QUINN, RACHEL AND CHARLIE.
Rachel hissed as Quinn continued sewing the wound shut carefully.
Rachel was biting down on one of the blonde face towels from her bathroom.
Charlie became queasy at the sight of all the blood and told the blonde and brunette that to come get her when they were done, she'd be in her room.
Rachel stared down at the blonde and couldn't stop the feeling of the steel encasing around her heart crack a little.
Quinn looked in Rachel's opinion completely adorable as she concentrated on her task with diligence.
The brunette hated to admit that to her self even in thought.
But you'd have to be blind not to notice the girls beauty.
However; even with that thought her anger was stewing within.
She hated the fact that Quinn could so easily cause the calm happening to her.
She hated the fact that Quinn Fabray was the one stitching her up.
To do such a task doesn't only take patience from the person stitching but also trust from the person being stitched.
She blatantly handed over a bundle of trust in that moment when she told the blonde to stitch it.
She honestly thought Quinn would back down.
But once again the blonde shocked her into submission when she agreed.
Rachel wasn't stupid, she knew that this had the potential of turning out badly on her end.
For one, Charlie was right. Quinn wasn't a medical professional.
For two, Quinn didn't have the proper necessities to properly disinfect the wound.
She knows a infection was going to hit but what other choice did she have.
She doesn't even know how she gets herself in these situations.
Did she have some kind hero complex?
She had been walking and thinking, minding her own damn business.
The only reason she sat on that stupid bench was because there were no street lights near it, so she wouldn't been seen in the darkness.
Than she saw the morons truck pull up.
Her view could see the profile of Quinn's sister.
At first, she was going to leave because gross she wasn't going to sit in perfect view of that disgusting display of a make out session.
She had taken 7 steps when she heard Charlie's muffled voice telling him to stop from the slightly open window.
You could practically hear the fear and begging in her voice.
Clearly, Puck didn't.
She was going to leave.
But she couldn't..
Because flashbacks and voices and visuals of her past hit her hard and the beast within her thrashed in anger.
The cage door that kept it locked in most of the day or when ever Quinn Fabray was near ripped from it's hinges.
Rachel had blacked out in anger in the moment.
She was still present in mind visually but her body moved of it's own violation.
So much so that when she rounded the drivers side door.
Her thoughts screamed at her to open the door properly but the beast in her didn't have the patience to verbal assault someone. It never did.
Which is why her fist went straight through the glass of the driver's side window without an ounce of feeling in her arm at all.
All she could feel was the anger and adrenalin coursing through her veins.
So when she grabbed him by that stupid dead rat on his head.
She let loose a few months worth of built up anger and it felt amazing.
She told herself to leave the blonde girl there but thoughts of Quinn Fabray and that stupid smile.
Quinn possibly being upset with her for leaving her little sister with the douche bag should he come to.
Caused her to open that passenger door and hold out her hand like some stupid prince charming rescuing the damsel in distress.
Now she had a busted hand to show for her stupidity and couldn't actually go to a doctor because it'd be linked back to Puck.
Not only would she be thrown in juvie again and ruin any chance of her escape in January.
But Charlie obviously wanted to forget it ever happened which speaking from experience, good luck with that.
Now she had to wait a while before she could even consider a medical professional.
All because of her stupid memories, a gorgeous head cheerleader and her secret undeniable need to protect.
Because in all honesty, she could blame her anger but really it was the combination of Quinn and her protective nature that ultimately made the decision for her.
"Your thinking too loud.." Quinn spoke softly.
"Whatever."
"Why is that always your go to answer for every thing?"
"Why is it always your go to, to bug the hell out of me?"
"Actually, if you remember correctly. My sister's the one who called me to help you. I was on a date with my boyfriend leaving you completely alone like you apparently like to be."
Rachel's stomach churned uncomfortably at the mention of Biff and Quinn together on a date.
"You didn't have to come."
"Right, of course I didn't. Of course, I would have stayed away when you needed me most."
Rachel had no come back for those words at all.
It almost sounded like Quinn needed to come for her in her time of need.
As if it were a given.
"..Thank you." Rachel said quietly.
Quinn's eyes lifted to hers in surprise.
Before a soft warm beautiful smile graced Quinn's features with a light hue of blush.
Causing Rachel to lose her breath at a shy, bashful Quinn Fabray.
"Your welcome."
The two fell silent again for a few minutes before Quinn spoke again.
"You know, this will get infected."
"I know."
"And your sure you don't want to go to the hospital?"
"Your sister already asked me. Hence, her calling you."
Quinn shook her head at the brunettes attitude.
It's like they take two steps forward and ten steps back in under a second.
"I know the both of you are lying to me. That's why I'm even doing this."
"Yeah? And What makes you think that, Sherlock?"
