A/n sorry it took so lone to get this chapter out! If you guys have any suggestions for chapter 4 please let me know ! :D

Chapter three.

NOAH POV

"Finn can't know,"

It was like a slap in the face. I knew she was using me but at the time I was preoccupied…with the fact she was letting me take off he clothes. It was so good. sooo fucking good. But then she walked into glee holding hands with Finn. She didn't even look at me for fuck sake.

I looked over to the happy couple. Rachel had her head down and was looking really upset. Something wasn't right. When Finn got up to bust a move with Chang, I scooted to the seat next to Wifey.

"Sup?" I asked. She glanced up worriedly, as if she didn't know I was there. Then she visibly relaxed and let out a deep sigh. Letting a tiny grin form over her featchers.

"Noah. W-would you like to work on some dance moves?" She asked, her eyes were fluttering everywhere.

"Not really. Your crap at dancing," I said, it was true. She may be down with all that ballet crap but she honestly couldn't dance for shit. Wifey gaped at me, frowning slightly.

"Excuse me?"

"Don't pretend. You know you can't keep up with the dance numbers, why do you think we stuck you in those tiny red shorts for the funk number…so you could shake your fine ass and look cute, make up for the lack of dancing,"

"I did dance during the funk number!"

"No, you jumped up and down and wiggled your ass. Don't get me wrong, I enjoyed it," I winked. "Anyway I came over here to see the fucks up, coz didn't we have sex 2 nights ago?"

Rachel blushed and looked down, nodding.

"And now you're hardly talking to me and coming in all loved up with Finnessa."

"I-I'm sorry…I uh, me and Finn-" Rachel was cut off with loud wolf whistles.

"Yeah, she cried coz I was so big for her. My pussy's so tight man," Finn laughed, making no attempt to be quiet.

Fuck, that sounded fucking terrible…Rachel's pussy now belongs to him? And too fucking big for her? Yeah right…didn't cry with me. And I've heard several comments saying he was average… and the Puckerone is a lot bigger than average.

"Wait a sec something doesn't add up. Manhands does not look like she has it in her to, well…have it in her," Santana piped up.

"Well believe it baby," Finn winked, "Popped her cherry last night, she was begging for it."

I looked over to Wifey, she had tears in her eyes and was deep crimson. I lent towards her ear.

"The reason you came to me is because you didn't want him to be your first isn't it?" I asked. Rachel nodded, "Jeez Wifey. Why don't you just dump him already?"

It was an honest question. If she didn't want him why didn't she break up with him already? Then I remembered the bruises…bingo. I get it now. Well he isn't getting away with that much longer, as soon as I get any hint from her I'm taking her back.

"I-I can't," Rachel whispered.

"Next time he hits you, come get me straight away. I don't care if it's a 3am text message. I'll get to you in 10 minutes." Rachel's eyes shot to mine.

"He doesn't…do that," Rachel said, "Listen…we can't hang out anymore. Not when Finn's around."

I couldn't believe my ears. First Beth now her…

"Are any of the girl's in my life not trying to get rid of me?" I murmured.

"Please, Finn doesn't like it and…and he's my boyfriend so I have to respect his wishes," Damn Ray, what's happened to you?

"I'm coming over tonight. Leave your window unlocked." I whispered before going back to my original seat.

NORMAL POV.

When it got to 11pm the window cracked open, Rachel thought it was Noah, instead it was Finn…

"How fucking dare you be talking to Puck today when I told you not to," Finn hissed, backing her into the wall.

"I-I told him we couldn't hang out anymore," Rachel tried to rectify her mistake.

"Too fucking late, sweet-heart," Finn sneered. He got a pocket knife out of his pocked, Rachel gasped as the silver blade sparkled in the light.

"Finn! NO!" Rachel shouted, "My-my dads will be back at any moment!" She was grasping at straws here…and Finn knew it.

"They're away for at least another month." Finn says seasing her wrist. Rachel cried out as Finn started dragging the knife across her wrist. Hard enough to make ugly marks but not to loose too much blood.

"Oh no, I didn't realize my girlfriend cut herself," Finn laughed.

Rachel had tears streaming down her face at this point. It hurt soo much.

"Lie on your belly, I'll give you a tattoo," Finn said. Rachel cowered against the wall, gasping at her wrist. Finn took her roughly by the hair, pulling off her pyjama top and pushing her roughly to the ground. He sat on her butt so she couldn't move and began slicing at her back, over and over again. Rachel cried out with every slice.

When Finn got off her he was grinning to himself, watching the blood trickle from Rachel's back. Rachel rolled over.

"You're a sick bastard Finn. I'm leaving you. I don't want to be with you anymore." Rachel sobbed.

