"Gone. Everything is gone...as if it was never fucking there", snapped Jonah, pacing back and forth in the living room.

"This doesn't make any sense, dude...", said Puck, who was half drunk, holding himself steady on the back of the couch.

"Son of a bitch", yelled Jonah, as she punch the wall. When he drew back, there was a huge hole, with little pieces of plaster falling all over the place.

"Okay, you know what, baby? You need to calm the Hell down", said Mercedes.

"God...this night has been one fucking thing after another", breathed Puck"Now this? I mean we were having such a good night! Why does it always have to get so fucked by the time we get home?"

"Don't you get all fired up too, we will figure this out. First of all, do not tell anybody yet...", said Mercedes.

"It's too late for that", said Jonah.

"What do you mean?"

Before Jonah spoke, company made it's way through the door.

"You guys, what the Hell is going on", asked Santana.


EARLIER THAT DAY

Shelby was standing in Santana's bathroom putting her make up on. She was dressed, and ready to spend the night drinking with her daughter and her friends. She knew she shouldn't, but she just wanted to be around Rachel, her last night in the city. She had been young once, and knew that for some reason, drinking had become a huge part of the college years in a person's life. She did her fair share of partying, and trusted her daughter and friends, to be responsible enough. Sure, she could of asked Rachel to skip the bar that night, and go with her to dinner and a show instead. However, Quinn had made it very clear that Rachel loved Saturday nights at Smashed. And after the day Rachel had, nobody could argue with her wanting to drink so badly.

Santana walked in to put her make up bag away, and smiled at Shelby.

"Hey, lookin' good Shelby. You're gonna' have fun tonight", she laughed.

"Oh, thanks Santana. Rumor has it that Smashed is the place to be", the older woman laughed.

"Trust me, it's a good place to have a send off. Plus, you can sleep your hangover off on the plane tomorrow."

"No, I probably won't drink very much, because the minute I get home, I'm going to pick up my Beth. I miss her so much, I hope she isn't giving the Berrys too hard of a time", she laughed.

"If she's anything like Quinn, she probably is."

"True. I just hope...I can keep my lips sealed when I get there. I really want to tell Hiram and Leroy what's going on, but Rachel made me promise not to. She said she'd tell them when she's ready."

"Wait, what", asked Santana, as she sat down on the closed toilet seat.

"She wants to tell them on her own."

"Okay, that's weird because she told me and Britts, that her Dads already did know. She said Jade made her tell them."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm positive."

"What the...okay, she obviously has some explaining to do", said Shelby, as she capped her lipstick.

"Who does", asked Quinn, as she stuck her head inside of the room.

"Your girlfriend", answered Santana."Q, what did she tell you about her Dads, and the whole St. Ass Bag situation?"

"She told me that they knew", said the blond."Why?"

"She told me they didn't know", said Shelby.

"That's weird, why would she lie about something like that", asked Quinn.

"I'm not sure, but we should probably find out", said Santana.

"Well, we can wait til later. I think right now we should probably just let her have some fun. She has to go back to the police station tomorrow."

"But, I thought they picked Jesse up a few hours ago", asked Santana.

"They did, and he's being held, but now that they have him in custody, she has more to do. This isn't something police take lightly, from either side of the situation.", said Shelby.

"Guys", yelled Brittany from the hallway."We should go, Jade and Rachel are already drinking."

"Oh God", said Santana, standing up.

When the three of them walked into the kitchen, Jade was putting a vodka bottle in the freezer, and Rachel was rinsing two shot glasses in the sink.

"Really, you two", asked Quinn.

Jade just smiled nervously.

"I didn't even know we had a bottle of vodka", said Santana.

"You didn't, I bought it when we were shopping earlier", said Jade.

"How", asked Shelby."You're not twenty-one."

"My ID says I am...", giggled Jade.

"Oh wow. I'm honestly surprised at the amount of illegal activity that goes on within this group", Shelby laughed.

"Ain't seen nothing yet", said Rachel, with a huge smile on her face.

