Chapter 4
Author: LexysCPD
Words: 2,264
Disclaimer: I only own the plot, not the show.
Author's notes: Thanks for all those who reviewed; EmmalovesGlee, guest, Guest, shaky22, Guest, and Guest. 33 favorites, and 70 follows, thanks.
Shaky22: It'll backfire on Santana, and she's going to regret ever compelling Quinn. Hopefully you stay around to see the backfire.
On other news, I'm a little late, but the anniversary of Cory Monteith's dead. May he rest in peace. And RIP Matt Bendik. I didn't know about him, but I hope Becca Tobin will get though this.
Updated: July 16, 2014
Quinn sighed, as she rubbed the gauze on her arm. Her wound was itching, and she wasn't suppose to scratch it, but it was bothering her. She closed her eyes, and tried to concentrate on the class.
"Does it hurt?" someone asked, next to her. She turned her head and smiled at Finn who was sitting next to her.
She groaned, and nodded. "I don't even remember how I got it."
Finn hummed, as he nodded. He knew how she got, he just didn't know who it was. Rachel was the only one who seemed to know who it was, but she wouldn't tell them anything about who it was. He was pretty sure Rachel had some history with the vampire that caused the injury on Quinn's arm.
The teacher then told the students to work with a partner. Finn had finished, having gone to school a number of times, and had learned the materials so many times, he could do it in his sleep. Quinn started to quietly do her work. She grabbed his paper when she finished her own sheet.
"How old are you?" Quinn asked, as she checked her answer with Finn's paper.
"One hundred and forty-seven years old," he answered, thinking back to his time.
"Have you known Rachel for a long time?" Quinn questioned, erasing and changing her answer.
"I've known Rachel for one hundred and twenty-eight years. She saved me," he told her, twirling a pencil in his hand.
"How?" Quinn was fascinated. The Rachel she knew was rude, she was scary. She wondered why the other vampires stuck around her.
"I was born on August 24th, 1864," he told her, smiling softly.
Quinn nodded, as she waited for him to continue.
"My parents died when I was ten," he continued.
Finn was crying softly as he placed the flowers in front of the graves. He felt someone place a hand on his shoulder. He looked up and saw a man with curly hair. His face was sympathetic.
Finn was an orphan; his parents didn't have any siblings. Their parents had passed away as well. He was alone, and wanted to have someone. He wanted a family.
"Who are you?" Finn asked, staring at the guy.
"A family friend," he answered, "I'm going to take care of you now."
Finn stared at him. He didn't know the man in front of him, but he wanted a family. He wanted to be with someone who was familiar. He wanted to have a home. He stood up and followed him out of the cemetery.
"How did your parents die? Who was he?" Quinn questioned, giving Finn his official attention.
"They were sick. There was no medicine," Finn answered quietly. He was only thinking about his parents. He had a small smile on his face.
"Who took you in?"
"William Schuester," Finn responded, frowning. He closed his eyes, as he remembered being treated as a son by that man, that vampire.
Quinn looked at him, confused. "What did he do?" Quinn knew something happened. She knew William Schuester did something to Finn, and it caused Finn to change into a vampire.
"He treated me like a son," Finn continued his story, a small, sad smile on his face.
"This is your room. I'll be across the hall. Just come and get me if you need me," William Schuster told the small boy.
Finn nodded, as he looked around the room. It looked so fancy. The clothes were formal. He wondered how rich the man was. And how he got the money. He moved to the bed and pressed his hand on it.
"He seemed nice," Quinn muttered, watching the other students finish up the work.
Glee
January 30th.
Rachel stared at the date. It was always that date. It always destroyed her. It was always the same. It always ended the same, with the blood in her hands. She looked up and saw the two new vampires, Santana and Brittany. They shared Spanish together. They were whispering to each other. Every once in a while Santana would look at Rachel with a glare. Rachel didn't care. She didn't care for Santana or Brittany, but she had to put up with them because of Quinn.
Quinn.
Her mate. The girl, that was ruining her life. She was always ruining her life. She clenched the pencil tighter, as she thought about the blond human. She thought about her future, and what was going to happen. What always happened. She couldn't do anything about her. From what she heard about Santana and Brittany, Quinn has asthma. And it was getting worse. She wondered if that was it. Or if it was him?
Her sire.
She knew he was strong. He had changed her in 1551. He felt like he owned her. Her friends didn't know about him. They didn't know that she was being followed by the vampire that changed her. She didn't tell them anything, because he knew he couldn't harm them, but he could harm Quinn. She wondered if he would hurt Marley.
Marley.
Her sire's blood. She liked Marley, she did, but she could help but feel uncomfortable around her. Rachel knew Marley was nothing like her sire. She knew Marley was the opposite, while her sire loved to torture, Marley hated causing people pain. She hated when she had to go hunt. She knew she should hold what her sire did to her over Marley, but she couldn't help it. It was just the way it was and she couldn't do anything about it.
Her family.
The first person, and the vampire she held closest was Finn Hudson. After finding him, and saving him, he felt like he needed to repay the favor, but he didn't. She loved him, as a younger and older brother. She loved teaching him things, but she loved feeling his protective nature. She missed their time before Marley, before the rest of the family. The second person was Puck. He came to their family after Rachel had saved Finn. He told them about his life, he had been changed one hundred and forty-some years before Finn. One day, while was hunting, he came across two kids, cousins, at different times. Kitty and Sam. He changed them, and found a mate in Kitty. They were a delight, one was a bitch, and the other was sweet. They were so different, but they became part of the family quickly. After a few years, Sam met a dying Mercedes and changed her. He found his mate. Twelve years later, Finn got a mate, leaving Rachel mate-less.
