I can't even begin to say how sorry I really am for leaving you all the way I have with this story. I have no real excuses on why it's taken me nearly 5 months to do one little update when I can update my other stories weekly. You don't have to read what little excuses I do have and skip the to story if you want but this whole story has become something else entirely and nothing close to what it was in my head when I started and that has thrown me for a loop on how I want to progress things, but I do have a few ideas for a the next few chapters so those should be up hopefully once a week. I also kept coming up a blank on how I wanted this chapter to go and I don't like what I have but it's better than nothing and I didn't want keep everyone of you waiting longer than you should. Once again I'm sorry for the wait for this chapter, I hope you guys like it better than I do. I get it may not seem like something that would actually happen but I've tried to mold this chapter for the past three days or better and I can't get it to be any other way, I'm sorry if you guys don't agree with what takes place.
Mistakes are mine and I'm sure there's going to be a few. Please enjoy!
Rachel was finding that Monday at school things had been a whirlwind. The rumors on her party being broken up by the cops had spiraled out of control. By the time lunch came around her party had been more like a little college party than the little glee party that it truly was. It was weird to be getting such praise from the jocks, the same jocks that made her sweet Noah slushy her. Wanting some quiet to work on the glee assignment that Mr. Schue gave them that morning she headed to the auditorium. She wanted to find a song that meant the world to her, a song to show off the strength she had within herself.
"Puck told me you'd be here," a suddenly shy Quinn said, stealing Rachel's attention from the piano she had just sat at. Rachel didn't say anything, felt like she had nothing to say to her, not until Quinn apologized for her rude behavior towards her. "I get that I'm not your favorite person, Rachel. I've been a bitch to you," Quinn said, sitting next to her on the piano bench, playing with her fingers. She thought about it and Puck was right she had crossed a line and she would suck it up and apologize to Rachel because Rachel didn't deserve the attitude she had been giving her. "I'm sorry for everything, for acting like you have no say over Beth, for acting like she's my daughter, for calling the police and saying things I shouldn't have. If I could take it back I would. Beth is your sister and there is nothing I can do to change that. She needs you and not me, the one person that she should have been able to always count on," Quinn told her finally looking up at her.
"I may be her sister and my mom is her mom, but the thing is you will always be the most important woman in Beth's life. You gave her up because you loved her enough to realize that you couldn't give her everything she needed in life," Rachel started to explain. She had been shocked to hear Quinn apologize, wasn't expecting it, but she was happy that Quinn had. She didn't want there to be something between them, not when things were only going to get harder when Beth got older. "She will always know that you loved her so much and she'll love you just as much. You can always be apart of her life and I can only guess that it'll get easier in time for you especially when she starts to ask questions only you and Noah can give her. I never wanted to keep her from you. I wanted to help because it was the right thing to do," Rachel informed her. "I can't forgive you for the stunt you pulled but one day sooner rather than later I will be as long as you go back to Quinn, not this impostor one, but maybe that fun and sweet Quinn I got to know before all this baby drama took place," she suggested with a hint of a smile.
"I can do that," Quinn replied softly standing up. She wanted to ask about Beth, but thought better of it. She had time over the weekend to really think about things and as much as she wanted the little girl who would never be hers in her life, she was willing to wait if it meant Beth would be in her life in some form.
"So you see Noah is busy tomorrow with family things," Rachel announced, making Quinn stop and turn back to the teen diva. Rachel wasn't lying, Noah did have a certain family member to see but she wasn't going to go spreading something so personal around the halls of McKinley high. "My daddy works late and Clint and Leroy have this thing they do and that leaves me and Beth with no plans, so if you want you can come over and see her tomorrow," Rachel suggested, being the person her parents raised her to be.
"Really?" Quinn squeaked out. Rachel nodded her head. "Thank you, I'll be there after Cheerio practice, is that okay?"
"It is fine," Rachel agreed with a small head nod.
Saying her thank yous', Quinn nearly skipped out of the auditorium. Taking a deep breath going over what she had just agreed to in her head, she didn't hear anyone approach her from behind. She jumped letting a small yelp out feeling the hands on her shoulders.