By eight o'clock that night, Smashed was wall to wall with people. Jade and Mercedes were behind the bar, rushing back and forth with people's drinks. Puck and Jonah were in the DJ booth, and everybody else with the exception of Quinn was jumping around on the dance floor. Quinn was on stage, belting out a song, while the crowd danced and cheered loudly for her.

Quinn-

I was tryin' to cross the street

When I tripped and spilled my coffee

On a man who yelled at me

And then walked off in a hurry

Now he's gonna be late for work

So he called his secretary

Said to cancel his appointment with the guy in the lobby

Who's been waiting for a while

And talking on the phone

Got invited to a party and thought he couldn't go

But he's here right now

Standing in my house

And someone turns the music loud

So we dance...

And we laugh...

And we touch!

Yeah we dance...

And we laugh...

And we touch!

Gonna party all night till the sun comes up

When we dance!

When we laugh!

When we touch...

Rachel, Shelby, Santana, and Brittany were all front and center, dancing around. Shelby was having so much fun, and she couldn't help but notice that Rachel was having the time of her life too. She looked just as happy as she had been that morning, before they went to the police station. Once Quinn was done with her song, Jonah played music over the speakers before Puck preformed his song. As Puck left the DJ booth, and headed outside, Quinn and Brittany followed him. They caught up with him just in time to see him light a cigarette.

"Nice Puckerman, smoke right before you sing", laughed Quinn.

"Relax, it doesn't effect my voice", he said.

"But, it's gross", said Brittany.

"I know, I know."

"So, what's going on with you guys, why haven't we heard from you?"

"Don't worry about it."

"No, we are worried about it. Neither of you have even texted any of us. Are you pissed off at all of us, or just Rachel and Jade?"

"Why would we be pissed at all of you", asked Puck.

"I don't know, because none of you are talking! I don't know what happened, but it needs to be over! This isn't okay, so just tell us", said Quinn.

Puck took a deep breath.

"Remember how Rach had a band-aid for a couple days?"

"Yeah...".

"Did she tell you how she got hurt?"

"Yes."

"Do you remember what she told you?"

"Yes."

"Go ask her again", said Puck. "See if she tells you the same thing she told you before."

"Why", asked Brittany.

"Just go ask her again", said Puck, as he threw his cigarette. He took a few steps closer to Quinn, and looked her right in the eye.

"Me and Jonah...we aren't handling this the way we should. Just try to understand...we don't know how, that's all."

"Puck wh-"

"Just...go ask her again."

And with that, he walked back into the building.

"What the Hell does he mean by that", Quinn asked, frustration masking her tone.

"Maybe we should go find Rachel", said Brittany.

"Yeah...okay, come on", said Quinn.

Once inside, the two of them noticed that Jade was standing on the stairs to the DJ booth. She was trying to talk to Jonah, but it was easy to see that he wasn't listening to her. After a few seconds of staring up at him sadly, Jade gave up and walked away. She made her way through the crowd, and took her post back behind the bar with Mercedes and the two other bartenders. Quinn and Brittany found Rachel, sitting at a table with Shelby, Santana, and Alyson.

"Hey there you are", said Shelby."Sounds like somebody's still got an amazing singing voice."

"Thank you", laughed Quinn."Hey...Rach, can we go talk for a minute,please?"

"Sure", said Rachel, happily, as she stood up.

Brittany sat down next to Santana, as Quinn took Rachel's hand and pulled her towards the back. Once inside the office, Quinn shut the door, and turned towards her girlfriend.

"Is everything okay", asked Rachel.

"Rach...how did you get that cut", asked Quinn, looking at the shorter girls arm. She no longer had a band-aid covering it. However, the scar was already fading.

"I thought I told you already...", stated Rachel, nervously.

"You did, but I forgot. Can you remind me?"

"Yeah...I saw Ms. Jasper's cat in the hallway, and I was going to take him back to her, but when I tried to pick him up, he scratched me, and ran off...".

