Finally, I had this ready yesterday, but the site was being messed up. As always thank you for the reviews and follows. Also thank you for sticking with the story even tho some updates have been far and few in between. I hope you like the chapter. I know many of you are waiting for Quinn to dump Sam's ass. I'm sorry, it'll happen, but it'll happen the way RM did it. I hope you like the approach I've taken for this story. I'm basically taking the glee episodes and making it Faberry, giving it the lesbian perspective lol. I actually have that scene (were Quinn and Rachel are finally fully together) somewhat written, I just need to connect it to there. Anyways, enjoy the chapter and hope you like it

"Hey," Finn said to his petite friend.

"Hi Finn," Rachel said getting her books for the day.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Sure," Rachel replied not losing her stride.

"What happened?"

Rachel closed her locker, and looked at the taller boy. "What happened to what?"

He lowered his voice, "What happened with you and Quinn?"

Rachel turned and started to walk down the hall. "I don't know what you're talking about."

Finn took a few quick steps and cut Rachel off, standing right in front of her. "Yes you do. You asked me to hang out on Friday night. And unless my memory is wrong, we haven't done that since we were together. Whenever I'd ask you to hang out over the weekend you'd say you already had plans. And it was always with her. Then Saturday you were over my house hanging out with Kurt, which you've never done. You two always met up at the Lima Bean. In fact you stayed over. Which was kinda weird. So what happened?"

Rachel didn't respond. Rachel was looking past Finn. The football player followed Rachel's gaze and saw she was staring at Quinn who staring back. She was also ignoring Sam who was talking to her. Sam noticed and turned to see what Quinn was looking at. Finn turned around, and Rachel diverted her eyes.

"I have to go," Rachel said and turned and left her friend.

Finn didn't move. He watched his ex walk abruptly down the hall to her homeroom. He was lost in thought when Becky walked up to him.

"I love you Finny-Bear."

Finn came out of his trance and looked down and the smallest cheerio. "Thanks, Becky," he replied with a smile.

She handed him a purple candy heart with the words 'Be Mine' on it.

"Oh," Finn said looking at the heart.

"Be my Valentine?"

"I'll keep you posted."

"Copy that," Becky said with a big smile and walked away.

Finn smirked as he made his way to his locker. He saw three girls watching him adoringly and jokingly shot them. The girls melted at the action. Finn continued to smile when he reached his locker. He opened it and placed the new heart on the bucket of hearts he had been accumulated. He didn't realize how many he had gotten. He looked down the hall again towards Quinn who was still staring at him. It wasn't enduring like it was when she was looking at Rachel. It was more threatening. It looked like Quinn was jealous. He thought it was a little weird and took out his phone.

Does Quinn know that u & me are friends?

Rachel: No

Finn looked down at Quinn again and smiled. Her look of jealousy gave him an idea. He slammed his locker door ready for the day.

Finn just finished telling the club he was going to have a kissing booth. He was going to use his new popularity to raise money for glee.

"Don't even act like you're trying to help out this glee club out. You just want to kiss a bunch of girls" Mercedes was the first to point out. Finn narrowed his eyes at being called out on his deception.

"I've kissed Finn," Santana chimed in. "Can I just say not worth a buck."

Mercedes chuckled at the comment.

"I would however," Santana continued. "Pay a hundred dollars to jiggle one of his man-boobs."

"Do you ever get tired of tearing other people down," Finn countered.

"No, not really," Santana replied nonchalantly.

"Cause you just always seem to be meddling in other people's business," the quarterback pointed out.

"Oh, please," Santana rolled her eyes. "You guys love me. I keep it real, and I'm hilarious," the Latina said to the group.

"Actually, you're just a bitch," Lauren chimed in. The group murmured to each other at the remark.

"Ok, I'm sorry," Santana started turning to face the girl. "You've just got eyes for my man."

"Ok first of all I'm not your man," Puck countered.

"And Finn is right," Quinn continued. "All you ever do is insult us. Three weeks ago, you said 'you were disappointed that I didn't have a lizard baby.'"

"Five minutes ago, you said 'Mr. Shue belonged in a 12-step program,'" Tina pointed out.

"Wait. What?" Mr. Shuster asked in shock.

"You're addicted to vests," Santana said like it was no big deal.

