Not Like I Think About You Constantly
By: Tracy Cook
Disclaimer: I do not own anything; these characters belong to the creators of Glee, One Tree Hill, and The Vampire Diaries.
Authors Note: This is an AU fic that focuses around Glee/OTH/Vampire Diaries. There will be NO VAMPIRES and characters may be slightly OOC, but I will try and keep them in character.
Pairing: Quinn/Rachel, Brooke/Haley, and Caroline/Rebekah.
Rating: M
Chapter Twenty-One
Anatomy
Rebekah stared toward the front of the room, watching as the jury walked out and stood in front of the judge. They were to present their verdict. And in that split second while she was waiting to hear them announce that her brother was guilty, she was terrified. Her heart stopped beating and her muscles tensed.
For just one second she allowed herself to contemplate what would happen if the jury decided that he was innocent. If they, for whatever reason, ignored her testimony.
She knew that her brother could be convincing. He could talk his way out of almost any situation. What if he somehow talked his way out of this? What if he convinced one of the jurors to take pity on him, and that juror convinced all of the others?
The thought of her brother going free made her stomach clench up tightly. She felt sick. If he were released, he would certainly kill off her and every one of her friends and loved ones in the most painful of ways.
Rebekah stared at the man who would be announcing the verdict and her grip on Caroline's hand tightened. Almost to the point that it hurt the other woman, but she did not complain. She was just as anxious as her. Finally, he spoke. All that Rebekah heard were the words 'guilty' and 'five life-sentences in prison.' Everything else was unimportant. He was going away for good. She could sleep peacefully tonight.
She glanced down at her and Caroline's interlinking hands and she smiled. She flipped her hand over and stared at the fresh scars that covered her wrist. It pained her knowing that her brother had caused them.
Turning, Rebekah smiled brightly as she witnessed Caroline with a huge smile on her face and sparkling tear-filled eyes. She looked so happy with the outcome. 'She is safe now… that is the most important thing. Not my safety, but hers.'
"You're safe now." Caroline spoke excitedly. A few tears rolling down her cheeks as she leant in and kissed her lovingly.
Rebekah pulled away and returned the smile, lifting her free hand and stroking it through blonde curls. Allowing her fingers to gently trace over Caroline's cheek and wipe away the tears that had fallen. "No. We are safe now."
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"I think that I want to tell people at school about us…" Quinn muttered out quietly. She was sitting on Rachel's bed with her legs crossed and staring down at her hands. Honestly, she was not really certain that she wanted to tell anyone, but there was something inside of her that continued to tell her that she did. That she was tired of hiding.
Rachel's head snapped up and she stared across the bed at her girlfriend with wide brown eyes. Her full lips parted and hanging open. She had never expected Quinn to be the one to propose that they go public.
"Are you sure, Quinn? I mean, that is a huge leap from where our current relationship stands, and I would not want you to feel pressured to do something so drastic just because of me."
"It's not only because of you…" Quinn tried to explain, fidgeting uncomfortably and chewing on her bottom lip. She was finding it difficult to find the words she needed to express what she was feeling. "It's because of me… well us… everything." She laughed uncomfortably, knowing that she was not making any sense.
Rachel crawled across the bed and stared up into hazel eyes with longing brown. She needed to understand what she was trying to say. "What do you mean when you say that it's because of everything?"
"It's just…" Quinn searched Rachel's beautiful eyes with her own and then sighed. "It feels like we are constantly being thrown in harm's way. You were shot and nearly killed, Rebekah was stabbed, Caroline was kidnapped. It just seems wrong to wait. I mean, why should we wait?"
She could not believe what the blonde was proposing. 'She wants to tell everyone at school?'
"Life is fleeting right?" She asked with a furrowed brow. "And I really want the chance to show off my girlfriend proudly before we die."
Rachel's smile widened across her face, spreading from one ear to the other. She was excited by the idea of finally showing off Quinn at school. But, she was also terrified. "I would love that more than anything. But, are you truly prepared to commit to being in a public relationship with me, Quinn?" She paused and laughed. "I do not know if you know this about me, but I can be quite loud and proud when expressing my love for things."
