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Chapter 4
~ Rachel's P.O.V ~
Santana and I arrive at this Italian restaurant, she got out the car and walked over to the passenger side and opened the door letting me out. They walk into the restaurant and stop at the from desk.
"Hello and welcome to Little Italy, do you have a reservation?" The Hostess said.
"No, we don't but, I need a table for 2." Santana said.
"I'm sorry ma'am, but we don't seat people without a reservation." The Hostess apologetic.
"Let me speak with your manager, tell them Santana Lopez is here." Santana said getting upset, but I was more upset with Santana because why take us to a place that you didn't have reservations for?
"Okay." I was a little upset why bring us to a restaurant and you know you didn't have reservations?
"Santana let's just go okay; we can eat somewhere else." I said, getting more annoyed.
"No, I want to bring you here and this where we are eating end of story." Santana determined.
"Okay." I said as the manager came by and said,
"Ms. Lopez, I am terribly sorry for your wait. He is new, just started today. I can fire him if it pleases you."
"No, that won't be necessary, he wasn't rude or anything, just doing his job. I am however upset with you, I thought we went over this already. I am to get a seat whenever I arrive, if you operate on reservations, only then my name better there and I want table 12 to always be open okay Mario?" The manager escorts us to the table and we sit down.
"Yes, Ms. Lopez, I'll handle that right away and your meal is on the house." The manager agrees, almost like he was scared.
"Thanks Mario, I need you to take our order in a few minutes. For now, can you bring 2 strawberry lemonades please?" Santana asked, and he nodded his head very quickly.
"Yes, right way." The manager said, almost running to the back.
"Thanks." After the manager leaves, I look at Santana with a confused look on my face.
"What?" She asks.
"What was that all about?" I asked, still very confused.
"My dad helped keep this business from closing last year. The owner was so grateful that he granted him and his family which is basically me, him, Puck and now you a table in this restaurant at any time. Day or night, open or closed, full or empty. We get table whenever we want." Santana explained and I got it instantly.
"Is it always free?"
"No, it's only free tonight, because he doesn't want me to tell papi."
"Oh, okay, I see, do they have vegetarian options here?"
"They will make whatever you want on the menu or not." The waiter came back with our drinks.
"What can we make for you and ..." The waiter asked, wanting either of us to introduce me.
"This is Rachel, she gets the same treatment as I do." Santana looked at him as if daring him to object.
"Of course, Ms. Lopez, now what can I make for you and Rachel tonight?" The waiter asked.
"I would like the chicken parmigiana please with extra cheese on top and for you Rach?" Santana told him and trust her so let's see how this goes.
"I would like baked tofu, steamed veggies and rice with a whole wheat dinner roll, please." I asked thinking he would be like, we can only give you a salad or something, but I was expecting what happened next.
"Okay, we'll have those out for you soon." The waiter said writing down our orders, and I was looking like wow.
"Thanks." I said.
"No problem." The waiter replied and left to go back to the kitchen.
"Okay, so what are we going to do about Finn?"
"He's already getting the loser treatment."
"I want you to kiss me in Glee."
"That's what you want? You really want to go public?"
"Yes, we like each other, and I feel like Finn will get the picture that you are who I want."
"Okay that fine with me."
"Really?"
"Yeah, I'm more than ready to show everything that you're mine." Santana leans over and connected her lips with Rachel for a soft kiss.
"That was nice."
"Yeah it was."
~ Meanwhile with Quinn and Brittany ~
~ General P.O.V ~
Quinn and Brittany were making out on Quinn's bed. They finally had the house to themselves and they were going to take full advantage of it. Suddenly, Brittany who was on top stopped kissing Quinn.
"Why you stop baby?"
"I'm just nervous is all."
"About what...You ready?"
"I'm not talking about sex."
"Then what baby?"
"Your father."
"My dad isn't home and won't be home for a while."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, come here."
~ Meanwhile with Finn and Kurt ~
~ A Few Weeks Later ~
"Man, fuck Rachel! Acting like she doesn't want to be with me." Finn said pissed off.