Rachel couldn't keep quiet any longer. "The truth is, Santana, you can dish it out, but you can't take it. Ok, maybe you're right. Maybe I am destined to play the title role in the Broadway musical version of Willow. But the only job you're going have is working on a pole."

The club was in shock at the words that came out of Rachel's mouth. Not only did she stand up to Santana, but she said what many people believed of the Latina. Puck let out a muffled laugh. Lauren, Mercedes, and Sam's mouth's dropped. Tina and Mike just looked at each other. Artie was trying to suppress the 'oh snap' from escaping his mouth, while Brittany kept her eyes on her best friend. Quinn's mouth dropped too, but she was more than shocked. She was turned on.

"Fine," Santana said grabbing her bag, and leaving the choir room.

The bell rang shortly afterwards, and the members filed out. Quinn waited for the diva to cross her path, and linked her arm with Rachel.

"Can I help you?" Rachel asked when Quinn linked her arm, and was walking her out of the choir room

"That was so hot," Quinn whispered into Rachel's ear.

Rachel couldn't stop the smile and blush that formed on her face. She was so lost in the complement, that she didn't notice Quinn leading her to the janitor's closet. Quinn abruptly pulled Rachel into the small room, and pinned her up against the door. Quinn didn't waste any time, smashing their lips together, and forcing her tongue into Rachel's mouth. Rachel was too much in shock to react to Quinn's assault. Once she realized what Quinn was doing she reciprocated. Then she pushed Quinn away.

"What are you doing?" Rachel asked breathless.

"I'm making out with you," Quinn replied.

Quinn tried kissing Rachel again, but she kept her hands up. "No."

Quinn pouted, "Why not? I thought you like kissing me?"

"That's not the point and you know it. You've been ignoring me since last week when we kissed in the hallway. Now you're all over me in the fucking Janitor's closet. So this is the only place we're allowed to kiss when we are on school property. I'm sorry Quinn; I've been going along with keeping us a secret. I was ok with it at first because you were trying to overcome your fears. But it's been at least two months, and nothing has changed. You're even still with Sam. In fact you've been spending even more time with him. We didn't even hang out on Friday and Saturday like we always do."

Quinn opened her mouth, but nothing came out.

"That's what I thought," Rachel said in response to the blonde's reaction. Rachel pushed Quinn away. "I can't do this anymore Quinn. We're over in every aspect of the meaning." With that she exited the janitor's closet, leaving her now ex-secret lover in the dark.

Rachel was making her way out of McKinley when her phone buzzed.

Kurt: I need a girl's night.

Rachel smiled as she read the message. The last time someone said that to her it was definitely a memorable night. The smile faded thinking of Quinn.

Rachel: What did you have in mind?"

Kurt: You, Mercedes, and me. Sleepover. Overindulging in pizza and talking about how boys suck.

Rachel let out a laugh. She looked up looking around for her friend. She spotted the other diva looking at her phone.

"Hey Mercedes," Rachel said walking up to the girl.

"Hey girl, I just got a text from Kurt," Mercedes replied.

"Me too, I'll talk to my dads, we could have the girl's night at my house."

"No arguments here. I wonder what happened to Kurt?"

"I don't know, but guarantee has something to do with Blaine."

Mercedes let out a laugh, "Like it would have to do with anything else."

"I better get going; I'll send you a message later. I don't think there'd be a problem."

"Alright girl, see ya."

Rachel turned and made her way to her car. She saw across the lot Quinn with Sam. The blonde was staring at Rachel. Rachel looked at her for a moment before getting in her car. She spent the entire ride home fighting off tears.

"I was absolutely devastated," Kurt said grabbing a piece of pizza, making himself comfortable on Rachel's bed.

Rachel was busy braiding Mercedes' hair. "Did he actually say you two were dating?" Rachel asked.

"Well," Kurt started taking a bite of his pizza. "Not in so many words."

"Well," Mercedes started turning to look at Kurt. "Did he put the moves on?"

Rachel turned her attention to Kurt to see his response.

"No, but we were always singing duets," Kurt countered. Rachel and Mercedes shared a look that said 'uh oh.' "And he was always smiling at me."

Both girls looked at Kurt with sympathetic eyes. The music from Rachel's record player was the only sound filling her room. The wheels were turning in Kurt's head; then it finally clicked.

