonde shook her head in disbelief. "I can't believe I fucking did that."
"It's not like she didn't deserve it." The Latina replied.
A light blush crossed the ex cheerleaders face as a small laugh rippled through her body. "That seems like ages ago." Her words were cut short as another memory came forth. And suddenly she remembered. "That…. that was the day that we made the pact. The pact about prom and having each other's back."
A half smile reached Santana's face. "Our stupid pact." she reiterated.
"Why the hell did you go through with it? I mean, I was terrible and cruel to everyone, including you." Quinn asked in awe.
Santana smiled warmly before releasing a low sigh. "How could I not? You were Quinn Fabray, future head bitch. You weren't afraid to be who you were. You knew what you wanted and you went for it. No one ever stood in the way. You fought hard for everything that you got. It was easy to believe in you because I knew you were what you said you were. And you knew who I was. We didn't have to hide from our nature. We accepted each other. And in return we ruled this school. Just like you said we would."
They both sat in silence. Something seemed to be awakening in Quinn Fabray. Santana was right. She needed her friend right now. She needed to have a good night. This was her chance to redeem herself after having left Santana. Hell, this was her night and S's night that they had planned so long ago. After a few more seconds the blonde sat up straighter in her seat with a determined look in her eyes. "I refuse to let you sit here and wallow in pity because that's not what we do. That is not Santana Lopez. And that is not Quinn Fabray. So we didn't get the fairy tale prom night we had imagined. But you know what? We still have each other for better or worse. And tonight you're still my bitch and we are going to go out there and do what we do best and have fun. No regrets."
A large smile cracked its way onto the Latina's tear filled face. "I am not your bitch." She replied as she carefully wiped the tears from her eyes.
"Fine." The blonde replied as she raised her cup. "What should we drink to?"
The taller girl cleared her throat and raised her cup with the other girl. "To no fucking regrets."
"To no regrets!" They both called out as they clunked their cups together and chugged down the contents.
Once the entire bottle was consumed they exited the car both arm in arm. The night air swirled around them as the two laughed their way up the steps of McKinley high. At the front entrance of the school gym was a big banner reading 'Fire and Ice". The both stopped and stared up at the school. It was their last big dance together.
"I can't believe we fucking made it." Santana whispered in awe.
"I know." Quinn replied with a large smile.
"Come on bitch. Let's rule this dance one last time."
A shaky breath drew from the blonde haired girl as they entered into the building. Red and blue lights lit up the place. The entire gym was decorated with cubes that looked like ice. Projection screens along the side had visions of fire dancing around the walls. Music was blasting through the gym by the DJ on stage. Dozens of students were dancing on the floor. A few were standing off talking to their groups of buddies. Both girls entered the room and dozens of eyes flew to them. Quinn felt a little self conscious but swallowed it down because she knew she looked beautiful. Santana gave them her bitch smile. They began walking and just like before the crowd parted for them just like old times. Whispers broke out as they walked across the gym floor. The girls walked straight over to the bar station and grabbed themselves some drinks. Quinn nervously glanced around the gym. Kurt and Mercedes were the first that rolled up to them.
"QUINN! OMG! YOU'RE HERE!" Kurt spewed out with joy.
"You look so gorgeous tonight girl." Mercedes replied.
The blonde smiled politely. "Thank you. You two look gorgeous as well!"
Both Kurt and Mercedes looked at each a little surprised. A second later Quinn was blasted with piles of questions about where she had disappeared to. Luckily Santana interrupted their interrogation by glaring at them with her bitch face.
"Seriously guys… Lay off." The tall girl stated.
Just then Puck, Mike and Tina joined in the circle. Puck swiftly lunged for the blonde and threw his large arms around the girl. Quinn laughed as the taller boy swung her around like a ragdoll. When he finally put her down he had a big grin on his face.
"We missed you." He spoke with a dazzling smile and wink.
The blonde shook her head and tossed a glance over at Santana who wasn't paying attention to the group. She was focused on something on the dance floor. Quinn followed her gaze and found a certain blonde dancing with another blonde. Quinn looked back to the Latina and saw hurt filled eyes. The blonde looked away and gazed across the room. Finn was halfway across the gym sulking and obviously drinking from a flask. Some poor ditzy girl was attached to his arm like glue. She looked like a freshmen. Quinn couldn't help but be a little happy about it.