"Finn, we all know that you could get any girl you want. Why are you so pissed about the wannabe diva?" Kurt asked.
"Because she disrespected me, but that's cool, because I still got Quinn as my back up."
"She's with Brittany, remember when all that happened with Rachel, then you walked in on Quinn and Brittany kissing?"
"Yeah, but that's just Quinn trying to make me jealous."
"I highly doubt it."
"What should we do about it?"
"I don't think there's anything we can do about it."
"Where do Quinn's father work?"
"He works at a law firm."
"Which one?"
"I don't know why?"
"How about we tell Quinn's dad about her relationship?"
"Are you sure? It's one thing to mess with Rachel and Santana, but you and I both know how religious her dad is. She could get hurt."
"What you care about those bitches now? I thought you had my back no matter what!"
"I do Finn and you know it. You're my brother and I love you. But all I'm saying is make sure you think this through. We are about to destroy people's lives here and there's no going back."
"I know that ... Do you?"
"Of courses, I know that."
"Look man, either you're in or you're out! I won't ask again!"
"I'm in bro."
"Okay then, no more being soft and shit. I know you're gay but could you at least pretend to be a real man please."
"Yep."
"Okay, now we need to find out which one it is, there's 5 law firms in Lima. Search for the numbers to the first 2 and I'll do the rest."
~ Meanwhile Santana and Rachel ~
"Dinner was amazing, what else do you have plan."
"For that we have to get on papi's private jet."
"Where are we going...You're talking me to Paris or something, right?"
"No, do you me take you to Paris or Rome?"
"Maybe on Christmas or something, but if we're not going out the country. Then where are we going?"
"That's a surprise, I'm sure you're going to love it though."
"Call the waiter on over here."
"Rach, we don't have to pay, you know."
"I want to give him a tip for being awesome." Santana waves the waiter over.
"How may I help you?"
"Here I have this for you. You were so awesome." Rachel hands him a $50 tip.
"Thank you very much is there anything that I could do for you?"
"No, that's it can I have the bill, please."
"It's on the house...Thank you for your visit and please come back soon."
"We will." Santana and Rachel went outside, and Santana said,
"Why did you ask for the bill, when I told you we didn't have to pay?"
"Please, it's only nice, Santana because of the life we lead and the family we have, we might not have to pay for anything ever again. But what's the point of having money, if we don't use it to pay for things?"
"I guess you're right and next time, I'll make a reservation to the next place we go and we'll pay our bill like everyone else."
"Thanks, we want to be as normal as possible and we can't be if we have free things being thrown at us all the time."
"I see your point."
"Glad you do."
~ Meanwhile with Quinn and Brittany ~
SLAM...That was the sound that broke their kiss.
"LUCY QUINN FABRAY!" Russell shouted as the door slammed.
"It's my dad... What is he doing here this early? We should have another 45 minutes." Quinn said worried, as they heard him stomping up the stairs within seconds Quinn's door is busted open.
"HOW DARE YOU!" Russell shouted, catching the girls in bed together.
"Dad what's wrong?" Quinn asked.
"HOW DARE YOU BRING THAT PIECE OF TRASH IN MY HOUSE!" Russell spat as he pointed to Brittany.
"Brittany? You've always liked her." Quinn asked, confused.
"THAT WAS BEFORE I KNEW SHE WAS A DISGUSTING DYKE!" Russell said and Quinn's eye got wide, how did he know? Who told him? These were the questions going through Quinn's head right now.
"Mr. Fabray, I love your daughter and I make her happy, isn't that what any parent would want for their child?" Brittany asked, stepping into the conversation.
"She can be happy with a guy; I won't have you poison my family." Russell explained, clearly not caring about his daughter's happiness.
"Daddy I love you, but I can't do this anymore. I don't know who told you, but I'm glad they did, because I'm tired of hiding from you and doing the things that please you, like being a cheerleader, going to church and dating guys. Now I grew to love cheerleading and I believe in God, but I'm not going to church all week and I'm most definitely not dating guys anymore. You have to accept me for who I am." Quinn said pleading with her father.