She laughed and nodded her head. "Yeah, I know…"
Quinn reached up and delicately traced the tip of her finger along Rachel's jawline, smiling as she extended her neck for more contact. "And I love that about you. I love everything about you. And yeah, honestly I am terrified about how people will treat me and possibly returning to the old me." She took in a shaky breath. She could not handle ever being that person again, ever hurting Rachel again.
"But, if we never tell them we'll never know right? We'll just be hiding and doubting ourselves."
She smiled and nodded her head. "You are correct."
Rachel sat up on her knees so that she was at eye-level with Quinn and smiled as she stared into them. Leaning forward slowly, she allowed her lips to brush over the blonde's. What started out as a tentative and loving kiss quickly turned heated and passionate. When they were both at a loss of breath, Rachel pulled out of the kiss and rested her forehead against Quinn's smiling widely.
For just a minute they stared into each other's eyes and took in everything that the other was feeling.
"Okay…good." Quinn finally breathed out shakily. Her heart was pounding loudly in her ears and her hands were shaking. She had just agreed to tell the entire school about being in a relationship with a girl, and that girl was currently straddling her. She glanced down at Rachel's full lips and then back up into her eyes and watched as they darkened with desire.
It took every ounce of willpower for Rachel to pull away from the intense gaze and not rip off Quinn's clothing then and there. She knew that they did not have time to get carried away. She rested her head against the cheerleader's shoulder and smiled contently, snuggling against her warm body.
"Besides." Quinn added, stroking her fingers through long dark strands. Her heart calming a little. "It would be nice to be able to show you off. I mean, I watch Haley and Brooke, and Caroline and Rebekah at school, and they all just look so happy together. No one teases them for holding hands and enjoying each other's company… I want that."
Rachel let out a happy squeak of excitement and planted a kiss on the other woman's neck. Suddenly, all of the desire from earlier returned as Quinn let out a soft moan at the touch, her body shook just hearing it. Just knowing that she had been the one to cause it. The starlet could not hold back any longer, and she started to trace soft kisses up Quinn's neck toward her ear. Her heated breath rushed against the sensitive skin causing her body to quake with desire.
"I want that too, more than anything." Rachel whispered out. Leaning forward, she extended her talented tongue and ran it along Quinn's earlobe, teasing it and then sucking it between her lips.
"Mmm…" Quinn moaned out as she felt Rachel start to nibble on her earlobe. And then when she felt that perfect toned thigh press between her legs and brush up against her heated womanhood through the fabric of her panties, she could not hold it in any longer. She let her head fall back against the pillows and moaned out loudly.
She lifted her hips and rocked her center against Rachel's thigh in hopes to obtain more contact. Quinn had never felt this need and desire; she wanted Rachel to bring her to her release. She needed it.
The brunette bit down hard on her neck and she gasped out loudly, digging her nails into her scalp and back. "Mm… Rach…" She moaned out as Rachel moved down her body, planting kisses along her collarbone and biting down on it, before making her way over her thin dress. Rachel smirked proudly as she witnessed hardened nipples poking through the fabric of the dress, and she felt fingers tangled in her hair and pulling on it.
Leaning forward, she ran her tongue over the hardened nipple through the fabric and smiled smugly when she heard Quinn let out a loud groan and felt her body shake. The effects that she had on her were mesmerizing.
Rachel gently sucked the nipple into her mouth through the fabric.
"Mmm… fuck." Quinn cursed, lifting her hips off of the bed trying to get more friction in the place that she needed it most. She was already so close to her climax. She just needed to be touched.
Her mother's ringtone snapped her out of her current state of bliss. Horror consumed her and she suddenly felt sick to her stomach as she quickly pulled away from Rachel. "Shit, it's my mom." She reached for her phone and opened it, clicking the send button. 'She probably knows where I am… shit…'
"Yeah…" She breathed out; her breathing was still uneven from what they had been doing moments prior. "Hey mom."
Rachel smirked deviously and leant forward extending her tongue and staring into hazel eyes as she ran it around the sensitive nub. She was not about to stop. She always got what she wanted when she wanted it. Quinn glared at her, but her face contorted in pleasure and she let out a soft moan, trying to disguise it so that her mother would not hear her.
"Yeah… Just finishing up, I'll be home soon. Love you." She rushed the end of the conversation before she could give away what she was doing. Hanging up the phone, she glared at Rachel who was wearing a proud grin.