"Hey guys." Blaine interrupted with a hesitant tone.
The group stopped speaking. Immediately the tension in the room flared up. Kurt's eyes caught fire once they landed on Blaine. Quinn looked between the two and took an involuntary step back. Something was about to go down.
"I told you I didn't want to talk to you" Kurt snapped.
"It's prom night Kurt. These people are my friends too!" Blaine threw back.
Kurt scoffs and throws his hands in the air. "Then by all means HAVE THEM!"
A second later Kurt is dragging Mercedes by the arm and away from the group. Blaine's face falls and stares after the boy that just left.
"Hey guys!" Both Sam and Brittany walk up.
Quinn grabs Santana's arm and pulls her from the group. "We don't need the drama. We're here to have fun."
She spoke too soon because at that moment the crowd was parting like the red sea. Quinn looked up and paused in her movement. Time seemed to slow down. Body by body moved out of the way just as a flash of brown hair came into view. And then….
Quinn's breath caught in her throat. Her heart froze. Rachel Berry had finally made it to prom. Hazel eyes widened with shock as her eyes roamed over the small diva, taking everything in. Her body lit up like a firework. An indescribable feeling was taking over her. Auburn hair was wrapped up in a beautiful extravagant way. Her black dress looked similar to the one Audrey Hepburn wore in Breakfast at Tiffany's. Rachel's makeup was flawless. She looked beautiful.
The rest of the room disappeared. Rachel was the only girl in the room. Hazel eyes traveled down the length of the diva's body. The blonde bit down on her lip. Those dangerously long tan legs. Her heart started beating faster than before. Warmth crept onto her skin, heating her up like a volcano. Quinn was having trouble breathing. Her throat went dry. It wasn't until the crowd fully parted that she was finally able to see something clinging onto the small brunette. Attached to her hip was some faceless jock, her accessory. A whirlwind of emotions stormed within the blonde at the sight. It made her stomach flip. She felt sick.
"I'm going to the bathroom." Quinn stated with a hoarse voice to Santana before quickly taking off in the direction of the restroom.
From across the gym a pair of large brown eyes widened as a glimpse of blonde hair streaked through the back of the gym. Rachel froze in spot as her heart started automatically racing. No…. it couldn't be. The brunette tried to get a better look but there were too many people in her way. A strange feeling started bubbling up in her stomach. Her legs felt shaky all of a sudden. She can't be here.
"I'll be right back. I just need to freshen myself for a second." Rachel stated to her date as she mindlessly raced towards the bathroom.
Her heart was beating wildly once she was outside the doors of the bathroom. She was trembling all over. With a deep breath she opened the door and walked in. There were at least a dozen girls in the bathroom all lined up at the mirrors. But not one of them was her. Rachel blew out a long breath and shook her head. What the hell was she thinking? She turned back around and exited the bathroom with a relieved smile and made her way back to her date.
A moment later Quinn walked out from the restroom and made her way over to Santana. The Latina was sipping from a flask of her own. The blonde rolls her eyes and takes the flask from her.
"You're not doing this alone." With that, the ex cheerleader tilts the flask into her mouth.
Santana grins widely. "Here comes HBIC Quinn Fabray everyone!"
Rachel and her date walk up to the large circle of glee kids. The smaller brunette eagerly introduces the nameless jock to everyone. Puck is staring at the guy like he was dead meat. Rachel smirks at the look on the Mohawk boy's face. The group continues chatting but Rachel's not paying attention because Puck is staring at her, having a silent conversation with him. She lifts an eyebrow and clings tighter to her jock. Puck rolls his eyes and smirks at her. He knew he wasn't anything to her at all. And she knew that he knew.
"Let's go get a drink." Rachel whispered in her date's ear.
