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Rachel P.O.V
I wake up the next morning after one of the best days of my life feeling like I made a huge mistake. I wonder if I should bother getting up or just stay in bed, my dads are out like usual and I don't even think they care about me, my mom just sort of laid me down on their shoulders. Now I know that I sound resentful, but I really don't mind that they aren't ever here and when they are they don't bother me, we live together but our lives don't intermingle. I just lay in bed and close my eyes, but I told my fellow glee club member Kurt to pick up my work from my teachers and he says that he'll do it and give it to me later. It was a very long and boring day, but eventually Kurt showed up and I realized that he was dealing with a lot.
Kurt P.O.V
I walk into McKinley high school like every other day for the last two years, but today Rachel asked me to get her homework for her which I politely agreed to get because I'm not only a self-serving dick and she's brave she's out and proud as a lesbian. You see I'm a very flamboyant homosexual, but I'm not out of the closet yet although everybody should be able to tell I wear designer clothes and I've never had a girlfriend. I'm very fashion forward and I get made fun of for it, but I don't have a problem with it people are just ignorant assholes anyway. As I walk down the hall to my locker, my best friend, Mercedes Jones ends up walking with me and going on and on about who knows what, I was kind of distracted by Finn Hudson the quarterback, he's simply hot and by that I mean he's really simple and hot, but nobody needs to know what I really think about him. Most of the day went by smoothly, well I should say up until lunch when Quinn Fabray the big HBIC came into the cafeteria looking pissed as fuck and she's scoping out the glee table, she gets up from the popular table and walks towards all of us glee kids. "Hello , what did we oh so lucky losers do to deserve this lovely visit from the queen bee." I ask sarcasm dripping from my tongue, Quinn is part of the glee club so we see her in glee and treat her like a regular person, but our school is all based on status and I think we all just appreciate her joining us in glee.
"Hummel, I don't have time for you to be sarcastic. Have any of you seen Berry?" Quinn asks in a genuinely concerned tone. We all look at her confused and Artie, Tina, and Mercedes shake their heads profusely.
Quinns gaze lands on me and I gulp nervously even though I haven't seen Rachel at all today. "N-n no I haven't seen her Quinn." Her eyes narrow pointedly and I feel myself gulp. She places her hand on my shoulder and looks me in the eye. "All I know is she asked me to get her work for her and I'm dropping it off later, wait why are you even asking about Rachel?" I finally ask and she looks away muttering under her breath, "hmm what was that Quinn, I couldnt hear you." She grips my shoulder tightly tugging on my arm, I look at her and her look says if you don't follow me I'll kill you. I follow closely behind her until we walk out of the cafeteria and into an empty room. Quinn starts pacing the room and I quickly grow impatient, "Well I'm waiting." I state in a disinterested tone.
Quinn glares at me and I just look back at her, walking towards the door. "I just wanted to know where she is." Quinn states in the softest tone I've ever heard come from her. I look in her eyes and the shield she normally has up seems to have dissolved completely. "Yesterday she did something and now she's not here, I'm just concerned about her safety alright?" She asks an edge to her voice, sharp like a knife. I nod and she seems to calm considerably. I leave the room before she can say anything because the bell just rang and I can't afford to be late again. I briskly walk to class and once school and glee club were over I head to the car wash because I promised I would needless to say by the end of it I left very unhappy and had to drop my car off at the shop to be repaired.
Rachel P.O.V
It was around one in the afternoon and I started to get rather horny as my thoughts roamed to Quinn Fabray the goddess of McKinley. I think of her beautiful face and how I bet her golden hair is silky smooth, the way she smells of lavender and how when she smiles she has the slightest hint of a dimple. Her breasts aren't huge, but they aren't small and her nipples are probably pink and puffy and taste fucking delicious. I slide my hand down my body imagining it's Quinn, I slide my hand in my pants moaning at how wet I am. I rub my clit ever so slightly and close my eyes, "Fuck Quinn!" I yell. I slide my finger into my tight wet pussy and pinch my nipple, I curl my finger slightly and scream in ecstasy, "Yes Quinn baby!" I slide another finger in my pussy, my palm brushing my clit everytime I thrust in, "FUCK QUINN BABY YESSSSSSS!" I shout throwing myself over the edge of ecstasy.
"What the fuck you little freak, Quinn is mine!" Finn Hudson yells at me stepping forward menacingly. He grabs me by my collar and picks me up throwing me against the floor, my head crashing into the floor. He stalks towards me and punches me in the face, kicking me in the ribs repeatedly. When he finally ends his relentless beating, he kicks me one last time, spits on me, and basically screeches, "she's mine you little freak, who would ever want a little shit like you anyway face it nobody will ever love you. "
An hour after Finn left I can finally move, I crawl towards my bed the pain radiating throughout my whole body. I climb onto my bed and lay my head upon my pillow sobbing at the truth in Finns words. I close my eyes and calm down refusing to continue to feel sorry for myself, I'm going to win Quinn's heart and Finn fucking Hudson will regret this day. Thirty minutes later my phone goes off and Kurt texts me telling me that he is on his way, I reply with an ok and my breath catches as the move I made makes the pain shoot through my body. I get up about twenty minutes later and look at my window wincing at the pain, I take a few pain pills and sit on my window ledge, the best part is I can see everyone, but nobody can see me. I see a red VW beetle stop in front of my house and my nose scrunches up, that's not Kurts car. I see my flamboyant friend step out of the car and he looks like he's saying something to whomever had been driving, the driver side door opens and my breath hitches because Quinn Fabray just stepped out of the car. I get up quickly ignoring my pain I stumble down the stairs and swiftly walk towards the door. I hear a faint knock on the door and I open the door smiling softly, hopefully hiding my pain well. Kurt smiles looking at me expectantly, I move out of the way as a sign for them to walk in. "What do I owe this pleasure of having Quinn Fabray in my house." I say chuckling softly wincing at the pain in my ribs.
"Very funny Rachel, if you must know Mercedes busted my window and I needed a ride, Quinn offered her services." Kurt states as if this is the most obvious thing in the world, I nod feeling whoozy. Kurt sits down on my brown leather couch and takes out what I presume is my homework."Rachel, come sit so I can show you what to do for your homework." Kurt says patting the seat beside Quinn and himself, I walk over stumbling and the whoozy feeling increases. Before I reach the couch, I crash to the ground and the last thing I hear is Quinns angelic voice telling me to keep holding on.