"Quinn, this is wrong, it's a sin and it's an abomination for two girls to be together." Russell said, refusing to see reason.
"It's not wrong daddy, love is love and I love Brittany." Quinn said.
"Love is not love! Love is between a man and a woman! By the way, are you still here, Brittany? Get the fuck out of my house and never come back! You will not convince my daughter that she's dyke!" Russell said and Brittany getting scared for Quinn, so she didn't move.
"I SAID LEAVE MY HOUSE AND I DO MEAN RIGHT FUCKING NOW!" Russell shouted at Brittany.
"I'm not leaving Quinn with you, so you could hurt her." Brittany said worriedly.
"I would never put my hands on my daughter... You on the other hand, I have no problem with." Russell said, as he grabbed Brittany by her arm and dragged her out of the room. He dragged her to the stairs.
"Please, daddy, don't do this." Quinn pleaded.
"MAKE A CHOICE RIGHT NOW!" Russell shouted as Brittany was struggling to get loose of him.
"Daddy please don't make me do that." Quinn pleaded again.
"This family or this bitch!" Russell said, giving Quinn an ultimatum.
"Daddy, I love her okay, just let her go, please." Quinn said.
"You chose this bitch over your family, huh?" Russell said in disbelief.
"Yes, I chose Brittany, I love her now, let her go, please." Quinn told him.
"Oh, I let her go alright." Russell said as he flung Brittany down the stairs. Quinn rushes down to her.
"Britt... Baby are you okay." Quinn asked checking her over.
"Yeah, my arm hurts like hell." Brittany said, holding her left arm.
"I'm so sorry." Quinn said, looking down.
"Don't be sorry, I knew what it meant to be with you. I'm all in baby." Brittany said then a few minutes later 3 duffle bags flew over their heads and hit the front door.
"Quinn if this is the life you want to lead, then you have no place in this family. I never want to see you again. You are the biggest disappointment in my life, you know what… I told your mother to abort your ass and I wished she'd listen. Francesca was all we needed, but just had to have another one and she turned out to be a dyke. Now I have the one daughter I always wanted!"
"You don't have to worry about me anymore, I am done with you! You're a sorry excuse for a father. I will be a better person and mother to my children then you ever were a father to us. You were always going out of town on business, or sleeping with other women, oh and you perfect daughter Franny…Yeah, she got pregnant at 16, that's why she wanted to live with mom in Canada. She knew this was how you wouldn't react. I was dump enough to believe that I was still daddy's little girl, but as you proved I never was, so do me a favor and go to hell." With that said Quinn took off her car key and threw the house keys on the floor and grabbed her bags, as Brittany slowly got off the floor and walked out the Fabray house leaving a shocked and confused Russell there as closed the door. Quinn helped Brittany in the car and drove to the hospital to get Brittany checked out. Once they arrived at the hospital, Quinn parked her car, they got out and walked into the entrance of the ER. They were met by a medical clerk.
"Hello, how may I assist you?" The medical reception asked.
"My girlfriend was thrown down a flight of stairs and I want to get her checked out." Quinn said leaving the clerk worried.
"Certainly, I need her name, date of birth and her medical card." The clerk asked.
"B go ahead." Quinn said to Brittany
"My name is Brittany S. Pierce born 01-12-1998 and here you go." The medical clerk pressed a button which sent over the security guard.
"Ladies, this way please, I have a few questions about what was told to the medical clerk." The security told them as he led them away from the table.
"Okay." Both girls said at the same time.
"You said your girlfriend assuming that it's this young lady here was thrown down the stairs?" The security guard asked Quinn as he wrote down some notes.
"Yes, and yes." Quinn responded.
"By whom?" The security guard asked.
"My father Russell Fabray, he lives at 2875 North Maple Rd Lima, Ohio 45805." Quinn said.
"Thanks for the information, now please tell me what happened?" The security guard asked as him continued to his notes.