"You are pure evil, Rachel Berry." Quinn stated teasingly as she stood to her feet and collected her things. She was not ready for her parents to find out. She turned and spoke to her girlfriend in an extremely serious tone. "Just so we're clear. We are coming out at school, my parents still can't know."
Rachel nodded. "Of course."
"Okay. I should get going before she tracks me down." Quinn said as she moved to leave the room. Out of the corner of her eye she caught sight of the petite diva sitting on the edge of the bed with a pout on her full lips. Her eyebrows were knit together and her brown eyes filled with sorrow.
Quinn laughed and returned to the bed, leaning down and kissing Rachel. She let out a sudden cry as she was dragged back onto the bed by her girlfriend who was now kissing her with fever.
It took all of the control she could muster to pull away from the kiss and ignore the aching between her thighs, but she had to leave. "Rachel… I've got to go."
Rachel sighed out dramatically and fell back onto her bed. She was completely sexually frustrated at this point. She did not even care that she had told herself she would not get into a sexual relationship until age twenty-five, after winning a multitude of awards. She just wanted Quinn.
"Fine!"
"I'll see you tomorrow." She leant down and delivered one final kiss.
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"It is not quite as spacious as I am used to." Rebekah said with a smirk as she watched Caroline drag her luggage into the guest bedroom at the Forbes' residence. She had offered to help, but the other woman had immediately dismissed it. She had been treating her like a weak child ever since the accident, it was frustrating, but also endearing. She knew that it was only because Caroline cared about her.
"But, it is home-y as you say." She added when her girlfriend shot her a glare. "I love it."
Caroline grinned excitedly, skipping across the room toward Rebekah and placing her hands on her hips. She pulled her body closer to her own and stared into her eyes, their noses touching. "Good. 'Cause I think I'm really gonna like having you living here with me."
"I think that I am going to love living here, with you." She smiled and leant in to steal a kiss. "Thank you for providing me with a place to stay, Caroline."
She smiled and nodded her head. "Well, of course I would silly. I can't have my girlfriend living out on the street. I have a strict rule against dating hobos."
Rebekah laughed and then pulled away a little to look around the guest room. It was a nice little room and she could not have been more grateful for it, but she did not understand why she could not continue to stay in Caroline's room. She had been sleeping in there since they returned to Lima after the incident and her surgery.
She pursed her lips and asked, "Although, I must ask. What is with the sudden separation?" She returned her gaze to the other blonde. "I much preferred sharing your room."
"Mom said that it was fine to share a room while you were healing, but… you know…" Caroline blushed a little. "Since we are dating, she just thinks that it's a better idea if we stay in separate rooms."
"I think that sounds like a god-awful idea personally. I've gotten used to falling asleep in your arms." Rebekah whined as she moved closer to her, their lips inches apart.
"Well, maybe I could sneak in here after she falls asleep." She said with a suggestive smirk. "What she doesn't know won't kill her."
"She'll know." Liz stated loudly as she walked into the guest bedroom with the rest of Rebekah's luggage, she shot the two women a teasing glare. They both quickly pulled away from each other and gave her sheepish looks. "She always knows."
Caroline's mother turned to look at the two of them with her arms crossed over her chest. "You two are to stay in your separate rooms at night."
"Pshh… yeah, of course we will mom." Caroline laughed and waved her hand.
"I mean it."
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"What about what your mum said?" Rebekah asked with a sly grin as she turned and looked at the clock. It was three in the morning and Caroline was in her bedroom asking her to leave and come with her. 'Only my first night here and we are breaking the rules…'
"Ah-ah." She whispered out with a diabolical smile, pulling on Rebekah's hands and attempting to drag her toward the door. "You see, that's the great part." She pulled her close and kissed her hard. "Mom said that we had to stay in our own separate rooms at night." Caroline breathed out against Rebekah's lips. "She didn't say anything about not sharing a bathroom."
Her full lips quirked up. "I see. You know, you are a very clever girl, Caroline."
"I know." She stated proudly.
Rebekah raised a brow at her confidence and Caroline laughed. "Now, come on." She whispered loudly, pulling her out of the bedroom and down the hallway toward the bathroom.