"First of all, if you punched a wall I wouldn't be plucking glass from your hand and secondly, I know my sister and I know when she's lying. She doesn't want to talk about it and your hiding her secret. The only reason I'm not pushing for answers is because my sister only recoils into herself when it's so severe that even the thought of whatever the problem is, discussing said problem would send her off the deep end. It also helps that I know that you know and I'd like to think that if it were something that I needed to know. You'd tell me.."
Rachel felt anger hit two seconds after she felt guilt punch her in the gut like the asshole it is.
Rachel swallowed thickly and diverted her gaze.
"You would tell me, wouldn't you, Rae?"
Rachel wanted to crawl in a hole and die when the nick name fell from the blonde's lips.
Her heart fluttered at the nick name.
Quinn stared at her and just knew her answer.
Quinn's eyes glassed with tears.
"I see." The blonde spoke with heavy disappointment and hurt dripping in her tone.
With that Quinn didn't say another word.
Just continued her work until she was done.
When she finished she stood up and walked out the room without another word.
Rachel felt for the first time coldness radiating from the blonde and it hurt.
It hurt so fucking bad that she just wanted to scream and hit something while simultaneously drop to her knees and tell the blonde everything and beg for her forgiveness.
A second later Charlie entered the room.
"Hey, are you ok? Quinn seemed pretty upset when she left."
"I'm fine." Rachel ground out.
"Ok."
The brunette stood up to leave.
"Rachel.. Seriously, thank you. I don't know what I would have done if.." Charlie started for a pissed off Rachel to cut in.
"Just so you know.. Just because you don't talk about it, doesn't make it go away."
Charlie's eyes widened in surprise at the brunettes words.
Her eyes began to tear as Rachel's continued.
"It'll eat at you and haunt you until you break and when that happens and your alone because you didn't confide in anyone. Your the one whose going to be standing by yourself, fucked up in the head over it with no one to blame but yourself."
With that Rachel left a crying Charlie in her wake.
SKYLER.
Skyler pulled her coat tighter around herself.
it was getting colder. She wish she had just driven there herself to meet him but oh well.
Skyler's thoughts have been all over the place the last few days.
She had been thinking about her sister a lot and how close they use to be.
She's also been trying to fight off the looming depression that she had first had when she first moved back in with her mother.
Having Rachel around and knowing she's safe has been a blessing but a curse at the same time because now she can't run from what she feels she caused.
Her sister's life had been turned upside down all because of her.
If she hadn't called Rachel that day than Rachel never would have disappeared.
If she would have let him do what he wanted.
If she had just kept it to herself.. Than maybe..
Maybe Rachel wouldn't be the way she is.
Skyler has been crying on and off having severe mood swings when she's alone and there's nothing to distract her enough.
Her mind keeps drifting back to Rachel and if it's not on Rachel than it's on the Fabray's.
The Fabray's abuse that she feels like she's helping continue by keeping her mouth shut.
It's all just so fucked up and she can't seem to grasp what is the right thing to do.
She knows logically telling is definitely the right thing to do but..
What happens after?
Would they end up in foster care like she and Rachel had?
If so, she never wanted that for them.
She wouldn't wish that on her worst enemy.
A car honking pulled the cold brunette from her musings.
"Hey, what are you doing out here alone?"
"Sam?"
"Yes. Now come on. Get in it's cold. I'll take you home." Sam said with a smile.
Skyler felt her insides twist at his smile because of the secret life the boy and his family were living that she was help in keeping their secret.
He's suppose to be her honorary brother and yet she continues to allow them to live in danger.
The brunette walked to the car and hopped in.
Sam pulled off and drove toward the Corcoran home.
The car ride was silent for all of two minutes.
So.. You going to tell me why your walking at this time by yourself. It's a really dangerous thing to do."
"Let's not get on the subject of dangerous." Skyler mumbled.
It was clear she was in a foul mood.
"Hey, are you ok?"
"Yup, just peachy." Skyler replied with sarcasm.
"Did I do something wrong?"
Skyler breath deeply.
It wasn't his fault and she didn't want to take her slowly building frustration out on him.
"No.. No, you didn't do anything wrong."
"Than what's wrong?"
"It's nothing."
"It's obviously not nothing if your upset."
Sky knew if she didn't answer he'd keep trying.
"It's just.. Finn. Finn's being an idiot."
"Oh, he didn't try to like force himself on you did he? Because if he did, I'll beat the crap out of him."
Sky could tell he was serious even though Finn's bigger than him.
She knew that Sam would do anything to not only protect the women in his family but also she herself.
Even though he couldn't protect them from his father.
That meant so much to her.
"No, he didn't. He's just annoying mostly. It's fine, I promise."
"If your sure."
"I am. So, how did your little date go with Mercedes?"
Sam's smile was blinding and Skyler knew that he was smitten.
So smitten in fact that her deflection was not recognized.
She knew that she needed to talk to someone about all the feelings she was dealing with but honestly she didn't want anyone to know.
