A/N: So in my story Santana has a heart when she needs one, and you are going to see that, plus the build up with Finn but I have to say after this chapter I focus more on building the trust between Quinn and Rachel, Puck actually getting near Finn is still a couple chapters away, but don't worry it will happen, it will rock. Lol. Though everything has its consequences J Thank you for all the story alerts and favorites, I have like 100 new emails for two chapters, if you guys could review to that would really be awesome, I like reading what you think.
Quinn awoke to the sounds of screams, quickly turning towards the sound she found Rachel crying out in her sleep. It had been happening every hour since 3am, it was now seven in the morning.
With a sigh Quinn pulled Rachel close to her, the girl quickly nuzzling into the blonde's neck as she woke up.
"I can't get him off, he is all over me." Rachel cried.
"Shh Rach, you're ok, I got you." Quinn soothed, running her fingers through the brunette's hair. "It's all ok."
"It's not ok! Nothing is ok about this! How could you think differently?" Rachel asked, jumping quickly to her feet. Quickly regretting her movements, Rachel hissed at the pain in her sides.
"Easy there star." Quinn chided, getting up to help Rachel sit back on the bed, but Rachel roughly shoved her off.
"Don't act like you care." Rachel seethed.
Quinn was caught off guard by the action, Rachel had been so accepting of Quinn's help all last night.
"I do care Rachel, I really care." Quinn pushed, trying to pull Rachel into a hug as tears rained down her cheeks.
"You don't! Don't lie to me! I am sick of the lying!" Rachel all but screamed. "You set all this up, didn't you? You guys wanted to give it to me, instead of a slushy facial you had the guy I liked ra-" Rachel was cut off from a low voice in the doorway.
"You shut that mouth of yours Berry. You shut it right now." Santana growled.
"Santana…" Quinn warned softly.
"No. Listen Berry, we have never been close, we have never been friends, I don't personally even like you." Santana started before Quinn cut in.
"Santana! Not helping!" She yelled.
"Give me a second." Santana pushed, stepping closer to Rachel who had now lowered her head, her good hand fisted at her side as if she was ready to attack. "But all of that, is because I didn't and I haven't ever known you. I have never taken the chance to learn anything about you. It was simple to sit there and pretend that you were nothing more then an obnoxious bitch who dreamed something that at the time, I never thought you would accomplish. That all changed last night where you were able to walk out of that room and go to the doctor. They did tests and you let them, right after some fucker raped you. If that doesn't take strength, I don't what does. You gained my respect very quickly. Let me tell you though, if I ever hear the shit I just heard coming out of your mouth again, I will cut you. You don't know us either." Santana said, now standing right in front of Rachel, lifting her chin to force the smaller girl to look her in the eyes. "But one thing is going to be perfectly clear after today. Quinn, Brittany, Puck, me…we would never do something as fucking stupid as that guy did. We are all pretty positive who did it, and we will get him back. You are with us now, no one will touch you. You have my personal guarantee that I have your back, we all have your back, but you need to trust us. I know that isn't easy, I know what I am asking is hard, but please…just trust us. Give us that second chance you have offered over and over." Santana finished, moving to wrap her arms around Brittany.
"Trust you? You want me to trust the three of you, the three ring leaders in making my life hell?" Rachel asked, looking between the three as if they were crazy.
"Rachel, we are asking for a chance, one slip up and we're gone, but let us be here for you." Quinn pleaded, staying rooted in her spot so not to freak the girl out. "In a couple days we will go to school, you will be surrounded by us, you are with us now. Let us protect you."
Rachel looked Quinn straight in the eye, trying to sense if any of this was a trick or joke, but her eyes only shined with sincerity. There was nothing on any of their faces that proved they were pulling some crude scheme.
"…Ok." Rachel whispered. "I am sorry that I thought you guys planned last night."
"Thank you, and all three of us are so sorry for all we have put you through. We…I don't know, we were all immature and stupid." Quinn replied, taking a chance to pull the diva into her arms. Immediately Rachel wrapped her good hand around Quinn pulling the girl down to her height so she could cling to her. "It's ok Rach, like I said, I got you."
"We got you." Santana clarified.
"No one is going to hurt you Rachel." Brittany put in, sensing the seriousness of the moment.
"Now can you make something clear for us?" Quinn asked, pulling Rachel onto her lap as she sat on the bed.
"What?" Rachel asked softly, her head resting on the blonde's shoulder.
"Was this Finn? Did he do this to you?" Quinn pushed.