He nodded and she eyed Puck with a smirk before leaving. The two made their way to the punch table. She smiled up at her date taking a careful sip from her cup. Her eyes traveled around the room. All of her fellow classmates seemed to be having a good time. There wasn't a single person that looked like they were about to jump from the roof. A flash of blonde hair appeared again from the corner of her vision. Her eyes followed suit. Brown eyes widened and the grip around her cup tightened. She was completely off guard. The form of Quinn Fabray was in her line of view. Immediately Rachel's entire world faded into darkness. Her heart pounded through her chest so loudly that she thought it was going to break through. Her body started shaking. Goosebumps shivered down her arms. What is breathing?
She's here. Rachel took in the blonde's appearance with a greedy stare. Blonde hair was swept up into a beautiful bun which matched perfectly with her elegant white gown. She looks like an angel! The blonde looked breathtakingly beautiful. And before she even knew what she was doing she placed her cup down on the table and slowly made her way to the ex cheerleader.
Each step she made felt like a weight was pounding down on her. The blonde was slowly coming into view. 10 feet. Quinn was laughing profoundly at something someone had said to her. 9 feet. Santana comes into view as she's throwing her arm around the blonde. 8 feet. Rachel's nerves fire up. She can't help herself. She could feel the other girl now. 6 feet. Hazel eyes find her. Their eyes meet.
An explosion set off in Rachel's chest, rattling her entire body. She stops. Quinn's eyes widen with both shock and surprise, but then morph into something else. And suddenly the blonde couldn't breathe. The brunette couldn't move. Quinn swallowed the lump in her throat as she ignored Santana's hasty comments about the people around her. The blonde started moving towards the diva, leaving behind the girl in a trail of dust. Rachel balled her fists as the blonde closed the distance between them. They stood silently together. The tension grew stronger by the minute. It was undeniable.
Rachel was the first to break the contact for fear that those hazels would swallow her whole. Instead, she focused on the blonde's body. Quinn watched as the brunette took all of her, obviously checking her out.
"You look very beautiful tonight Quinn." Rachel expressed as she brought her eyes back up to the blonde.
Quinn tried clearing the back of her throat in hopes that her voice didn't sound weak. "You're breath-taking" came the raspy response.
A light blush took over the diva's cheeks as she nervously looked away and rubbed the back of her hands together. "Thank you." She replied with a heavy breath.
Rachel continued avoiding the blonde's intense gaze. "Are you nervous?" Quinn asked quietly with a slight hint of a slur.
The diva shook her head. "No, just embarrassed."
Quinn smirked. Rachel glanced at her. "Embarrassed for what? You look amazing tonight. You're going to win prom queen. There is nothing to be embarrassed about."
Rachel's legs started shaking. "I-I wasn't referring to tonight."
Quinn's face flooded with warmth as the diva's midnight call came into mind. The alcohol in her system was staring to take place. Automatically her body started reacting on its own. The blonde leaned into the diva. Rachel silently gasped as Quinn lips pressed against her ear. "Trust me Berry, you have nothing to be embarrassed about." She whispered.
Rachel trembled as Quinn pulled away from her. She was fighting the urge to grab the blonde and shove her up against the wall and fuck her senseless. Hazel eyes were dark now. Rachel could feel herself following pursuit. "Nothing?" Rachel asked breathlessly.
Quinn shook her head and licked her lips. "Nothing."
The diva bit her lip. Her body was overheating. And again that aching between her legs was throbbing to life. She was just about to grab the other girl and take her outside when Finn popped up by their side.
"What are you doing here?"Finn asked the blonde.
Hazel eyes tore away from Rachel and glanced over at the ogre. But his eyes weren't on her but on Rachel. Quinn smirked before glancing down at Rachel who was still eyeing her with curiosity. She also looked a bit of annoyed from Finn's appearance. Quinn smiled at the thought. "Clearly this has nothing to do with me. So I'll leave you two alone."
Quinn continued smirking as Rachel's face fell into a frown. The blonde slowly walked past the small diva brushing her arm against her. Rachel closed her eyes as the touch made her explode. Without even thinking about it she grabbed the blonde's arm halting her before she could leave them. "Actually we were about to go get a drink." She stated out loud so that Finn could hear.