Once inside of the bathroom, she quickly turned around and locked the door behind them so that her mother could not interrupt them, or walk in on something she did not want to see. Then as she spun around to look at Rebekah, her eyes widened. Rebekah was standing in front of her already stripped of her shirt.
The blonde Brit moved toward her, pinning her against the bathroom door and pressing her lips against hers in a heated kiss. Caroline moaned out loudly and sucked Rebekah's full bottom lip between her teeth nibbling on it and enjoying the sounds of pleasure she made. They continued kissing passionately as they started to undress each other.
Now that they were completely naked, they kissed toward the shower and Caroline stopped her momentarily in order to turn on the water.
Then they stepped into the shower and allowed the warm water to cascade over their bodies. It felt amazing.
Caroline had always wanted to do something with someone that she was dating. She knew that it was clichéd and in pretty much every romantic comedy, but she loved romantic comedies and she was cliché. She moved toward Rebekah and allowed her blue eyes to wander over her perfect body, placing her hands on her hips and leaning in close to her. Their naked bodies pressed together and she could feel her hardened nipples moving against her skin, it caused her clit to throb with need.
Rebekah did not know what to expect. She had no idea what Caroline was about to say to her. She was just enjoying the close contact of their bodies.
"Turn around. I want to wash your hair." Her smile widened.
"You want to what?"
"I want to wash your hair." Caroline insisted stubbornly, still obviously excited.
Rebekah laughed at her girlfriend's excitement for washing her hair and she decided, why not? If she wanted to. It needed to be done either way. "If you insist." She turned around so that her back was facing her.
Caroline reached out and grabbed the bottle of shampoo, squeezing some into her hands and then setting it back down. She smiled and leant forward running her hands through the long blonde hair and making sure to cover it all. "Mmm… I love your hair." She muttered out, stroking her fingers through the wet hair to the best of her ability.
Once she was done saturating her hair, she moved it to the side and gently kissed along Rebekah's neck. "And your neck…" She whispered hotly. "Your shoulders…" She kissed along her shoulder and down her back. "And, your back."
She placed loving kisses down her spine as her hands ran over her breasts and down over her stomach. Upon reaching her lower back she halted and stared at the scarring skin. She bit down on her bottom lip and moved her hand in order to run her fingers around it, not touching the skin that was wounded. Then she leant forward and ghosted her lips over the cut. Rebekah winced, but it did not hurt much.
"So. I am gathering that you love practically everything about me?" Rebekah teased, diverting away from the seriousness that the scar brought.
Caroline smirked and placed a kiss on one of her ass-cheeks, laughing when the British woman gasped out at her straightforwardness. Then she stood to her feet and moved her lips back to her neck, kissing right below her ear. "Pretty much." She turned Rebekah around so that they were facing each other and she stared into darkened blue eyes. "You need to rinse."
Rebekah nodded her head and walked around Caroline, keeping eye-contact the entire time as she moved beneath the water. Feeling the heated water raining down on her she let out a soft moan and leant her head back, lifting her hands and rinsing out her hair.
Her girlfriend blushed as she stared with wide blue eyes at the scene before her. 'God… she is freaking perfect… in every single way…' She thought to herself as she allowed her eyes to wander over her muscular arms, down over her perfect breasts and flat stomach, and then toward her center and long gorgeous legs.
Caroline could feel an aching between her thighs and she licked over her lips as she examined Rebekah's body.
Without warning, she moved toward her and ran her fingers over the other woman's hardened nipples. Kneeling down she placed a kiss above her bellybutton and continued to tease her nipples, moaning out when she heard Rebekah let out a pleasurable groan.
Caroline's eyes snapped up and connected with lustful blue and she continued her movements. There was no way that she was going to stop now.
Extending her tongue, Caroline ran it down over her womanhood and then forced it between her folds finding her swollen clit. "Mmm…" She moaned out against it. The taste was intoxicating. Rebekah reached out and gripped onto wet hair, dragging Caroline closer to her womanhood and moaning out when she felt that tongue start to circle her clit before pushing deep inside of her.
"Mmm… bloody hell, Caroline… that feels so amazing." She moaned out, her legs nearly buckling beneath her when Caroline sucked her clit between her lips and started to swirl her tongue around it quickly.