"I didn't…he said I deserved it." Rachel mumbled, making Quinn almost miss what she said.
"You deserved it? Is that asshole crazy?" Quinn all but yelled, turning to Santana. The Latina gave a quick nod before grabbing Brittany's hand and heading down the stairs and out of the house.
"Where are they going?" Rachel sniffed out.
"To talk to Puck." Quinn replied, softly dragging her fingers through Rachel's hair. "Do you want to take a shower or anything?"
"A shower sounds awesome." Rachel admitted, feeling gross and disgusted. She couldn't believe what happened last night. She couldn't believe Finn Hudson had raped her.
Finn Hudson was many things: Captain of the football team, Co captain of the glee club, most popular boy in school. Any of those things could describe the usually dimwitted boy. No one ever thought that Finn had a bad bone in his body, that is, until Santana and Puck showed up at his house.
When Burt Hummel opened the door, he was not expecting to see two teenagers with faces of pure rage standing before him. He immediately grew concerned.
"Can I help you kids?" Burt asked calmly.
"Is Finn here?" Puck asked through gritted teeth.
"No, he stayed the night at his friend Mike Chang's house." Burt replied, still confused.
"Are you sure?" Santana spit out.
"Hey, listen, if Finn says he went to that Chang boy's house, then that's where he is." Burt replied, defending his step son.
"Really? Because last night he told us he needed to get home. This was after he came out from hiding upstairs with scratches across his face." Puck growled.
Hearing a commotion from upstairs, Kurt made his way out of his room in the basement, wondering what all the fuss was about. When Burt saw his son, he quickly turned in his direction.
"Kurt, where is your brother?" Burt asked.
"He said he was going home early last time I saw him at the party." Kurt replied, equally confused as to why Santana and Puck where starring with such malice and hate before him. At him.
"When you see him, tell him…just tell that we know. The head bitch in charge, her second, and third, along with Puck all know." Puck retorted with an evil smirk. "And that we need to talk to him."
"You may want to call him." Santana put in, looking right at Kurt. "Now."
"Tell him he is in big trouble and he is a jerk!" Brittany shouted from the car where she had been listening closely.
"Yea, that too." Santana replied with a small smile thrown Brittany's way. "We have to go, thank you for your time." Santana replied as calmly as she could before pulling Puck away from the door. Left behind was a very confused Hummel/Hudson house hold.
"How is she?" Puck asked as they climbed into his truck.
"She isn't very trusting, but we are working on it. How is Judy with Beth? I am guessing she is there since you are here." Santana asked.
"She is ok, I told her there is a huge emergency with one of our friends, she said that we could all come to Quinn's house since it's so big." Puck replied, rubbing his tired eyes. All last night Puck had stood over his daughter's crib wondering what if it was Beth instead of Rachel.
"I will talk to Quinn and Rachel. Are you going to drop by?" Santana asked.
"I don't know S, last night Rach was pretty freaked out by any guy." Brittany pointed out as she starred at the window.
It seemed normal to Santana and Puck, but to the outside world people always were confused when Brittany spoke with insight. No one understood that just because the girl wasn't book smart didn't make her stupid in street smarts.
"That's true, but Puck you are like…her older brother. You guys have been the closest since Glee started." Santana offered.
"Yea…my Jew sister." Puck smiled softly, before quickly rubbing a tear out of his eyes. "Ask her what she wants, I have to make a few stops after I drop you off and before I come back. If she wants me around, I will come in."
"Actually can you drop us off at my house?" Santana asked. "We need some clothes if we are going to be over there, and then I can grab my car."
"Sure." Puck replied. "You may want to grab some from Quinn at her house, but you could wait to see if she moves Rachel there. I can't believe her Dad's forgot their cell phones and are staying at a hotel that is all about living without electronics."
"Well they will be home in two weeks." Brittany said. "It may be a good thing, the last thing I would want to do if this happened to me is have my parents find out. My Dad would go postal, and Rachel has two dads!"
"Very true. Are we going to start the phone chain? We don't want Finn spreading any different sides of the story." Puck said as he pulled up at the Lopez's house.
"I…do it. But tell them not to call or come over, tell them to stay away from Finn. Fuck tell them to meet at someone's house and stay together for all I care, just make sure this fucker doesn't hurt anyone else." Santana growled before getting out of the car.
Puck nodded, already pulling out his cell phone, he waited until the two girls were inside, feeling comfortable to leave seeing as Santana's parents were both home. He wasn't going to sit by and let this new twisted Finn hurt anyone else. Over his dead body.