"My father is a religious man and he doesn't approve of me being a lesbian, so when he saw us on my bed together he got upset, told me I wrong and it's a sin, then he grabbed Brittany my girlfriend right here and held her above our stairs as he demanded that I choose my family or my girlfriend, so I chose my girlfriend and he threw her down the stairs." Quinn said summing up what happened.
"Thank you, miss… I'm I didn't get your names."
"I'm Quinn Fabray and this is Brittany Pierce."
"Okay, well thank you for the information Ms. Fabray, now when I give this report to the police, will you be pressing charges?" The Security guard asked, looking at Brittany and waiting for her answer.
"Yes, full charges." Quinn answered for Brittany.
"I'm sorry Ms. Fabray only Ms. Pierce can answer this." The security guard told Quinn.
"No, I will not be pressing charges, in fact, I just want to leave it all of the behind and move on with my life." Brittany said leaving Quinn confused and little pissed.
"Are you sure, ma'am?" The security guard asked.
"Yes, I am sure. Russell wants nothing to do with us and we want nothing to do with him." Brittany said.
"Okay." The security guard called the police and waited for them to arrive and handled Officer James his report and informed him that Brittany didn't want to press charges, before returning to his station.
"Hello, I'm Officer James Rivera, I am called when there is evidence of abuse and domestic abuse. What's your name ma'am it's not on the report."
"Quinn Fabray."
"Your father Ms. Fabray is Russell Fabray, is this correct?"
"Yes."
"Okay, so to my understanding based on the report written by the security guard. You and Ms. Pierce are in a relationship. You two were making out, when your father Russell came home and went upstairs to your room, is that correct?"
"Yes."
"Okay, and he grabbed Ms. Pierce by her arm and threw her down the stairs. You, Ms. Fabray, want to press charges, but your girlfriend Ms. Pierce does not."
"That's correct. She hit her head and doesn't know what she's talking about."
"Is that true, Ms. Pierce?"
"No, that's incorrect. I know what I'm talking about and no, I didn't hit me head. The only thing that hurts is my arm."
"Are you 100% percent sure you don't want to press charges?"
"Yes, I just want to move on with our lives. Russell wants nothing to do with us, and we want nothing to do with him. He's already disowned Quinn, and since we're 18 years old. She doesn't need him for anything."
"Okay, I'll have this report filed. You get better okay and here's my card if you have any questions or more to add to the report."
"Thank Officer James." The police officer left.
"Brittany Pierce." The doctor called and we went to the back.
"What seems to be the problem?"
"My arm hurts a lot and here to get it checked out."
"How did it happen?"
"I was thrown down the stairs by her father. We spoke to the security guard and then spoke with the police officer and wrote a report, I don't want to press charges and yes, I am sure. Can you please just check my arm?" Brittany said getting annoyed.
"Okay, sure no problem, let's get you an x-ray to make sure nothing is broken. Your friend has to stay here."
"Okay sure and she's my girlfriend."
"I do apologize, your girlfriend has to stay here." The doctors and Brittany went to get her arm x-rayed. 10 minutes later they returned.
"Okay so good news is that it's not broken. But it is sprained, so you have to wear a sling for 2 weeks after we wrap it up."
"Okay thanks for everything."
"No problem, the nurse will be right back to wrap your arm for you."
"Okay thanks."
"Sure." The doctor left and Quinn turned towards Brittany,
"I can't believe that you didn't want to press charges." Quinn said.
"Were you not listening to me? Oh, no, you were too busy telling people I was out of my mind. I get it okay, you don't like your dad and he doesn't like us, but who gives a damn what he thinks. I told you at the house I was fine, and you didn't listen. You have disrespected me more than your father has; you really told the cop that was dumb. You know how I feel about people calling me dumb or stupid."
"What are you talking about, I just wanted him to pay for what he did to you."
"I am fine Quinn damn! You can be mad at him, but I'm not okay I just want to move on and forget this ever happened, but no you just wouldn't let it go. We are 18 years old and we graduate in 6 months. Those 6 months we can stay with my parents."