She sped up her pace and Rebekah could feel herself getting closer and closer to her release. "Caroline, I'm going to come all over you…" She stated insecurely, pulling away a little, but Caroline held her in place. She wanted her to come all over her. Instead of stopping, she sped up her pace and Rebekah's body started shaking as she moaned out.
"Oh god, Caroline, god!" She was trying to remain quiet so that Liz would not hear, but it was proving most difficult.
And as she came in Caroline's mouth and down her chin she could not hold it in any longer, she moaned out loudly and braced herself on the shower wall as her body convulsed in pure bliss.
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"I have got to get going; I have a test next period." Rebekah told her friends. Smiling, she leant down and kissed Caroline.
"Mm… Okay, if you have to go." Caroline smiled against her lips. The two of them had been inseparable since the incident. "Good luck on your test."
"Thank you, sweets." Rebekah said with a smile. She turned and waved to Quinn and Rachel as well, before walking down the hallway toward her next class.
Her chin was held high as she strut down the hallway with confidence. Her confidence diminished upon spotting Emma Pillsbury walking down the hallway in her direction. Large brown eyes were fixated on her and she knew that she was going to talk to her.
Emma smiled and waved at Rebekah. "Oh, um, hey Rebekah! I was hoping to run into you."
"I really must be going. I am in a hurry."
"Right." The redhead nodded and smiled. "I understand. I uh, just wanted to give you this." She handed her a pamphlet and nodded her head, turning and walking away.
Rebekah glanced down at the pamphlet that Emma had handed her and she noticed that the front page had a cartoon character that looked a lot like the councilor. She read over the title aloud. "So, Your Problems Are More Than The School Councilor Could Handle…" She smirked and opened the pamphlet to read the inside. "She'd Still Like To Listen Anyway."
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"I should be getting to class as well." Rachel said, smiling and looking up at Quinn as she squeezed her hand. "Walk me, please?"
"Of course." Quinn agreed with a smile. "See you later, Care."
"See ya!" She waved, running off toward her girlfriend.
Quinn and Rachel turned and started to walk down the hallway hand in hand. She could feel everyone's eyes on them and it caused her body to tense up, but she did not plan to back down. She had told Rachel that they would be together in public and she planned to be. Besides, none of the ridicule that she had been getting from the squad had been as bad as the hate that the diva was getting.
She was getting slushied three times a day and constantly insulted.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" Santana asked with a smirk as she walked toward the couple. She had been giving them the hardest time. She wanted Quinn's spot as head cheerleader and she would do whatever it took to get it. "If it isn't Miss Quinn Fabray and her little boyfriend, Man-hands Berry"
"Leave us alone, Santana." Quinn growled out angrily.
The Latina took a step toward her and stared into her hazel eyes. "I don't think that is gonna be an option Q. Me and the girls think that it's just about that time again." She grinned and nodded toward the other cheerleaders, signaling for them to start the "attack."
Two cheerleaders walked out from behind Santana carrying slushies in their hands. Quinn assumed that one of them would be for her and she closed her eyes, but she never felt that rush of cold. Instead, when she opened her eyes she witnessed that both had landed on Rachel. Her face and shirt were completely drenched in the icy cold beverages.
Quinn didn't even think as she lashed out at Santana and slammed her up against the lockers, her head smacking the metal. Santana turned them around and slapped the blonde across the face, but she was quickly pinned back against the lockers by the angry woman. She was tired of them assaulting her girlfriend.
She stared into brown eyes with deadly hazel. "You are going to leave Rachel alone from this day forward."
"Look at you." Santana laughed. "You're such a hypocrite Q. You're the one who told us to slushie her to begin with, and now that she's your girlfriend we're just supposed to stop?"
Quinn cringed as she remembered the day that she had told the other cheerleaders to slushie Rachel, the day that she had started all of this. It pained her knowing that she could ever be that cruel just because she was selfish and scared to love her.
"That is precisely why you are going to stop."
"And what are you gonna do if we don't stop?"
Quinn slammed her against the lockers hard. "If you don't stop insulting and hurting Rachel." She paused and moved closer to her face, staring into her eyes with such intent it was terrifying. "You're off the squad."
"Coach Sylvester would never let you—"
"—I'm the head cheerleader, what I say goes. Now get to class." She dropped Santana and watched as she backed away from her and rolled her eyes, walking down the hallway with the rest of the cheerleaders.