The blonde looked at Rachel and then to the hand on her arm. Quinn's smirk was back on her face. "Don't worry Rachel, I'll have your date send you one." Came the reply. And just like that the blonde pulled her grip from the diva and took off leaving Rachel as confused as ever. The blonde met up with Santana taking another sip from the flask.
Rachel huffed out in annoyance as she tried to get rid of Finn. But clearly he wasn't budging. The diva was desperately looking around the room, searching for someone to come and save her. Luckily she spotted her date who was heading straight for them. Her boy toy comes up with a large smile and easily throws an arm around the smaller girl's shoulder. Finn grimaces at the sight. Not even a minute passes and the boy is off.
"Thank you soo much!" Rachel expresses.
"That's what I'm here for." Her date shoots back. "So, you up for some dancing?"
Rachel smiles warmly at the thought. "Sure."
The taller boy takes her arm in his and leads her to the floor. They both grab onto each other and start moving along with the mellow song. Rachel dances with her date but is looking around the gym for a certain blonde. The girl easily spots on the other side of the gym, watching her. Rachel can feel her body heating again. She grabs onto her date tighter. Quinn was checking her out with appreciating eyes. She herself was also appreciating the other girl's form, especially that white dress and the curves of her waist. Gosh that dress is soooo short. It should be a sin for anyone to wear something like that. Rachel's mind was working overtime. They both met each other's gaze. Something shifted. The tension was flaring up again.
Rachel raised a questioning brow. Both of Quinn's brows flew to the top of her head as if to reply to her question. Then the diva smirked, her eyes darkening in the process. She was challenging the blonde to a dual. When the blonde didn't respond Rachel winked at her before shifting the arm on her waist. Quinn watched as Rachel pulled the other guy closer, brown eyes on her new guy and then back to her with a mocking tone.
Just then the music cut off. Tina and Mercedes took the stage and went to their appropriate places. The band behind them started getting situated. After a few more minutes the band is up and ready to go. The music starts. Both the girls are singing Demi Lovato's Heart Attack. From the floor Rachel continues dancing with her date all while keeping her eye on Quinn.
Santana is chugging down the contents in her flask like there is no tomorrow. Quinn is laughing hysterically at the girl.
"You're such a bitch!" Santana growls out.
"I'm not the one that sounds like a gremlin right now." Quinn throws back.
Tina and Mercedes finally finished their song. Up next was a girl that Quinn had never seen before. She must be new. The ex cheerleader eyed the stage with keen interest. This girl had long flowing blonde hair that went down past her shoulders. She was strikingly beautiful almost like a model. The music started up. Quinn rolled her eyes as she recognized the beat. G&$ Help this generation!
Miley Cyrus's 'We can't stop' Blasted through the gym. Dozens of more bodies filtered their way to the dance floor. This is going to be a long night. When the blonde looked back to the stage she was a little bit surprised to find the singer staring back at her. Their eyes connected. The other girl smiled widely at Quinn before winking and blowing her a kiss. A small hue of pink hit the cheeks of the ex cheerleader.
By the time the song was over Quinn felt like she needed a nice good shower after the eye fucking she got. The girl that was on stage approached her with confidence. Quinn glanced over at Santana who had all but disappeared. Fuck…
"Hi."
"Hello." Quinn answered a bit nervously.
"And who are you?" The girl asked with a flirtatious tone.
Quinn clears her throat obviously a little uncomfortable. "Quinn Fabray. And you are?" She asks, meeting the taller girl's gaze.
"I'm Nicky. You know, I've never seen you around here before." The girl states.
Quinn smiles softly. Why did her name sound so familiar? "I'm not from around here anymore."
"Really?" Nicky leans in closer. "So you went to school here?"
The other girl's arm brushes against Quinn's. "Yeah, a few months ago. But now I live in Columbus."
She could feel a pair of eyes on her. They have been on her all night. The blonde looked off to the corner and spotted a pair of eyes staring at her. Rachel was at the beverage table, sipping from her drink and watching them closely.
"You are the sexiest thing I've seen here tonight." Nicky whispers into Quinn's ear.