"Wow", said Quinn."You just lied right to my face. I guess this wouldn't be the first time, though."

"What do you mean?"

"You told me that you broke a glass, and got cut trying to clean up the pieces. So which is it?"

Rachel was about to respond, but the door opened and Jonah walked in.

"Oh sorry guys, I just need to grab-"

"Jonah, what are you and Puck fighting with Rachel and Jade about? Don't lie to me, don't try to blow me off, just tell me, because obviously I won't get the truth out of Rachel", said Quinn.

"Oh my God, fine", said Jonah, who was clearly annoyed."We overheard them talking about how they cut themselves. So when we tried talking to them about it, they couldn't even admit that it was wrong."

"Jesus...", said Quinn.

"Come to find out my sister hides razors under her fucking bed. Rachel seen her do it once, so wanted to do the same thing. We asked them not to do it again, they both said they couldn't make any promises. Than they beg us not to tell you guys, and like ass holes, we actually listened."

"Oh my God...why did you have to say anything", said yelled Rachel.

"Because it's bullshit, and you know it is", snapped Jonah, and walked out, slamming the door behind him.

"You fucking cut yourself", asked Quinn, almost in tears.

"Don't be mad it was just the one time", said Rachel.

"Why would you do something like that?"

"It made me feel better, okay? I'm not ashamed to admit that! Don't even blame Jade, because she didn't know I did it either, she found out because she walked in on me putting a new band-aid on."

"Sure, but she's not trying to stop you!"

"Oh my God", breathed Rachel.

Out in the bar area, Jonah walked up to the table, and tapped on Santana's shoulder.

"Hey", she said, looking up.

"Hey, a word please...".

Not three minutes later, Santana was pulling Jade into the office, where Quinn and Rachel were still arguing back and forth. They stopped once the other two had come.

"Take off your hoodie, and stick your arms out", demanded Santana.

"Wha-"

"Just do it, sweetness."

Jade looked at Rachel, who was on the verge of crying. She had nothing to say. Without asking any questions, she did as she was told. Santana, and Quinn looked very closely, and sure enough you could see Jade had scars. They looked years old, and there were a lot of them. However, they weren't noticeable unless somebody was looking for them.

"Oh my...God...", said Santana.

"Wait...who told you guys", asked Jade.

"Who do you think? Your poor brother just told me, because he has no idea what to do about it", said Santana.

"Puck told me...in so many words...because I wanted to know what the Hell was going on. Now we know", said Quinn.

"It's not a big deal...I only did it once, and I wasn't gonna' do it again", said Rachel.

"If you weren't gonna' do it again, why couldn't you promise the boys that you wouldn't", asked Quinn, but Rachel had nothing to say.

"I've been...doing it since I was thirteen years old, it's not really easy to just...stop", said Jade, calmly.

"But you felt like it was alright to let Rachel do it", asked Quinn.

"I didn't tell her to do it, I wasn't even home at the time."

"But you didn't tell her not to do it either, did you?"

Jade just looked down.

"Jade, answer me", snapped Quinn.

"No...no I didn't."

"Don't get mad at her...", said Rachel.

"Well, I'm trying not to...but it's hard...I'm sorry", said Quinn.

"I need a cigarette", said Rachel, and she opened the door.

"I'm so not done talking to you", said Quinn, as she followed her girlfriend out of the office, and down the hallway.

Santana just stood, shaking her head. Jade had no idea what to say. It was a secret she was planning on keeping for as long as she could. Santana was the last person she wanted to find out.

"San...if you don't wanna' be with me anymore...I understand."

"Stop. It's not like that...".

"I'm...sorry that you had to find out."

"When is the last time you did it", asked Santana.

"What?"

"You heard me...when is the last time you took a razor to yourself?"

"Um...a few days ago...I guess."

"Where? Cause' all those scars on your arms...they're old. Where did you do it?"

"San...please don-"

"Where?"

Jade took a deep breath, grasped the bottom of her shirt, and lifted it.