"Babe shh is just me," Noah cooed in her ear, getting Rachel's heart rate back to normal. The first thing she did was elbow him in the gut for what he had done. "Ouch," he responded with a faint hint of a smile on his face, rubbing his stomach where her pointy elbow had dug in at.
"Don't ever do that again," she scolded him. He apologized, kissing her temple, sitting next to her, his back pressed against the piano. "How long were you hiding for?" Rachel asked, looking down at her hands, glancing at her boyfriend from the corner of her eye.
"Since Fabray asked where she could find you, had to make sure she wasn't going to pull some BS on my girl," he smirked, moving to straddle the piano bench, taking her hand in his. "That was nice of you but you didn't have to do that, you could've made her work for it, we all know how she is," Puck stated.
"I know, Noah," she sighed. "But if I was in her place and conflicted and so lost, if someone wasn't there for me, to let me see the beautiful little girl I let go because it was the right thing to do. I'd need it," she sighed. "She was hurt with how it's all played out, Noah. She was doing what she thought was the right thing to do right or wrong and at the end of the day it's what's best for Beth and if my little sister can have any kind of relationship with you and Quinn, I'm going to let her have it. Beth deserves to know that because you guys screwed up doesn't mean you don't love her or want to be in her life in some form. I can push my feelings aside for my baby sister's benefit," Rachel explained, only stopping now needing to breathe.
"I get it, Rach," he told her softly, his free hand going up to cup her face. "She may not deserve it yet but she needs this and you're amazing for seeing that," he confirmed.
"I'm not seeing her to be her friend, I don't think I could be friends with Quinn, at least not any time soon," Rachel confessed to her boyfriend who in return gave her hand a gentle squeeze. "I'm letting her see Beth in general. She's hurting and she ultimately has no one," Rachel told him softly a crack in her voice. She may not know what it was they are going through or how it truly felt to give a piece of them away, she was trying to understand and seeing Quinn so hurt and vulnerable like that it hurt her as well, not as much as it had kill Rachel on the inside when she saw Noah so lost and hurt when he had to do the right thing for his little girl. As much as it hurt her to even think of Beth as Noah and Quinn's, she would always be theirs, you couldn't bypass that one little fact. She wanted them to know Beth and at the end of the day Beth had every right to know them, but she couldn't help just how bad that hurt her.
"I know, Rach," Puck told her softly, tugging her up with him. "How are you doing with everything?" He asked in a small whisper, pulling her tight against his body, holding her like she was his only lifeline.
"I'll manage," she told him in a faint voice, her arms wrapped tight around him. "She'll always be my sister, but with her being your biological daughter it feels weird at times and I know it shouldn't and all that, but it does and I'm afraid just a little that she'll like you and Quinn more than me because of everything and she won't need me anymore once she gets older and can understand everything that went on," she told him in a broken voice.
"Not possible, babe. She's always going to need her sister," he told her pressing his lips against her head. "It shouldn't be weird, I had a part in bringing her into this world, but I could never really take over the role of being her father, I'm okay with just being in her life period, I don't need a label, not when it comes to her," he told her straight from the heart. Rachel had always been one of the very few people he could be open with. He didn't mind sharing is feelings with her. With everyone else it was easier to put on the front that he was a badass with no feelings and that was exactly who Puck was, but Noah was like everyone else and he hated to talk about his feelings but with Rachel it was easy because he knew without a doubt that she would ever judge him for what he was feeling or thinking.
"Thank you for that Noah," she told him with a bright smile looking up at him. He shrugged letting his lips take hers over in a way of telling her that she was welcome, because sometimes words weren't needed, not when he could just as easily make out. Rachel smiled breaking the kiss. "Have you thought about a song for Glee?" She asked her boyfriend, moving away from his embrace and instantly feeling cold, to get her things.
"It's a work in progress, babe," he smirked, putting an arm around her shoulders and pulling her into his side where she was tucked away for safekeeping. "We can't all be like you, babe" he joked, leading her to the halls filled with students. She rolled her eyes and let him lead her straight to her locker.