"I'm sorry Brittany, I was just so upset. I didn't mean to imply that you were dumb."
"It's okay just don't do that again."
"Okay." The nurse came in and wrapped Brittany's arm and put in a sling. They left to go to the Brittany's parent's house.
~ 20 Minutes Later ~
Quinn and Brittany arrives at Brittany's house, they entered the house and is met by Susan and Brian Pierce.
"What happened, baby?" Susan asked when she saw her daughter's arm.
"So, long story short. Quinn and I are together, we were making out on her bed, her father came home and saw us. He grabbed me and threw me down the stairs and packed up Quinn's stuff and told her to never come back. We went to the hospital, did a report with the security guard who then gave the report to the police officer and I said I didn't want to press charges because I just want to be done with it all and move on. With us being 18, Quinn doesn't need any permission to do anything. I was hoping she could stay with us until we graduate in 6 months." Brittany concluded.
"Okay, so first things first you are grounded young lady for not telling us you were in a relationship and doing inappropriate things with her under her father's roof. Yes, she can stay with us, but we do have some rules."
"That's fair." Brittany said.
"You are our responsibly no matter how old you are. As long as you live under this roof, you will have the same curfew as Brittany, which is 10:00pm on weekdays and 1:00am on weekends. There will be an open-door policy when the family is home. You cannot sleep in Brittany's room and Brittany you can't sleep in Quinn's room. We understand that you might want to be intimate with one another, we ask that you make sure no one is home and please do it in your respective bedrooms and clean up after yourselves. That means washing your sheets, taking showers and getting rid on the sex smell, etc. You must maintain good grades; you must keep your room clean, etc. In order for us and this applies to you as well Brittany, in order for us to pay for your college education you have to do it a field that will pay big dollars in the future. You will get the same trust fund that Brittany has and will receive it when your 24 years old. We see you as our child now, and we will protect and provide for you as such. All we ask is that you respect us, our daughter, and our household. Welcome to the family. So, there is about 7 rules and rest is common knowledge that you should know." Susan finished.
"I can't ask you to do that for me." Quinn said, blown away by their kindness.
"You're not ... I am telling you that as a member of this family, this what you get. Do you want to be a member of this family or just a simple house guest?" Susan asked.
"I would like to be a member of your family and I thank you so much." Quinn said as Susan hugged her tight.
"You're very welcome honey, the basement that we turned into a theater room is now your room. You and Brittany must clean it out and we'll order the bed and stuff when you're done."
"Okay." Quinn said as she and Brittany walked towards the basement.
"Keep the door open." Susan shouted.
"We know." Quinn and Brittany shouted at the same time.
~ The Glee Club Meeting The Next Day ~
Finn walks into the Glee Club and sees Santana and Rachel kissing.
"So you're with Santana, huh? You disgust me." Finn said as he gave Rachel a dirty look.
"You actually think I care about you think or how you feel?" Rachel said glaring at him.
"Mr. Schue, I have just the song for Rachel if I may?" Finn asked.
"Sure, Finn, the floor is yours." Mr. Schue said.
"Whoa oh oh
Ooh
No No No
See, I don't know why I liked you so much
I gave you all of my trust
I told you that I loved you,
Now that's all down the drain,
You put me through pain,
I wanna let you know how I feel,
Fuck what I said it don't mean shit now
Fuck the presents might as well throw 'em out
Fuck all those kisses, they didn't mean jack
Fuck you you hoe I don't want you back
Fuck what I said it don't mean shit now
Fuck the presents might as well throw 'em out
Fuck all those kisses they didn't mean jack
Fuck you you hoe I don't want you back
You thought you could
Keep this shit from me yeah
You burnt bitch I heard the story
You played me you even slept in her bed!