Finn knelt down next to her. He inserted the knife about an inch into her side.

"If you leave me. I'll kill you." Then he was gone, back out the window. Just like that.

Like he promised Noah was pushing open her bedroom window and climbing through, it was late, 11.54 pm to be precise. Rachel was in the shower. Noah shucked off his clothes and locked her bedroom door on the way to her en suit. The sight he saw as he pushed the door open made him sick to his stomach. Rachel was standing with her back to him. There were several deep cuts along her back, the water running red. Noah was so angry, all he saw was red…he need to punch Finn's face…and maybe never stop.

"Fuck." He said, Rachel turned to him, her eyes were puffy and red. She looked so venerable that Noah's anger seemed to disappear…for now. He gently slipped into the shower with her, holding her tight against him as she sobbed.

"You know you're leaving him now right?" He asked.

"I-I can't," Rachel sobbed.

"The fuck? Why not?" Noah said, the anger started to bubble again. Rachel looked up at him with angry eyes, then punched his chest repeatedly.

"HE SAID IF I LEFT HIM HE'D KILL ME!" She screamed. Noah held her wrists, noticing her wince he looked down to see the cuts all the way down.

"Was that you?"

"No. Him." Rachel said simply. Noah knew she was telling the truth, "He said he wanted it to look like I did it."

"Fuck Rach. That's it." Noah said tugging her into a gentle hug.

"What?" her retort was muffled by his chest.

"You are not going out of my sight. Like not even to the bathroom." Noah said.

"That's ridicules," Rachel muttered.

"Babe, I don't care.. I mean it. You'll have to get use to it."

"Please don't call me babe, that's what he calls me," Rachel shuddered in disgust.

"Sorry." Noah pecked her forehead and reached for the shampoo.

"Am-am I still y-your Wifey?" Rachel asked shyly, gazing up at him.

"Forever and always," Noah grinned pressing a sloppy kiss to her lips, he began lovingly massaging the shampoo into her hair. And as he washed it off he tried carefully not to get any soap in her cuts.

10 minutes later they were in her room, laying on her bed, Rachel just had a towel under her and was lying on her back, Noah was on his side facing her with a towel wrapped around his waist.

"What did it feel like? When you fucked him?" Noah asked, drawing lazy patterns onto her exposed belly.

"Awful. I didn't want to do it," Rachel confessed. Wincing as she turned over to her belly, her back was hurting to bad. Noah started tracing the cuts gently.

"Why did you?"

"I didn't have a choice," Rachel said. Gasping as he got to a particularly sore one.

"You know I'm going to smack the cunt up right?" Noah asked.

"I know."

"Let's make a phone call."

"To who?"

"The douche. Give us your phone Berry, tits."

Noah language (To Finn. Can I use your phone please Berry? And I'm thinking about your tits)

Rachel passed her phone over to him, frowning slightly.

"What are you gunna say?"

"Well, you gotta break up with him for good, I'm just here so if he gives you any shit I'll set him straight," Noah grinned. Rachel looked worried for about two seconds before nodding. She dialled Finn's number and put him on loud speaker.

"What do you want? I'm hooking up?" Finn snapped.

"Um," Rachel's eyes snapped to Noah's, he nodded and rubbed his hand down her arm to reassure her, "Finn, I'm breaking up with you."

"We've already talked about this. Are you fucking useless? I said what will happen if you do." Finn snarled.

"No you talked about it. And I want to break up with you." Rachel said with a determined glint in her eye.

"Fuck sake, listen you little fuck. I OWN you. You do as I say. Besides there's no man in your screw up of a life to protect you, your own dads even had to get away from you." Finn said. Rachel could tell he was getting wound up, the only thing stopping her from crying or taking it back was the steady hand on her hip.

"Actually I do have a man in my life and he won't let you hurt me anymore," Rachel said squeezing Noah's arm tightly, as if to hold him from saying anything, she could tell he wanted to.

Finn let out a bitter laugh, "Yeah right Babe, who are you trying to kid? You know no one wants you. I'm only with you because I feel sorry for you."

"You're not listening. I'm braking up with you. We are not together," Rachel said slowly.

"Right, I'll be over in 10 minutes. When I get there be on all fours with that little ass pointing at your bedroom door. I need to stop at the store quickly to get some tiger balm."

"T-tiger balm?" Rachel stuttered with a horrified expression on her face, "W-what for?"

"I'm gunna put it on that tight little gash and make you pay for all the awful things you've said to me tonight sweet heart," Finn said patronizingly. Rachel let got of Noah's arm to smack her hand over her mouth, her eyes wide.

"Listen here dickwad. You come even close to Rachel and I will personally chop of your balls and feed them to you. Stay the fuck away from her," Noah shouted loudly into the receiver.