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"Okay, so if we take…" Haley started to speak, but found herself distracted by her girlfriend. Ever since they had started dating, it had made their tutoring sessions completely unproductive. Her brown eyes landed on Brooke and she blushed as she allowed them to roam over her perfect face, watching as she chewed on the pen that she was holding. She looked so sexy. Then her eyes wandered down. Brooke was leaning over the book and her perfect cleavage was visible.
The tutor's blush intensified and she chewed on her cheeks. She was trying her hardest to control her desires and her rapidly beating heart. It had been weeks since Brooke had told her that she wanted their first time to be special and she just continued to tease her until she needed more, and then walked away.
It was frustrating her to no end. She needed her.
"If we take a look at…" Haley tried again to focus on the problem that they were working on, but she couldn't pry her eyes away. 'You're breasts… Jesus! What is wrong with me!?' It was embarrassing. She felt like such a pervert lately.
Brooke noticed what Haley was staring at and the way that her eyes had darkened with desire and a dimpled smirk covered her face. She loved teasing her girlfriend lately. It was so much fun. Now, she finally understood why Quinn would always say that it was about the teasing and not the pleasing. 'Though I still totally want to please her…' She noted. 'But, the teasing is fun too.'
"If we take a look at what, exactly?" Brooke wondered with a raised brow.
"At…" Haley knew that Brooke knew what she was looking at and her blush deepened. "At this uh, this problem."
The cheerleader bit down on her bottom lip and moved toward her, running her fingertips along the inside of Haley's thigh through the fabric of her jeans. She felt the other woman shake beneath her touch and watched as her eyes fluttered closed and she let out a soft moan. Brooke moved her mouth toward Haley's ear and nibbled at her earlobe before whispering out huskily, "I think the problem is that you can't stop staring at my body."
"Brooke, I—this—uh, this isn't the place for that." She insisted.
Brooke's smirk widened as she ghosted her fingers higher and higher up her thigh toward her center.
"Brooke." Haley gasped out when those perfect fingers traced over her womanhood through her jeans. She could just barely feel the pressure against where she needed her the most and it caused her body to ache painfully. She needed more. So much more.
"I think…" She added pressure to where her girlfriend needed it most. "I know just the place." She grinned deviously and pulled her hand away, standing to her feet and grabbing onto Haley's hands in order to drag her out of the tutor center. She knew the perfect make-out between classes place.
She was stunned momentarily as the contact was taken away. Her eyes opened and she furrowed her brow as she stared up at Brooke. "Brooke, I can't just leave. I'm on the job."
"Oh come on Haley! I don't need any more help today." She whined stubbornly, dragging Haley out of the chair and pulling her body close to her own. Their lips were less than an inch apart and hazel eyes glanced down at perfect lips. She just wanted to kiss her and take her then and there. Glancing back into Haley's eyes she teased. "Plus, my tutor kinda sucks. She can't stop checking me out."
"Hey!" Haley laughed. "It's your fault for coming in here looking all sexy after weeks of not letting me touch you."
"It's my fault that my tutor is a complete perv?" Brooke asked with wide eyes and her eyebrows knit together.
She gasped. "I am not!"
Both women started to laugh at the playful turn in their conversation, and then Haley shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly. "But, now that you mention it. We aren't exactly being productive today."
"Mmm… Exactly." Brooke moaned out. "I can think of many other productive things that we could be doing right now. Like studying anatomy for instance." She pointed out playfully and smirked.
Haley rolled her eyes at her girlfriend. "Fine, let's go."
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"What you did out there was very chivalrous, Quinn." Rachel pointed out with a smile as Quinn ran the wet cloth along her neck and down over her cleavage. She tried to ignore the way that it felt because Quinn looked far from being aroused. "And also very sexy. I have never had anyone stand up for me like that." She added bluntly.
A blush painted the blonde's cheeks and she looked away. She felt ashamed for being proud of defending Rachel when it was her fault it had happened in the first place.
"I just wanted them to leave you alone…how they treat you isn't right." She cleaned the slushie off of the other side of her chest and paused.
"The way that I treated you…" Quinn tensed and her hand froze. She could not believe that she had been such a hateful person. It hadn't even been that long ago that she was throwing a slushie in Rachel's face herself.