Her mate.
She knew it was wrong. She knew she should trust her family, but she couldn't. She just couldn't tell them. It was a nightmare she was cursed to live over and over again. She was dying inside. A part of her died every time it happened.
She looked up and saw Santana glaring at them. She sighed loudly and looked at the paper on her desk.
Glee
Quinn sat next to Marley, drawing in her notebook. Marley was silently reading next to her. She thought back to the ending of Finn's story, and Rachel. Rachel, who saved Finn, who wasn't as cold-hearted as she believed.
Seventeen-year-old Finn wrapped his arms around his legs. He stared at the wall in front of him. He had been in that room for two years. William Schuster had lost control one day, and almost sucked Finn dry.
Finn had gotten hurt when he was fifteen, and William Schuster couldn't control himself. He had a taste of Finn's blood, and he was addicted. He started to drink from Finn, kept him as a pet rather than a son.
He squinted his eyes when William Schuster opened the door. He had a hungry look in his eyes. He walked up to the tall boy and grabbed the boy's collar. His hunger kept the venom from his teeth, as he pierced his neck.
Finn struggled as he felt his blood being drained. Finn moaned softly, as his arms fell to his sides. William Schuster pulled away and dropped Finn. The young man was dying. He had lost too much blood.
William Schuster watched Finn die in front of him. He bent down and searched for a pulse. He found one and did the only thing he could think of. He bit Finn, and let the venom seep into the blood stream.
Finn woke up a few hours later, in the forest. There was a fire near him. He slowly sat up and looked around. He saw someone sitting near him. He stood up and rushed away. He looked shock at the speed he had just ran at.
A girl ran in front of him. She was a lot shorter than him. She gave him a small smile, as he stared at her, scared. He looked behind her and saw the fire burning something. He wondered what it was. He looked back the girl, and noticed she was sitting again.
Rachel had killed William Schuster. She staked his heart and burned the remains. Quinn didn't know what to say. That sounded like nothing the Rachel she knew.
The bell rang and both girls stood up.
Glee
Santana watched her daughter. She watched as Quinn pushed her dinner around.
"What's wrong Quinnie?" Santana asked, a small frown on her face.
Quinn shrugged. She looked up at her mothers. "Can I be excused?"
Santana looked at Brittany before nodding. "If you're sure you are okay."
Quinn nodded. She stood up, and kissed her mothers cheeks. She walked up to her room and laid in bed, staring at ceiling. The empty feeling in her chest.
Glee
Six of the vampires stood in the living room. Rachel was out, just like every other day after the Unholy Trinity had arrived.
"We have to do something. Rachel wants to protect Quinn, but she's hurting her. She is hurting Quinn," Sam said, remembering Quinn's face when Rachel snapped at her. He remembered the broken look she had.
"She's hiding something," Mercedes added. She looked around the ground and saw them agreeing with her.
Kitty looked up at them, a small smile on her face. She remembered her transformation, and how Rachel helped her. Rachel was the older sister she ever had. She leaned against her mate, and held her cousin's hand.
"We're going to help her," she whispered, looking at the other vampires. Puck leaned up and kissed her forehead.
Rachel walked into the house and ignored them. They remembered their hearing. Rachel had heard them. She was mad, but they weren't going to stop trying to help them.
Kitty made eye contact with Marley, her younger, innocent sister. They nodded, knowing they were going to help the mates get together.
Glee
I am what you see
I am not what they say
But if I turned out to be
Could you love me anyway
Standing in Love
love is hope in your heart will just
Wake up and ask for me by name
Maybe someday will ask for me by name
Just not today
Quinn closed her eyes as she sang silently.
Well, if this is love then its hard to say
With your notes and your books and your reaching away
And I've confidence issues with your intentions
There was a knock on the door. She pulled the earphones off and turned so she was facing the door.
Santana walked in and smiled softly at her daughter.
"You have a nice voice. You should sing more often," Santana said, sitting on the bed.
Quinn shrugged, not answering. She didn't want to talk. She didn't know what to do.
"What's going on Quinn? We don't keep secrets from each other," Santana whispered, looking at the blond.
"I know," Quinn answered, her voice a whisper. She looked at her mother with tears in her eyes. "I feel like a part of me is missing. There is something missing mama, and it hurts."
Santana had a heart broken expression, as she pulled her daughter to her arms and held her close. She rubbed her daughter's arms, wondering what was happening. She didn't know the feeling Quinn was feeling. She didn't know what was happening, but she knew nothing was ever going to be the same after moving there. She knew that their lives were going to intertwine with the other vampires. She knew something was going to happen.
Quinn fell asleep soon after. Santana laid her down, and tucked her in. She went back to her bedroom and laid down next Brittany.
"How is she?" the blond vampire asked, looking at her mate with concern.
"Not good. I don't know what's happening," Santana answered. "Something is going on."
"What is going on?"
"I don't know Britt, but I think is bad."
Glee
Running. She was running. A shadow was behind her. It was getting closer. She was panting, as she ran. She was pushed against a tree and turned around. All she could see were white teeth and blue eyes. Behind the shadow was Rachel. Rachel, who was smirking, just stood there.
"Help me."
Rachel laughed, her eyes shining with amusement. "This is what you get for not staying away from us."
The vampire holding her leaned forward and sharp teeth ready to bite.
Quinn sat up, reaching for her inhaler. After two pumps, she laid back down and wiped her eyes. She knew what she had to do.
She was going to stay away from Rachel.
Song: You'll Ask For Me by Tyler Hilton