Now you asking for me back
You just another act, look elsewhere
Cause you done with me
Fuck what I said it don't mean shit now
Fuck the presents might as well throw em out
Fuck all those kisses they didn't mean jack
Fuck you, you hoe, I don't want you back
Fuck what I said it don't mean shit now
Fuck the presents might as well throw em out
Fuck all those kisses they didn't mean jack
Fuck you, you hoe, I don't want you back
Oh oh
Uh huh yeah
Oh oh
Uh huh yeah
Oh oh
Uh huh yeah
Oh oh
Uh huh yeah
You questioned, did I care
You could ask anyone, I even said
You were my great one
Now it's, over, but I do admit I'm sad.
It hurts real bad, I can't sweat that, cause I loved a hoe
Fuck what I said it don't mean shit now
Fuck the presents might as well throw 'em out
Fuck all those kisses they didn't mean jack
Fuck you, you hoe, I don't want you back
Oh oh
Uh huh yeah
Oh oh
Uh huh yeah
Oh oh
Uh huh yeah
Oh oh
Uh huh yeah" Finn finished his song and sat back down with a smirk on his face.
"Finn that was not nice, Rachel, I know you want to sing something back, but would you mind going tomorrow? I think it's time to end practice." Mr. Schue said, just wanting to leave.
"Yeah that's fine, I'll go tomorrow. I'm going to write a special song just for you, Finn. Thank you so much for that song." Rachel said, her words dripping with sarcasm.
"Anything for you." Finn said clearly not hearing the sarcasm. Rachel just smiled and walked out with Santana and Puck with an evil smirk on her face.
"I'm going to kick his ass." Puck and Santana said at the same time.
"Nope, don't even worry, I got Finn trust me." Rachel said sure of herself.
"What do you have in mine?" Santana asked.
"Like I told him, I am going to write a special song just for him." Rachel replied.
"Can I hear it when it's done?" Santana asked with Puck nodding his head in agreement.
"Nope, I want it to be a complete surprise to everyone, but I can assure you it will be good." Rachel said as they all walked outside to their cars. Puck got in his car and drove away. Once Santana and Rachel got into the car, Rachel looked at Santana and said,
"You know I slept with Finn before, right?" Rachel said.
"Yeah, I remember you mentioning that." Santana said.
"Okay, cool, let's go home, so I can write it." Rachel said, as Santana drove them home. Once there, Rachel went straight to her room and began writing her song. She asked not to be bothered. When she finished her song, and got off her bed, she went over to her iPad to create her beat. Once she was done, she drove back to school and got the band to help her practice. After an hour practicing, she was ready to show the Glee club how she truly felt about Finn.
~ The Next Day In Glee Club ~
Everyone was in Glee waiting for Mr. Shue of course to arrive, he's always late. He would be late to his own funeral if he weren't already dead, it's a shame, really. Finally, after a few minutes of waiting Mr. Shue finally arrived at the classroom annoyed at Rachel's waiting smile.
"Alright, let's get this over with Rachel whenever you're ready." Mr. Schue said and Rachel got up from her chair but couldn't further because Santana grabbed ahold of her hand.
"Are you sure you got this?" Santana whispered.
"San trust me...I got this." Rachel said removing Santana's hand from her arm and walked to stage.
"This is for you Finn, please listen carefully, because I mean every word I'm about to say." Rachel said as the band started playing and Rachel just let Finn have it.
"You know there is two sides to every story right?
Oh oh
Oooh
No no no
See I don't know why you cryin' like a bitch
Talkin' shit like a snitch
Why you write a song 'bout me
If you really didn't care
You wouldn't wanna share
Tellin' everybody just how you feel
Fuck what I did, it was your fault somehow
Fuck the presents, I threw all that shit out
Fuck all the cryin' it didn't mean jack
Well guess what yo, fuck you right back
Fuck what I did it was your fault somehow
Fuck the presents, I threw all that shit out
Fuck all the cryin' it didn't mean jack
Well guess what yo, fuck you right back
You thought that you could really make me moan
I had better sex all alone
(Santana and Puck started laughing)
I had to turn to Santana, just to know what good sex felt like
Now you want me to come back
You must be smokin' crack
I'm goin' elsewhere and that's a fact
Fuck all those nights I moaned real loud
Fuck it, I faked it, aren't you proud
Fuck all those nights,
You thought you broke my back with that small ass dick
Well guess what you prick your sex was whack.