Santana gasped at what she saw. Four maybe five newer scars, right across her girlfriend's stomach.

"Jade...you...o-oh my God...", she cried.

"No..no please don't cry, Santana", said Jade, tears filling her eyes.

"You have to stop."

"It's not that easy...", said Jade, in almost a whisper.

Santana stood there just staring for a few moments. Jade went to put her shirt back down, but the Latina stopped her. She got down on her knees in front of Jade and placed her arms around her waist. Jade lost her balance, and had to lean against the wall. After looking at the scars, old and new, Santana started lightly kissing each scar. Jade took a deep breath in, and closed her eyes. She started breathing heavily, as she felt her girlfriend's soft lips all over her stomach. She continued to kiss each scar, over and over again, until she was sure she had kissed each and every scar. When she was done, she stood up, and embraced the darker girl.

"Please", she whispered, resting her forehead on Jade's."Please...stop."

"I can't...I'm sorry", cried Jade.

"You can try, right? Will you do that, for me? Will you try". begged Santana.

"Yeah...I'll try, I promise. I'll try for you", cried Jade.

"I love you...".

"I love you too."

Outside, in front of the building, Rachel and Quinn were still arguing about it.

"You should have called me, you should of gone to the rooftop, you should have done anything but that", Quinn was saying.

"Yes, I fucking know that, Quinn! But, I didn't I just wanted to feel what Jade felt. I just wanted to feel it once!"

"Why?"

"Have you ever listened to her? Have you ever really listened to her when she talks", asked Rachel.

"Talks about what?"

"Anything! When she talks about anything, from music to what she thinks about! It's a whole different world! A world that I would kill to live in!"

"So you chose to do so by cutting like she does? Rachel, she's your best friend, you really think you had to go that far just to see her world?"

"I thought so at the time, yes."

"You didn't have to take it that far, you really didn't", said Quinn, almost letting tears fall.

"Quinn, I'm sorry."

Quinn took a minute to study Rachel. She could tell she was actually sorry, and guilt started to set in.

"No...it's alright, Rach", she said, stepping closer to her. She ignored the cloud of cigarette smoke hovering around her girlfriend, and wrapped her arms around her little waist."I shouldn't have freaked out...but...I need you to tell me that you won't do it again."

"I've already told you...I won't."

"Promise me."

"Quinn...".

"Promise me, please."

"Fine. I promise...and before you say anything, yes I will apologize to the boys for making them keep it a secret."

Quinn nodded, and smiled.

"Now, we managed to get out here without Shelby seeing us. Can we please not tell her about this?"

"Why wouldn't you tell her?"

"Because, if I do...she'll most likely want to stay longer. She needs to get back home to Beth. I know that, and so do you."

"That's true. Fine, we won't tell her, but you need to put that out", said Quinn.

Rachel smiled, and threw the cigarette into the street.

"I'd kiss you, but I know you don't want me to", she laughed.

Quinn pressed her lips to Rachel's, and kissed her so passionately, it surprised the smaller girl.

"Wow...", she said, as the kiss broke.

"I love you, Rachel and...I can't deal with you hurting yourself."

"I know. I won't do it anymore...I love you too."

When the two of them went back inside, Puck was on stage, with his back up, and was in the middle of preforming his song.

Puck-

Until the referee rings the bell,

Until both your eyes start to swell.

Until the crowd goes home,

What we gonna do ya'll?

Give em hell, turn their heads,

Gonna live life til we're dead.

Give me scars, give me pain,

Then they'll say to me, say to me, say to me...

There goes a fighter, there goes a fighter!

Here comes a fighter!

That's what they'll say to me, say to me,

Say to me, this one's a fighter.

Quinn and Rachel made their way back to the table, where Shelby, Brittany, and Alyson were still sitting. They were in the middle of a conversation.

"I can't believe you're here, Ms. Concoran", Alyson was saying."I didn't think I'd ever see you again."