"PUCK? WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING AT RACHEL'S?" Finn screamed.

"Hmm, we just had sex in the shower. And by the way, I popped her cherry not you," Noah stated proudly.

"If you have touched my girlfriend I'll kill you! And that's a lie, she was a virgin." Finn screamed.

"No, she's not your girlfriend. And you can't have someone If you threaten to kill them and fuck them without asking," Noah said calmly, "I did take Berry's cherry."

"Rachel you will pay for this." The line went dead.

Rachel let the tears escape her as Noah hauled her into his chest.

"What a douche. I swear the next time I see him-"

"You won't leave my side," Rachel cut him off.

"Baby you're a firework, come and show 'em wha-"

"Lo?" Noah answered, putting his phone on loudspeaker and laying it on the bed.

"NOAH ELI PUCKERMAN WHERE IN GOD'S NAME ARE YOU?" His mothers voice shouted.

"Jeez Ma. I'm at Rachel's. She uh…her dad's aren't around so I'm gunna stay with her for a while,"

"Oh Noah, she's Jewish," He could practically hear her beaming through the phone. Rachel let out a tiny giggle.

"Yeah she is," Noah said rubbing the back of his neck.

"I've put a condom under the passenger seat in your car. You have to use that exact one okay?" Miriam said.

"What? Why?" Noah asked confused.

"Well when I saw you two in bed together I was hoping she would be around for a while so I've punched a hole in that condom," Miriam said like it was an everyday topic. This had Rachel giggling uncontrollably.

"You what? Oh God! Jeez Ma! Why would you do that?" Noah said, a blush rising on his cheeks. He smiled softly at Rachel, he loved her laugh.

"I want Jewish grandbabies Noah," Miriam said as if he was stupid.

"Ma, Rachel's 15 and I'm 17...we won't be producing any for a while." Noah said. Rachel grinned, Noah was talking as if they'd be together for years.

"Get her to pop one out now and then when she goes on Broadway the baby will be old enough to go with you or stay with it's grandmother," Miriam said.

"Pop one out? Seriously? Have you seen the size of her? And even if we did have a kid now we wouldn't leave it with you. It would be bat shit crazy enough with having Wifey as a mom, it doesn't need you to drive it up the wall as well." Rachel slapped his chest, but still had a smile on her face. He laid a sloppy kiss on her lips.

"Noah don't be so rude, oh did I just hear a kiss? I'll leave you kids to…get busy," Miriam said cheerily.

"Yeah whatever, bye Ma." He hung up. "God I hate my mother sometimes!" Except he didn't…he especially loved his Ma right now because she's put a smile on Rachel's face.

"As much as I love your mother I can't have a baby now," She giggled, turning over to her back again. "Thank you for making me ring Finn, I think its made me stronger."

Noah just nodded, rubbing his hand down her stomach and onto the soft skin around her landing strip.

"How do you shave It so smooth?" Noah asked absentmindedly.

"What? I don't shave at all. I wax my legs but nothing else." Rachel said.

Noah rolled his eyes, "Rach, you don't have to be shy about it, its obvious you shave."

"Noah, I don't shave."

"Bullshit. No ones pubes grow like that." Noah's voice was verging on angry.

"What do you mean like that?" Rachel asked, a little offended.

"Landing strip."

"Look if you really want I will shave it off," Rachel said sitting up.

"No! I don't want you to fucking shave it off. It's fucking sexy!" Noah's voice grew loader as he got up as well.

"THEN WHAT'S THE PROBLEM?" Rachel shouted wrapping her towel round herself.

"THE PROBLEM IS YOU JUST LIED! RACHEL YOU ALREADY KNOW I'VE BEEN AROUND A BIT, GIRLS HAVE TO WORK TO GET IT LIKE THAT!" he shouted pointing at her crotch.

"WELL I WOULDN'T KNOW, BUT I DO NOT SHAVE!" At the end of her shouting Rachel fell to the bed in a pile of giggles. Noah straddled her hips and leaned over her.

"What's so funny Wifey?" he asked.

"Well, one we're arguing about my pubes and two I like that I'm allowed to shout back," Rachel said. She saw the rage flash across Noah's face before his features softened completely and he leaned down to capture her lips in a kiss.

Noah rubbed numbing cream over her cuts before they cuddled in bed and fell asleep in each others arms.

NEXT MORNING

When they walked into school next morning all eyes were on Rachel. Every time someone was close to her she shrunk back into Noah. They were at Rachel's locker when Quinn came up to her.

"Rachel, the rumours are that you cheated on Finn. What did Finn do to you?" she asked quietly. Rachel's eyes snapped up.

"Nothing," she said a little to quickly.