"Oh my god, I made up the whole thing in my head, didn't I?" Kurt finally said.

"Listen we've all been there. At least I have." Mercedes said trying to comfort her friend, "with you."

Rachel didn't know what to say. Mercedes and Kurt were looking at the diva waiting for her response.

"What?" Rachel finally said feeling the two sets of eyes on her.

"You're being awfully quiet," Mercedes pointed out.

"Yea, I was expecting you to say something about Finn. Like something to do with his kissing booth. I mean I heard about the Christmas gift," Kurt chimed in.

Mercedes let out a laugh. Rachel rolled her eyes and turned to face Kurt picking up her stuffed monkeys.

"Yea, like giving him one hundred dollars to have him kiss you that many times," Mercedes joked.

"Let me clear the air about the Christmas gift. It wasn't a ploy to try and win him back," Rachel countered.

"Yea right, and Santa doesn't were a red suit," Mercedes quipped.

"It's true. I was using Finn. I was trying to make someone else jealous. It doesn't matter. The plan backfired in every aspect."

"Do tell," Kurt said sitting up.

"Well you know Finn gave the gift back. I didn't even get to sing to him. Also the person I was trying to make jealous wasn't. Well they were at first, but then when I explained my reasoning, they weren't jealous anymore."

"So who was it? Who has stolen the heart of the one Rachel Berry?" Mercedes asked.

"It doesn't matter. I broke it off today." Rachel rolled star pendent on her neck between her fingers.

"Yes it does. You obviously still care about him. So tell us who was it? Was it Puck?" Kurt asked.

"Why are you focusing on who I was seeing romantically? Aren't we supposed to be making you feel better about what happened with Blaine?" Rachel asked her gay friend.

"Yes, and this is helping. We're sharing heartache and this is distracting me from mine. So tell us who it is, well was. So we can do proper boy bashing." Kurt egged her.

Rachel got up from her bed, throwing the monkeys on it. "I'm all about boy bashing Kurt. I don't need the heartache to express my feelings towards boys."

Mercedes and Kurt looked at each other.

"What are you saying?" Mercedes asked.

"I'm saying I don't like boys," said Rachel.

The trio was silent, the music filling the air again. Mercedes and Kurt was letting the information sink in. It didn't make sense. If she didn't like boys why did she date Finn and try to win him back, even for jealously purposes. Or why she sang that duet with Puck.

"Wait…" Mercedes started. "Are you saying…?"

"You're gay?" Kurt finished.

Tears started to well in Rachel's eyes. She slowly nodded in response.

Kurt frowned and got off the bed wrapping his arms around Rachel. "Oh honey, it's ok. It's nothing to be ashamed of."

"I know Kurt. I'm not ashamed. She is," Rachel pointed out. Kurt let go and turned to their friend still sitting on the bed, but kept his arm around Rachel's waist.

"Why would you date someone who is ashamed of who she is?" Mercedes asked.

"Because she made me feel safe, and we had fun together. We tried being friends but we could not keep our hands off each other. I've been her dirty little secret for months now."

"Wait… dirty little secret?" Kurt asked. "Oh, were you dating a girl who was already dating someone else?"

"A boy, he is her big gay beard. And for the record we never went out on a formal date. We only ever hung out at each other's houses."

"Wow, I thought I had love drama," Kurt responded.

"I think you did what was best. If she wasn't ready to be with you fully, you shouldn't continue to be her secret. We all deserved to be loved for who we are. But being without a valentine I think will do us good. I mean the three of us are divas. Look at our idols. Whitney, Barbra, Patti LuPone." Mercedes started.

Rachel couldn't help the smile forming on her lips. She even let out a small laugh.

"They all be became stars while they were single. They took all the pain and loneliness and they put it into their music. People could relate to it. Yeah everybody feels lonely. Harnessing this pain is why they became legends. Sometimes you have to choose between love and talent. You tried choosing love, but she didn't choose it for whatever reason she had. And Kurt, you should go to the gap attack, scope out the completion. But to be honest I feel we all need to fly solo for a while." Mercedes concluded.

"It's so nice to be around girls for a change," Kurt said opening his other arm.

"Awww, come on Mercedes," Rachel said opening her other arm.

The dark diva stood up sharing in a group hug.