"What, you weren't planning on ever coming back to Ohio", laughed Shelby."You were the best drummer Carmel High ever saw...".

"Oh, no damn way. Not ever...I never wanna' go back there", said Alyson."I belong here, I never belonged there. But, that's all on you, I think you inspired me more than anything."

"That's always nice to hear", said Shelby, hugging Alyson.

Brittany watched Quinn and Rachel, as they sat back down.

"Everything okay", she asked.

"Yes, everything is fine, B", said Quinn, with a smile. Brittany smiled back and put her attention on Puck. As his song ended, Santana came back, and sat down.

"You okay,S", asked Brittany, noticing that she was trying to compose herself.

"I will be."

Jade was making her way over to the DJ booth to talk to Jonah. Santana, Quinn, and Brittany watched her every move. Once she was inside the booth, and Jonah had played a random song, they started arguing.

"Uh-Oh", said Quinn.

"Maybe we should go over there", said Brittany.

"No...just wait...", said Santana.

They went back and forth for a few minutes, before Jade, finally, leaned to her tip toes, wrapped her arms around Jonah, and hugged him tight. At first, he didn't respond, and it was easy to see that he was trying really hard to stay mad. However, Jade wouldn't let go of him, so he had to give in, and hug her back.

"Awee", said Brittany.

A few more words were exchanged, before they hugged again, and Jade left the the DJ with a small smile on her face.

"Great, they worked it out. Now we need to just work on Rach and-"

But when Quinn looked over at Rachel, she noticed that Puck was squatting down next to her chair, and they were talking to one another.

"Never mind...".

"Hey Q...did you ask her why she lied about her Dad's knowing", whispered Santana.

"Oh shit...no I haven't...I forgot about that. Maybe...I shouldn't do that tonight, I mean...we just resolved this, it could wait right", asked Quinn.

"Well, Shelby's leaving in tomorrow. Don't you think it would be better if you find out why she lied, before she leaves", asked Santana.

"Yeah...you're right."

A while later, Mercedes was on stage, and everybody was on the dance floor once again. Jade was still behind the bar, taking care of customers, and sneaking shots every few minutes.

Mercedes-

This one is for the boys in the polos

Entrepreneur niggas in the moguls

He could ball with the crew, he could solo

But I think I like him better when he dolo

And I think I like him better with the fitted cap on

He ain't even gotta try to put the mac on

He just gotta give me that look, when he give me that look

Then the panties comin' off, off, uh

Excuse me, you're a hell of a guy you know I really got a thing for American guys

I mean, sigh, sickenin' eyes I can tell that you're in touch with your feminine side

Yes I did, yes I did, somebody please tell him who the F I is

I am Cedes Jones, I mack them dudes up, back coupes up, and chuck the deuce up!

Boy you got my heartbeat runnin' away

Beating like a drum and it's coming your way!

Can't you hear that boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass

Yeah that's that super bass!

Got that super bass boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass!

As Mercedes preformed, Jade smiled, and took her sixth shot of vodka.

"Jade", shouted Alyson, as she sat casually up on the bar counter."Come here, sexy!"

Jade giggled to herself, and strolled over.

"You feeling okay?"

"Yeah, I actually feel better than I have all effing day Aly, why?"

"No reason, you just seem a little stressed out."

"I am, but it's okay, nothing I can't handle."

"Obviously, I you can handle a lot, my friend. You're dating that Santana girl...she seems like a whole lot to handle."

Jade playfully hit Alyson on the shoulder, and smiled.

"Listen, you need to watch her and that hot dancer girl."

"What?"

"Do they have a history?"

"Yeah, they do. Why should I watch them, though?"

"Well...just take a look now, Jade", said Alyson, pointing to the dance floor. Santana was standing behind Brittany, while they danced, and ground together.

"Oh, no that's harmless. Santana knows I don't have a problem with them being close like that", said Jade.

"Oh come on, they want each other", said Alyson.

"They already had each other", said Jade.