Bustin in a minute, yeah, you're the God of sex,
Psh I'm through with that shit now that I've got the best
Fuck all those nights I moaned real loud
Fuck it I faked it aren't you proud
Fuck all those nights you thought you broke my back with that small ass dick
Well guess what you prick your sex was whack.
Bustin under a minute yeah you're the God of sex,
Psh I'm through with that shit, now that I've got the best
Whoa whoa
Uh uh yea
Whoa whoa
Uh uh yea
Whoa whoa
Uh uh yea
Whoa whoa
Uh uh yea
You questioned did I care
Maybe I would have,
If you would've gone down there
Now it's over
But I do admit I'm glad I didn't catch your crabs
I can't sweat that cause I got to go
Fuck what I did was your fault somehow
Fuck the presents, I threw all that shit out
Fuck all the cryin' it didn't mean jack
Well guess what yo, fuck you right back.
oh oh
uh uh yea
oh oh
uh uh yea
oh oh
uh uh yea
oh oh
uh uh yea
You made me do this!" Rachel drops the mic and walks off the stage and sits down. Leaving everyone speechless. Rachel just completely destroyed Finn on the stage.
"Rachel that was inappropriate, I'll see you in the principal's office." Mr. Schue said pissed off and Rachel just smiled and shook her head "no".
"No, you will not see in there, I literally just took most of the words from Finn's song and turned it around. He said what he felt about me, which was mostly that I'm a burnt bitch, a hoe and that I'm a hack or something and what was it that you said to Finn... Don't worry I'll wait." Rachel told up crossing her arms, glaring at Mr. Schue.
"Rachie he said it wasn't nice." Brittany said thinking Rachel was actually waiting for an answer.
"Why thank you B that's correct, you said, "that's not nice." Which yes it wasn't nice, but just because he isn't as creative as I am doesn't make his song any less hurtful. I said what I truly felt about him. Just because I killed his precious ego, I'm in trouble… Great leadership you got there, Mr. Schue." Rachel told home.
"Go to the principal's office or be kicked out of Glee for good." Mr. Schue said having enough of her mouth, thinking that threating to kick Rachel out of Glee would force her to obey. He was very wrong.
"And what about what Finn said to me?" Rachel said.
"This isn't about Finn! It's about you!" Mr. Schue said once again letting Finn off easy.
"When are you going to get off your knees? I know it must hurt something bad." Rachel said leaving Mr. Schue with a confused look on his face.
"What does that even mean?" Mr. Schue said.
"For the last 3 years ... Yes, from sophomore year all the way to our senior year, you've been sucking Finn's toddler penis. Everything he says you instantly jump on, but no let someone talk bad about the 12 interceptions a game quarterback and you're ready to go 12 rounds with us." Rachel said causing everyone to gasp, she never spoke to Mr. Schue like that before.
"That's enough Rachel, you're just mad because he sees who you truly is." Finn said jumping to Mr. Schue's defense.
"Truly are E.D learn some grammar." Rachel said rolling her eyes.
"I'm Finn." Finn said confused.
"I know who you are E.D."
"Stop calling me that, what does that even mean?"
"Erectile Dysfunction."
"Huh?"
"You can't stay hard, you come way too fast."
"I do not."
"Okay Speedy Gonzales."
"Who's that?"
"The little mouse on the looney tunes cartoon...Damn, do you know anything?"
"I know you're not good enough to make it to Broadway."
"And you're not... Even worth me finishing that sentence."
"Let's make a bet then. Loser has to leave Glee."
"What bet? Come on out with it St. Blue Pill."
"Blue pill?"
"My God, you annoy my soul! Out with it little engine that couldn't." Rachel said and Santana, Puck hell the entire class burst into laughter, some even fell out their chairs they were laughing so hard.
