Broken
Chapter Four- Hey will you stay awhile
A/N: You guys are still amazing! And I'm happy to see how much people love Pixie! I do believe it's the cutest thing ever! Thanks to those who left anonymous reviews! :) Still don't own anything...
"What the fuck?" Finn yelled, waking both of them up.
Rachel looked at Puck and blushed a little before looking at Finn and shrinking back against Puck when she saw how angry her brother was, thinking the anger was directed at her. In reality, Finn was pissed that Puck could help Rachel and he couldn't. Puck sighed and responded to Finn's demand. "Dave happened dude."
At Dave's name, Finn felt like an ass for yelling and an even bigger one for jumping to conclusions on Puck, when in reality he was only protecting Rachel. "What happened?" Finn's voice dropped to a whisper as he moved to sit on the opposite end of the couch.
Finn watched Puck shift slightly, keeping Rachel in his lap. The jealousy boiled under the surface, Rachel never let anyone willingly hold her. Not even Quinn. "Rachel was coming out of her room while Dave was coming out of the bathroom. I don't really know. When I got to her, Dave was holding her wrist, and calling her names. Dave left soon after."
Finn nodded. "Are you okay Rachel?" Concern laced Finn's voice.
Rachel shrugged, "I'm fine. Just my wrist is a little sore."
Puck eyed Rachel, "Let me see your wrist." Rachel unburied her hand from the blanket that was wrapped around her. When it came into view, Puck gently took it her wrist, Rachel hissing in pain. A large bruise circled her small wrist. "Son of a bitch."
At that Finn popped up and crossed the room. "What?" Finn followed Puck's gaze to his baby sister's wrist, seeing the bruise for himself. "I'm gonna kill him," Finn growled out.
Rachel shrank even further into Puck's chest hearing how angry her brother was. In the back of her mind somewhere, she knew Finn wouldn't hurt her, but right now that sensible part of her brain wasn't exactly working. She tightened her grip on Puck, hoping he wouldn't disappear on her.
Finn paced the room. How could a friend do this to her? Didn't he see the fear in her eyes when he gripped her wrist? Or just how tight he was holding her? Not being able to hold anything else in, Finn pulled out his phone, dialing Dave's number.
Puck could see that this was going to get dirty. Dave was about to get his ass handed to him, and as much as he wanted to stick around, he could sense Rachel's growing fear. Keeping a grip on her, he stood, walking off towards her bedroom, Pixie not too far behind. "I'm going to bring you to your room, okay?" Rachel nodded against Puck's chest.
Finn eyed Puck oddly but knew once again Puck was only protecting her.
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Puck carried Rachel all the way to her room, he laid her down on her bed but she kept her vice like grip on him. "Rachel? Let me get you something to eat, I'll be back in a minute?" Rachel slowly nodded, tears rolling down her cheeks.
She knew that there was a possibility that he wasn't coming back. She would be by herself again, no one to save her. She watches him walk away before allowing sobs to come through.
Puck followed through, going to the kitchen to get her a sandwich and a bottle of water. Finn was yelling at Dave, threats falling every few minutes. Puck smirked, Dave deserved it.
When he walked back into the room, Rachel was in a ball, crying. "Rachel, what's wrong?" Puck rushed over to her, leaving the sandwich and water on her night stand.
"...You...left..." She sobbed out.
Puck blinked a few times, "I'm here now. Here, let's eat something." Rachel slowly sat up, taking the plate Puck offered. Taking a small bite then putting it back. "You best eat more than that." Rachel eyed him before taking a few larger bites. Once Puck got her to her eat at least three quarters of it, he finally let her hand him back the plate. "Better, I suppose, we'll work on it." He smirked before turning to head to the door, plate in hand.
"Noah?" Puck turned at hearing his first name. He raised an eyebrow at her, "Please...stay, just until I fall sleep?"
Puck took a deep breath, but nodded and walked toward the bed. "Sure." Puck lay next to her, Rachel curling up next to him. He was pretty sure he heard Rachel mumble out a 'thank you' but he wasn't sure. He stayed until he heard Finn call his name, then he carefully slipped from the bed. Pixie looked up at him, whimpering quietly. "Shh, I'll be back if you two need me." Pixie let out a growl, not believing he would. "Fucking grr to you too. Now shh, I'll be back." Pixie let out another growl but curled back up.
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Finn waited impatiently for Dave to answer his phone. "Hello?" Dave finally answered, sounding like he just woke up.
"What the hell Karofsky? Who do you think you are? You come into my house and start messing with someone you don't even know! Do you know who she is?" Finn seethed, Dave didn't answer, he was stunned at the anger in Finn's voice. "Answer me! Do you know?"
"...No, I figured she was one of Puck's over night whor..."
Dave was cut off by a growl that came from Finn. "She's my fucking sister! You left a bruise on my fucking sister! I could charge you with assault! Do you know how much she's been through? She came here for a fresh start and what does she get greeted by, you! Assaulting. Her!" Finn bit off each word. "How about the damage you left Puck to deal with? Do you know she cried herself to sleep?"
Dave sighed, he really didn't mean to cause this much damage. "Dude, I'm sorr..."
"Don't you dare finish that sentence! I don't want your apology! You owe Rachel an apology, but I'm not your damn mother! But, don't bother! As long as Rachel's here, I don't want you here! Puck doesn't want you here, and I'll be damned if you even think Rachel wants you wants you here!" Finn's breath came in short pants, he has never remembering being this mad before, but other than that night two years ago, no one had put their hands on Rachel.