"Yeah? Well, they want each other again, trust me. I'm not trying to make you sad, sexy...", said Alyson, looking right at Jade."I'm only looking out for you".

"I know, love. Thank you", said Jade, with a smile.

"You're welcome", answered Alyson. She kissed Jade on the cheek, and hopped down off the bar counter.

After Alyson was gone, and back on the dance floor, Jade watched Santana and Brittany. They were dancing very close, and they both looked so content. So happy to be so close to each other. She felt a pain in her stomach, only it wasn't her usual cramps from the baby. It was something else, something she wasn't used to feeling. She knew exactly what it was, but she was so unsure how to handle it. She didn't feel it often, but for some reason, she was feeling it when she looked at Santana and Brittany.

Jealously.

Yes, Jade Price was jealous. Only, she wasn't sure who it was that she felt it for. Yes, she loved Santana, she had for longer than the Latina had even known. She admired her from a distance. She had even admired her relationship with Brittany from a distance. She knew Santana had feelings for the tall blond, before Santana had even known herself. This jealously was new, it was a different type. Jade Price, for the life of her, couldn't figure out the feeling that rested with her at that moment. As she watched them, Santana looked right at her and smiled. She whispered something into Brittany's ear, and suddenly, they were both looking at Jade. She smiled at the two of them, and they smiled back. As if they knew Jade was already confused, they both extended their arms, and gave her a signal. One that indicated that they wanted her out there with them. She was about to make her way out to the dance floor, but when she turned around, she was met with the face of Mika.

"Hey you", he said.

"Mika, what are you doing here", she asked, looking around.

"I need to talk to you in back for a minute", he said, grabbing her hand.

Mika pulled his sister away from the bar, fast enough so that nobody would see him. He pulled her into the office, and closed the door.

"If they see you...".

"Shhhhh. Jada...do you love me?"

Jade's heart was beating so fast, and the pain of jealousy had been replaced with the pain of fear. She couldn't even look at Mika in the eye. Couldn't even acknowledge that he was asking her a question. All she could do was nod a little.

"I'm here to save you, little sister."

"Save me?"

"You have to come with me Jada...".

"But...why?"

"Shhhhhhh."

"Mika...".

"Don't speak...just swallow, baby...", he said, quietly, as she pushed a little pill into her mouth.

"Why do I have to...come with you" ,asked Jade, swallowing the pill.

"So you can be away from this place."

"But...no...I like this place...", she said, feeling instantly dizzy.

"No no, you don't. It's so bad for you here, Jada Marie...you're coming with big brother. I'm about to make you so safe."

"Safe...b-but...I...".

"Shhhh don't speak, baby. I'll get you outta' here...".

Meanwhile, Mercedes performance had ended, and music from the DJ booth was filling the place up. Quinn and Shelby had taken Rachel outside, so they could talk to her.

"Go on, Rach. Have a cigarette, you know you want one."

Shelby didn't know that Rachel had started smoking, but she didn't bother to say anything.

"Wait a minute", said Rachel."You want me to smoke...what's going on?"

"Nothing", said Quinn. Rachel gave Quinn a look, as if she was saying, yeah right.

"Something is going on."

"Okay, Rachel...yes, something is going on. We ave something to ask you, and I'm really hoping you'll be honest about it", said Shelby.

"Oh, here we go", said Rachel, as she lit a cigarette.

"You told Quinn, and the other girls that you're Dads knew about Jesse treating you the way he did. But...the other day, you told me that they didn't know. So, which is it? Who are you lying to", asked Shelby. The tiny girl looked a deer caught in headlights.

"I...I...wait, but...oh God..", she stuttered.

"Just tell us, Rach.", said Quinn."Which is the truth...and...why did you lie?"


Sorry for the awkward cliff hanger. Please...don't forget to review, and leave your feedack. I love you all lots! Songs were...

Touch- By: Natasha Beddingfield/ Quinn

The Fighter- By: Gym Class Heros/ Puck

Super Bass- By: Nicki Minaj/ Mercedes