She felt weak and sensitive.
So she decided to ignore it and hopefully it would go away.
QUINN.
Quinn muttered to herself angrily.
Rachel was so frustrating!
How could they both sit there and lie to her face.
After all the times she had been there for both of them in her own way, they would lie.
It was clear that it definitely had something to do with her sister but she couldn't figure it out.
She walked for over an hour and ended up once again at the river court.
Only this time she was alone.
She sat down by the water and thought of everything that was going on.
Her sister and Rachel were at the top of the list.
She's upset with Rachel not only because she lied but she was also worried if something may have happened to the baby.
She thought of the baby and of the appointment.
How it felt to experience such a moment when life is just starting for someone who wasn't even out of the womb yet.
The mere thought of the baby filled her with wonderment at how life could so easily come to fruition.
Seeing the baby for the first time warmed her heart and caused happiness to bubble inside of her.
She thought about what the baby might look like.
How it would smile.
The sound of it's potential laugh.
Before she knew what was happening, her mind began to conjure up a fantasy of her, the baby and Rachel.
Happy and in some form of a family unit.
She herself giving the baby a bath.
Than Rachel would come over to help.
They'd be smiling so happy and content.
It would be no one but the three of them.
Quinn felt like she was floating as her imagination took flight.
Her heart swelled with warmth and she felt a smile capture her lips as fantasy Rachel kissed her cheek.
Quinn's face heated with a flush as she felt the imaginary kiss make her stomach fill with butterflies.
A shuffle in the fallen leaves pulled her from the fantasy her mind had created.
Quinn's head whipped behind her and her face fell from it's smile, a scowl replaced it.
Quinn stood up immediately and stormed pass Rachel.
Not wanting to be around the brunette at the moment should she say what was really on her mind.
Rachel for her part was surprised that Quinn was the one to storm away this time.
Rachel had been highly upset on her walk to the river court.
She felt like she had some how betrayed Quinn by keeping Charlie's secret.
The hurt that took over the blonde's face had taken hold of Rachel's heart in a vice grip and the sight of the blonde's sad, disappointed face kept flashing in her mind the entire walk.
Causing an uncomfortable feeling in her belly and a weight of sadness? Yeah, Rachel's pretty sure it's sadness weighing her down.
She didn't want to care.
She didn't want to feel but this girl seemed to pull her emotions from the grave she so carefully dug them in.
Now, she felt her stomach bottom out for the first time ever as the blonde stormed pass her in anger.
Rachel huffed in annoyance.
"Good riddance!" Rachel yelled after the retreating blonde trying to salvage some of her careless attitude toward the girl.
When really all it did was cause her heart to ache at the words that she didn't actually want to say.
Maybe this was a good thing, though.
Maybe this would stop the blonde from trying to befriend her.
Maybe this is what she needed to escape the blonde's magic that she had over her.
But.. If that was so.
Why did she feel like a complete asshole when she said it?
Quinn shut her eyes at the harsh words the brunette threw at her.
She had already passed Rachel so thankfully the brunette didn't see her bite her trembling lip while her silent tears fell and her entire being filled with anguish.
Those words hurt more than she'd like to admit.
Why did her treacherous heart have to want the unattainable?
Why did she have to come to the realization that maybe she wanted more than a friendship from Rachel?
Why did she have to have stupid fantasies where Rachel and her baby belonged to Quinn in more than a platonic sense.
It didn't help that she had started having dreams about the brunette.
The second Quinn walked around the corner she ran out into a full sprint.
As fast and as far away from Rachel as she could.
Rachel watched the blonde round the corner without a glance back at her harsh words and felt her chest tighten.
"Fuck!" Rachel growled to herself.
"Why?! Why are you doing this to yourself?!" The brunette asked herself in aggravation.
She dropped down to the grass and felt her emotions flying off the handle at what it meant that Quinn walked away without an argument.
Her eyes began to prick with tears but she grit her teeth refusing to cry over the blonde but one lone stubborn tear broke free.
That was all that was needed before more fell in it's wake.
CHARLIE.
Charlie laid in her bed in the silent Manor all alone.
She stared into space as Puck's face tortured her mind.
The ghost of his calloused hands pawing at her.
His hands grasping her breast roughly.
Her plea for him to stop because she wasn't ready.
He ignored her..
That thought alone froze the rest in their tracks.
He had blatantly ignored the fact that she was scared.
That it was her first time.
He didn't care. He didn't slow down or try to console her at all.
In reality what was actually occurring was not two teens getting hot and heavy.
It was a boy bigger than a girl who couldn't stop him from raping her.
That thought hit the hardest and her tears came uncontrollably as her body quaked with sobs.
Her cries echoed through out the house.
Than another more devastating thought hit her.
Just because Rachel saved her this time didn't mean it was over.
As soon as he heals she knows that Puck will try again.
Even without her consent and she would have no choice but to let him.