"Look, dude, just listen. I'm sorry I did that, I honestly didn't know she was your sister. I can see now how protective of you and Puck are with her. I don't know what she went through but it all makes sense now, I'm sorry. Tell Puck I'm sorry too, I didn't realize it would be that bad... I'm just sorry, I won't come around until you tell me to." Dave sighed, he didn't want to lose a friend but hee understood. If that was his sister, he would be pissed at him.
Finn scoffed, "Sounds good to me!" Finn hung up before Dave could say another word. He threw his phone into the couch, he didn't want to break it, but he was really frustrated. "Puck?" Finn needed to make sure Rachel was okay.
Puck cleared his throat. "You okay man?"
Finn turned around to see his best friend standing in the doorway of the hallway. A look of concern written across his face. "No, but I let most of my anger out on Karofsky." Finn took a deep breath, "How's Rachel?"
Puck laughed, "Good, he deserved it." Puck looked down to the ground, his voice growing serious. "She's asleep, but I did get her to eat a sandwich and drink some water before she dosed off again." He looked back up at Finn. "Dude, what happened to her? I've never seen someone so broken before."
Finn shook his head. "It's a long story and I really don't have patience to tell you, I'm sorry. Someday I will, just not now. Umm, thanks for protecting my baby sister when I couldn't." Finn shook his head, trying to keep the tears at bay. "I want my fun, loving, a little crazy sister back. I miss her." Finn plopped down on the couch, his head in his hands. "All because of that damn mother fucker two years ago! He hurt her, he took her away from us! It's not fair..." Finn's shoulder's shook with quiet sobs.
"I'm sorry man. Maybe one day..."
Finn's head shut up, glaring at Puck, "It's been two fucking years! If she was going to come back, we would have seen some kind of progress by now!"
Puck raised his hand, trying to show he meant no harm, "All I'm saying is maybe she needed new people, a new place. A fresh start."
Finn's eyebrows knitted in confusion, but Puck had a point. "Maybe." Finn muttered. "I'm calling out for the rest of the day. And I'm cancelling with Quinn. I don't want anyone here tonight. Rachel doesn't need anyone else here. And let her sleep for as long as she can." Puck nodded and watched Finn go into the kitchen, making the necessary phone calls.
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Puck and Finn sat on the couch watching the sports center. Hours had passed since the 'event' as the boys called it. Finn had argued shortly with Quinn. She still wanted to come over but Finn had convinced her it would have been too much.
Puck broke the long silence first, "What are we doing for dinner?"
Finn's eyes never left the TV as he answered Puck, "I don't know, it's your night to cook." With a heavy sigh, Puck stood from the couch and went to the kitchen. Finn couldn't stop himself from thinking what ifs. He wondered what would have happened if the guys had stopped by for a place to hang in between classes, Puck wouldn't have been here, Rachel would have been by herself. He knew after that thought passed he would check with Puck's schedule to see if he could be here when Finn couldn't. And if neither could be here, Quinn could be. All Finn knew was Rachel couldn't be left alone.
Finn saw Pixie run from the hallway and into the kitchen, barking and growling at Puck. "What do you want now?" Finn heard Pixie growl before barking loudly. "Don't fucking growl at me if you want to eat." Finn laughed, but heard Puck scoop the dog food into the metal food dish. Finn laughed even harder when Pixie growled and barked again. "Fucking grr to you too! Now you want water? Are you ever satisfied dog?" Pixie growled, "Oh I'm sorry, Pixie. Here." Finn couldn't believe Puck was talking to the dog, literally having a conversation with her.
"Finn?" Finn's head snapped up at the sound of his name. "I'm sorry." Rachel slowly walked over to Finn. "I've never been a good sister, I only cause problems. If you and Noah would like to kick me out now, I'll pack my bags."
"Rachel..." Finn tried to tell her it wasn't her fault but he was cut off by the dog whisperer.
"Berry, you're not leaving. It wasn't your fucking fault. Get it through your head now, cause I don't feel like saying it again." Puck shouted from the kitchen.
Finn shook his head. "Yeah, Rach, it wasn't your fault. I talked to Dave already, he won't be around again. You're not leaving, you don't cause problems, idiots like Dave cause problems." He watched Rachel walk over to him. Finn's mind raced, Rachel hadn't hugged him or showed affection to him since before her incident. Finn stayed still and let Rachel pace herself. In the end, Rachel finally wrapped her arms around Finn, giving him the first hug in a long time.
Finn melted, Rachel was hugging him and he couldn't be happier. "Thank you big brother, I love you." Finn's heart just about stopped.
"I love you too, Rach." Finn rubbed his sister's back in a soothing gesture, soaking up the attention. He knew this side of Rachel could be gone in a second if one wrong thing happened.
After a few minutes, Rachel pulled away, forcing a tight smile to her lips. "Dinner's ready." Puck called from the kitchen. Finn and Rachel made their way to the kitchen. Rachel quickly sat in the seat by the entrance, her back tense. She wasn't thrilled being in a confined space with both guys.
Dinner was going smoothly until the door opened. Finn glanced at Puck, he was starting to freak out, no one was supposed to come over. Finn and Puck watched Rachel's eyes widen in fear, as her body tensed even more than what it already was.
"Puck? Where are you?" Rachel glanced at Puck and then the door way, Pixie was growling at Rachel's feet. "Mmm, did you cook dinner tonight? I knew...who the hell is this?"
A/N: Hmm, who could it be? Remember that game? Ten points to anyone who can try and guess who it is! Please review! :) xoxo xoxo