Secrets 4

Rachel threw her bag on the floor as soon as she got into her empty house, her dad's went on vacation again to try and work out their "marital issues", as they put it. Rachel locked the door right away and shut the blinds encasing the living room in darkness.

She made her way quickly to her bathroom, stripping herself down she threw herself quickly under the steaming hot spray. Rachel winced at the sudden change in temperature on her cool skin. As she adjusted to the hot spray she began to spread body wash over her loofah and began to scrub her body down. She closed her eyes and thought of the day's events and shook her head at her own stupidity. How could she let him get to her in front of everyone? There would be questions, rumors, everyone already talked behind her back and now she had hot on her trail.

She began to scrub harder wincing at the pain, after a few minutes she haulted the assault on her skin and washed her brown hair skipping the conditioner, she turned off the water and stepped out, wrapping a large terry cloth towel around her tiny body. She dried herself and slipped on pajama pants and an oversized RENT shirt. As she brushed her long brown hair a knock could be heard from downstairs. She froze her brush still clutched in her hand. Her fingers gripping so hard her knuckles began to turn white.

She put her brush down and walked from her room, and down the stairs making her way to the front door, silently wishing there was a peep hole in their door. Opening it slowly she came face to face with her worst fear.

"Well hello Rachel. Busy?" Bryan Ryan smiled as he leaned against her door frame.

Rachel quickly tried to shut the door but was stopped and thrown back by Bryan Ryan.

"Rachel, Rachel, Rachel now we talked about this. If you fight it will not help you any and yet you still continue to fight. Overachiever are we?" Bryan Ryan asked as he shut the door behind him, delivering a swift kick to Rachel's side. Causing her to groan and clench in pain.

Rachel tried to catch her breathe, tears blurring her vision as she tried to crawl away from her attacker. She could hear his dark laughter as he loomed over her slow moving body. She screamed as he grabbed a fistful of her hair bringing her body back to his know kneeling one.

"I bet you thought that was real cute. Rachel Berry ever the actress storming from the room dramatically, a caring Will Schuester chasing after."

Before Rachel could even shake her head she was flipped over harshly on her back by an angry Bryan Ryan. His body trapping hers to the carpetting beneath her, her arms trapped above her head, she could feel her heart race and panic rise in her throat.

"This can not be happening again...please god not again." Rachel thought as she began to cry.

She could feel his spit on her neck as he hurridely kissed down her neck, she could feel the pressure on her chest as he put his full body weight on top of her.

"I have to do something." she reasoned, "I can't go through this again."Suddenly she saw the reflection on the ceiling that someone had pulled into her garage way, trying to not give away what she knew she laid still, and suddenly she heard a knock at her door and before Brayn Ryan could react she screamed as loudly as she could and as fast as she could. By the time Bryan had the time to cover her mouth she could hear her front door be thrown open and standing in shock at the front door was Will Schuester.

- Will's view

Will made his way to Rachel's house worry gripping his mind, he knew Rachel and when something wasn't right he could tell within a flash. Rachel was a girl of many emotions, he' s seen them all sadness, hurt, anger, happiness, nervousness but never in his mind could he tell you what she looked like terrified until today. He could still see her frightened eyes, like a deer caught in the headlights, he could remember how her lip quivered and her body shook violently as she tried to pull her body to herself when he tried to reach for her. It hurt him the most that the fear was directed toward him, never would he imagine being the cause of her fear.

As he pulled into her driveway he noticed a familar car parked on the street near her house, he could have sworn he had seen that car somewhere before. Convincing himself he was dilusional he made his way quickly to Rachel's front door. He could hear loud shuffling coming from inside the house, but a type of shuffling that he couldn't place. It sounded very hurried and this really concerned him.

His fist only meet the door once, when a scream could be heard coming from inside her house. Adreanline rushed through his veins and he knew he had to get in there, luckily the door was unlocked. Will pushed his way through quickly to see the horrifying sight, a halfdressed crying Rachel pinned down underneath an angry Bryan Ryan.

Will quickly ran toward Bryan pulling him flush off of Rachel, he angrily began to punch him repeatedly anywhere he could hit. His mind trying to find new ways to hurt him like he had hurt Rachel. As Bryan hit the floor Will continued to punch and kick until finally a bloody Bryan sat in front of him, he could tell Bryan only needed one more hit to be gone, but soon he could feel a small hand upon his shoulder. Pulling away from him he raised his fist unawaringly to a scared Rachel Berry.

Quickly pulling his fist away he looked onto the crying Rachel Berry, "He's not worth it. Don't kill him."

Will shook his head disagreeing, turning towards a groaning Bryan Ryan, "He deserves everything he's gonna get, he needs to be punished."

"Then let him suffer, killing him is not gonna punish him, it will only help just please...Will."

The sound of his name from her lips made him turn toward her, "Will please...please." Rachel pleaded as she buried her head into his chest.

Will held her close and watched Bryan continue to groan and roll across the carpet of her livingroom, pulling his cell from his pocket he proceeded to call 911.

"Yes, i need an officer to 3051 Prairie Dr...a sexual assault...yes he is detained in the house...yes...thank you."

"Are you ok Rachel?" Rachel could only shake her head, she suddely realized she had no shirt on, covering her bra encased chest she tried to look down, very embarrassed to be seen in such a way in the eyes of a man she looked up to more than anyone. Will noticed and removed his jacket, handing it to her.

Rachel nodded her thanks and covered her half naked body as she made her way to her kitchen.

The police arrived took the report and as quickly as they were there they were gone taking along with them. Will shut the door behind the last detective and held the business card he was given in his hand. Turning towards the couch he watched as Rachel stared at the blood spots on the floor. He could see her reliving the event over and over in her head and he wished in vain he could have protected her from even having to have these thoughts.

He made his way into the livingroom and sat on the far end of her couch, as to not scare her. Rachel looked to Will and curled deeper into the white plush couch.

"I'm sorry."