"The bet is sectionals is coming up and we both make a team and see who the school picks for the representation of the school."
"Okay, so you want to battle me for control of the Glee club?"
"Yes."
"Loser leaves Glee for good."
"I was already leaving Glee, but I don't want control over Glee. When my team wins, it will be the only Glee club standing. New Directions will be as good as done at McKinley. Do we have a deal?" Rachel said, extending her hand to Finn.
"Yes, we do." Finn said, agreeing as he shook her hand.
"Hey, I'm the adult here and I say we hold a vote. All for Finn's idea raise your hand." Mr. Schue said and of course, Mr. Schue raises his hand along with Kurt, Mercedes and Matt.
"All in favor for Rachel's idea raise your hand." Mr. Schue asks, and the rest of Glee raises their hands.
"A little stipulation to be added since I am the coach after all. Anyone who joins Rachel's team will be off the team for good. So, when you lose, you can't come running back to us." Mr. Schue said and no one cared.
"That's a deal...So who's with me?" Rachel asks and Santana, Quinn, Brittany, Mike, Puck, Ryder, Kitty, Jake and Tina stood up and walked over Rachel who already was near the door bag in hand. Leaving Finn with Kurt, Mercedes, Unique, and Joseph.
"We only need 3 people, while you need 8 so good luck with that." Puck said laughing.
"Actually, only 7 with Finn singing lead for us." Mr. Schue said proudly.
"Well need 3 so we're going to get them." Rachel said as she turned to leave.
"Don't you mean 2 aren't you singing with them?" Mr. Schue asked.
"No, I'm a 3-time National Glee Campion." Rachel said, turning back around to face Mr. Schue.
"We were co-captains." Finn said.
"Oh, please, without me we wouldn't have won sections sophomore year, let alone 3 national titles." Rachel said and pretty everyone except Mr. Schue, Finn, Kurt and Mercedes nodded their heads in agreement.
"Without your best singer, you're going to lose for sure." Mr. Schue said with a smug look on his face.
"You're right Mr. Shue without me singing for you ... you will lose indefinitely." Rachel said.
"Who's your coach." Finn said.
"Why me, of course." Rachel said.
"You can't be." Finn said.
"We'll see about that… Let's go team." The team with Rachel leading the way turns and leaves the Glee Club. They gather in an empty classroom down the hall.
"Okay so welcome the Glee club." Rachel said.
"What's going to be our name be?" Santana asked.
"How about The Trouble-Tones" Quinn said.
"I like that." Santana said.
"Me too, okay, I've been waiting to do this, so here it goes." Rachel said.
"What is it?" Quinn asked.
"It's a little rap I came up with for Santana." Rachel said.
"Let's hear it." Everyone says.
"Girl I don't think you know I feel.
But you know me, I got to stay real.
Because I run around here every day,
I got to take a moment and pray,
For he brought someone so special in my life.
And I swear one day I'm going to make you my wife.
My life is so much better now
That I have you, which means my dreams did come true.
There is only one thing I have left to say and is will you be my girl today?" Rachel finishes the little freestyle rap and Santana goes up and kisses her in front of everyone and says,
"Yes, I'll be your girl." Santana said, kissing Rachel once more before breaking apart.
"Great, now who can we get to join our glee club?" Puck asked.
"I know just the people!" Brittany said.
A/N: Now on to the questions: Who do you think Brittany has in mind to join Rachel's club. Do you think Rachel's club will beat Mr. Schue's club? Should Rachel be the coach or sing in the club and just recruit someone to be the coach and if so who would you pick to be the coach? Who would you like to join Rachel's club? What do you think will happen next? I loved writing Rachel's revenge song to Finn. I used Eamon–Fuck It (I don't want you back) for Finn's revenge song to Rachel and Frankee–F U Right Back with an added line or two of my own for Rachel. That little rap at the end was my own. I'm not a rapper or anything. It just came to me, anyways I hope you liked it. Until Next Time See You Later!