Quinn tears her eyes from Rachel and pulls back from Nicky, her face a tomato. She looks down at the ground. This girl was coming onto her. Heavily. This never happened to her before. She didn't know what to do about it. Either way she didn't have enough time to consider it because just then Rachel Berry was there. The diva coughed loudly, clearing the back of her throat. Nicky turned and faced the smaller girl. Rachel had her arms on her hips.
"What do YOU want?" Nicky asked.
"For you to leave." Rachel growled back.
"It's a free place and country." Nicky threw out.
Rachel took a step forward. "I'm not playing around Nicky."
The blonde scoffed then looked back at Quinn. "Can you believe this bitch?"
Quinn eyed the diva and then Nicky. There was a strange tension between them, one that screamed enemies. By the looks of it It Rachel was about to rip the girl's head off. Quinn grabbed Rachel's arm.
"I'll be right back." Quinn replied to Nicky.
The taller blonde pulled the smaller girl away until they were in the corner away from all the noise. "What do you think you're doing?" Quinn asks with a low voice.
Rachel crosses her arms across her chest and eyes Quinn with a gleam in her eyes. "What were YOU doing?"
"Excuse me? But I asked first. "
Rachel laughs bitterly. "I wasn't doing anything."
"Right, because that's why you were so nice to that poor girl." Quinn replies sarcastically.
"Poor girl? Do you have any idea who that girl is? She's that bitch that I've been in battle with over this campaign. Remember that slut with no morals. That's who she is. So don't sit there and tell me anything other than that. And whatever lie she spat out isn't true. Besides I was trying to save you the trouble."
"What trouble?" Quinn remarked.
Rachel rolls her eyes. "Are you really that oblivious?"
The blonde shrugged and waited for the other girl to continue.
"She was HITTING on you!"
Quinn's face lit up with heat. So she was watching me. The blonde cleared her throat and looked off to the side. "So?"
"SO? Quinn, you're not gay! You're not even interested in girls." Rachel stated. "Look, I just wanted to help you was all. You know, save you the time because I know you're not gay."
Hazel eyes shift over to the smaller girl. Her eyes narrow. "And how would you know that? You don't know me all that well. "
Rachel rolled her eyes. "You're Quinn Fabray. You aren't interested in girls."
The blonde stares at Rachel with a hurtful look in her eyes. The brunette is taken aback by Quinn's reaction. Suddenly the diva knows she's gone too far on this one. Quinn takes in a shaky breath and steps closer to the other girl. "And what if I was? Huh? What if I was actually gay? Did you ever think of that?"
Rachel's eyes widen and her jaw falls open. Quinn tears her gaze from Rachel and slowly shakes her head. "You don't know everything Rachel Berry. You can't. So just don't….."
Without another word the blonde takes her leave and heads toward Santana who was at the drinking station. Rachel eyed the ex cheerio, trying to let her mind process what just happened. Her heart started racing. Her nerves quickly rose. Quinn Fabray likes girls? Since when? She was confused. She continued watching as the two leaned in close and started whispering into each other's ear. Again that same deep angry animal began growling in the pit of her stomach at the scene ahead of her. Despite the fact that she knew they were 'just friends' it didn't matter at all. She clenched down on her jaw. If Quinn does like girls…. Then, that means…. Flashes from Charleston floated to her mind burning everything. The kiss. She stood stock still. Her head was shaking back and forth, trying to get rid of the images. No, nonono! Her heart was a twittering mess. She was shaking.
She likes girls….
At that moment Puck took the stage. His eyes were focused out into the crowd looking for someone. Once he spotted her he cleared his throat and ran a hand through his Mohawk.
"Tonight might not have turned out the way that you expected it too. I know there are a few of you out there that are disappointed. And trust me, I'm right there with you. But I'm not giving up. I'm not giving up on you."
Rachel stared up at the stage with a blank face. Meanwhile towards the corner of the gym Finn was angrily watching the scene unfold.
"So tonight, this one's for you." Puck enunciated, directing his gaze at Rachel.
The band began playing. Puck's smooth voice echoed through the room. People began pairing off for the slow dance. Rachel glances at her date who is eyeing the stage like a complete idiot. Brown eyes flick back around to Quinn. The other girl is staring right back at her with this sorrow gleam in her eyes. Rachel swallows and turns away.