Rachel reached up and held her hand over her heart, smiling and catching Quinn's eyes. "I forgive you."
"But…" Her eyes were full of tears and her lips were trembling as she stared back into forgiving eyes. She did not understand how someone could be so forgiving. "How can you? It's all my fault that they hurt you back then…" Her voice trailed off and she chewed on her cheeks. "And it's my fault that they hurt you today."
"And it is also your fault that they will not be hurting me again in the future." Rachel reminded her with an assertive tone of voice. She understood why Quinn hated herself, honestly she still held resentment toward the way that she had treated her, but she loved her. She forgave her. And she was prepared to start new with her.
Rachel lifted her hand and kissed the back of it. "You have made a lot of mistakes, Quinn. But, I love you and I can tell that you are not that person anymore. You hated me because you were afraid to love me and you hated yourself for it. Today you proved that you were not that person anymore. You stood up for me, for our love. You are starting to accept and love yourself whether you realize it or not."
Quinn smiled gently and nodded her head.
"I only hope that someday you will be capable of loving yourself as much as I love you."
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"Mmm…" Haley moaned out into Brooke's mouth as she slammed her up against the wall. A broom fell to the ground loudly, but she didn't stop. She didn't even care that they were making-out in such an insanitary place like the janitorial closet. All that she cared about was that she was making out with Brooke.
She never wanted to stop.
Brooke lifted her hands and allowed the other woman to take off her shirt. She had every intention of stopping when things got too heated, but for the moment she just planned to enjoy it. "God… Haley." She groaned out when Haley cupped her breasts through her bra and bit down on her bottom lip.
"Who knew you could be so feisty." She raised a brow.
"You've been teasing me for weeks Brooke, what did you expect?"
The tutor grinned as she reached behind Brooke's back and unsnapped her bra, pushing it over her shoulders and revealing her perfect breasts. Haley stared at them with wide eyes, she wanted to touch and taste every single part of her body. She blushed brightly, but the darkness of the room hid her blush and also boosted her confidence.
Reaching out, she traced her fingers over hardened nipples and teased them. Listening to the deep breathy moans that her girlfriend was letting out with each touch. Haley found her confidence and leant forward trailing kisses down from her shoulder toward her breast where she ran her tongue in a circle around her hardened nipple.
Brooke was completely shocked that she had pushed the innocent women to such lengths. She had never expected this to be the results of teasing her endlessly for weeks. She was enjoying it quite a bit.
"Mmm… fuck, Jesus Haley." She moaned out, arching her back and pushing her hips forward.
Haley smirked proudly and her heart continued to race quickly in her chest. She honestly had no idea what she was doing and she was terrified. She was just doing what came naturally and praying that she wouldn't do anything wrong.
She ran her fingers down Brooke's toned abdomen toward the button of her jeans and she started to mess with it, attempting to undo it.
Suddenly, Brooke's hand landed on top of hers and halted her motion. Haley pulled away from her nipple and groaned out loudly. She knew that she was going to stop her.
"Haley, we should—"
"—Stop!" She was frustrated. "Yeah, I know." Her breathing was heavy and the wetness between her thighs was uncomfortable. She needed to reach her release soon or she would have to resort to touching herself. Which was ridiculous. Haley stood up and stared into Brooke's eyes in the darkness of the room as she tried to catch her breath.
"Brooke, I can't keep doing this. I know that you want it to be special, but if that's the case than let's do it… make it special… I just can't handle all of the teasing."
Brooke smiled and reached out, pulling Haley's body close to her own and kissing the top of her head. "Okay, fine. I was really enjoying teasing you, but you're right. I will set something up sometime soon. I promise."
"Really soon, please?"
Brooke laughed. "Really soon."
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Authors Note:
I really hope that y'all enjoyed this chapter! Thank you so much for reading! Y'all are wonderful and I love each and every one of you! Please do leave me some reviews and tell me what you thought about this chapter, your favorite parts, anything! I love hearing from you all and I would love to know what you think! Plus, it will help me to update faster! :p I did sort of pass over the incident with Rebekah and the hospital, but I do plan to relive parts of the healing process throughout the story. This fic isn't even halfway done yet! :)
Thank you all for reading!
-Tracy Cook