"Well he did nothing to me too," Quinn said looking at Rachel's bandaged wrist, "if you ever need to talk just ask."

"Thank you Quinn," Rachel smiled.

As they made their way to Spanish class, hand in hand, they ran into Mr. Shu.

"Puck, Principle Figgins need to give you a letter, can you go and collect it please?"

He said. Noah's grip tightened on Rachel's hand.

"We've got Spanish." He stated.

"It's okay I'll let you off for 2 minutes," Mr. Shu smiled.

"But Rachel's going to Spanish."

Rachel looked up at him and smiled.

"It's alright Puck, I'll walk her, I'm sure you can be away from her for a second." Mr. Shu said.

He looked down at Rachel who nodded her head.

"Fine I'll be like 1 minute-tops. And you better fuckin' take care of her," Noah warned , as he took off down the corridor.

RACHEL POV:

As we walked along, I felt empty again. It was hard without Noah. I didn't know what to do.

Then there he was staring at me. Walking towards me. I felt my heart splutter. OH GOD! I don't know what to do! Where's Noah?

I stopped dead in my tracks. Mr. Shu got hold of my arm, I flinched back. I didn't want anyone touching me…except Noah. I couldn't deal with it, Mr. Shu touching me and Finn looking at me like that! Coming closer and closer. I curled myself into a ball, just the arm Mr. Shu was still holding out of my bubble, I was crying so hard I couldn't hear anything. I had my head tucked into my arm and knees so I couldn't see anything. Suddenly I was in someone's arms, being taken somewhere. I smelt the 20 percent Lynx and 80 percent…home and instantly relaxed.

Noah dried my tears. Kissed my face all over. Cuddled me into his chest. When I finally looked up all I saw was the worry in Noah's eyes. We were in the auditorium.

"W-what's going on?" I asked.

"Don't fuckin' scare me life that! I mean it Wifey!" Noah frowned, hugging me tighter.

"I-I'm sorry but…Mr. Shuster was…touching my arm…a-and Finn was coming towards me and y-you weren't there! I didn't know what to do!" I wept.

"It's okay. Fuck Rach. It's okay! I was just so worried. I thought someone had hurt you again," Noah mumbled, tucking his face into my neck.

"I don't want to be away from you much anymore," I said quietly.

"You won't." He said looking into my eyes and kissing me meaningfully. I melted into the kiss, his lips were so soft.

NORMAL POV:

Even though Noah knew Quinn was a grade A bitch, he also saw the exchange between Quinn and his girlfriend this morning. He trusted Quinn. He'd known her since they were 5 and he knew she was not a liar. So when he saw her walking down the corridor he flagged her over, "Hey Q!"

"Mmhm?" Quinn stopped in front of them, shooting Rachel a genuine smile.

"I need you to baby sit for about 20 minutes while I sort something out," Noah said. He knew him and Rachel just had a conversation about her not wanting to leave him but he needed to do this.

"I don't need to be babysat," Rachel said quietly, looking at her toes.

"Wifey," Noah poked her side, instantly regretting it when he saw her wince, "Sorry," he whispered softly, pecking her forehead, "The only reason I'm willing to leave you for any amount of time is because I trust Q."

"Sweetie, come on. We'll go re-apply our make-up and see Brittney. Okay?" Quinn asked.

"Okay. But I'm not a baby and please don't call me sweetie," Rachel replied. Quinn nodded and linked arms with her, steering her away. Rachel looked back over her shoulder at Noah.

"So…" Rachel began. She was sitting on one of the sinks in the girls bathroom, swinging her legs, while Quinn did her make-up. "What d-did Finn do to you?"

"Rachel you know what he did. The same thing he's done to you." Quinn said, not looking away from her reflexion in the mirror. As she re-applied her mascara.

"When did it stop?" Rachel asked quietly.

Quinn turned to her, screwing the top back onto her mascara.

"The first time he sung with you." Quinn whispered.

"PUCKERMAN STOP!" They heard screaming from outside, Quinn took Rachel's arm and pulled her towards the shouting. As they ran up the hall they saw Noah, pinning Finn to the floor punching him repeatedly. Matt and Mike were trying to pull Noah off but nothing was working.

"PUCK YOU'RE GUNNA KILL HIM!" Quinn shouted.

Rachel felt tears prickle in her eyes, "Noah?" She said quietly, "I need you Hubby."

Noah stopped abruptly. Mike and Matt pushed him off Finn. Noah's eyes were glassy as he sort out Rachel from the crowd. As soon as he found her he collapsed in her arms, hugging her tightly and nestling his head into her neck.

"Sorry. I couldn't stop without you," Noah whispered. Rachel nodded. Pecking her cheek.

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