Finn has had enough. The anger boiling through his system has reached its point. Sipping the last content from his flask he tosses it to the side and wipes the remnants off his lips. His eyes flash back to the stage. Fuck this asshole, she's mine! The boy's tall frame quickly shoots for the stage. In a moment he hops onto the stage and swings at the Mohawk boy. The mic screeches. Puck is flung backward and hits the drum set. Screams break out. Rachel quickly darts to the stage. Finn is bashing Puck's face in with his fists. Puck kicks out and hits Finn in his groin. They flip over. Mike and Sam pop out from nowhere and tear the two off from each other. Mr. Schue comes over with wide eyes. Blood is pouring down from Puck's face. Finn has a deep cut underneath his eye that was gushing out blood, his nose dribbling with crimson. Sue arrives on scene with a scowl on her face.
"YOU TWO OUT!" she yells.
Puck is dragged away by Sam and Mike. Finn is growling and passes by Rachel. He hisses at her. "This is your entire fault! ALL OF IT! YOU CAUSED THIS… All BECAUSE YOU'RE A FUCKING BITCH! ALL YOU DO IS HURT PEOPLE… NOW LOOK AT WHERE WE ARE!"
Sue is dragging him out the door. Rachel is standing by just watching. Mr. Figgins hops on stage. "Everyone stay calm. Nothing to worry about."
Rachel wasn't paying attention. Nobody was because just then out in the back of the gym more yelling emanated. Quinn was holding back a very angry and teary eyed Santana Lopez. The Latina was trying to tear into Kurt. Brittany was grabbing onto Santana too. Mercedes holding Kurt back.
"GET OVER IT LOPEZ! YOU DUMPED HER! YOU BROKE HER HEART. AS FAR AS I'M CONCERNED SHE IS FREE TO DO WHATEVER SHE WANTS. EVEN IF IT'S SAM."
"YOU DON'T KNOW SHIT! YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING!'
"Guys STOP!" Brittany shouts.
Rachel is about to make her way over to them when suddenly a spotlight is being thrown at her face. "RACHEL BERRY!"
Again her name is called. She's confused. Someone gently grabs her arm and leads her up the stage. A crown is being placed on her head. But her eyes are on the back of the gym. She sees Blaine rushing in trying to get Kurt away from the scene. Everything is a mess. Kurt shoves Blaine before shaking his head.
"I'm done! I can't be here. I'm fucking DONE!' Kurt turns and leaves. Mercedes follows before giving Blaine the stank eye. Brittany and Quinn let Santana go. Blaine is tearing up heavily looking as if the world were ending.
"Do you have anything you'd like to say?" Figgins asks.
Rachel pulls herself back. And smiles. A fake smile. "Thank you all for the support."
Brittany drags Santana out of the building. Quinn can only sigh and shake her head. Everything was a mess. Hazel eyes dart toward the stage. Rachel and her nameless jock head down for the gym floor for their dance. The two get in close together. It's enough to make Quinn sick. She's about to walk away when sees Rachel shaking her head. A minute later the girl is rushing out of the gym. Quinn has no choice. She follows.
The blonde finds Rachel out in the hallway pacing back and forth. Tear were burning down her eyes. Her hands were bunched up into fists so tight her nails were digging into her palms. Quinn watched as the other girl spotted her and lifted her gaze. The two made contact. It was enough to stop Rachel in her tracks. Quinn's breathing started taking off. The look in Rachel's eyes was dangerous. It made the blonde nervous. Slowly the ex cheerleader took a step toward Rachel. The diva didn't move. Another step. Rachel swallows deeply, trying to find air. Another step. Hearts were racing.
Step
The blonde was getting closer.
Step... Freeze
Pale fingers reached out and gently brushed away a few strands of dark hair. Warm breath splashed across Quinn's face. Brown eyes were staring back at her with burning intensity. The want... The need... it was all written on their hearts, on their faces. The blonde leans in. Rachel quickly pulls back.
"Don't"
The drama is just getting started between the two. Review let me know! Sorry it's really long. BUT I figured I owed you guys…. Let me know what you think. Part two next time around.