After School Special

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Chapter 6A: Eyes Wide Shut

FEBRUARY 2011

Brittany always knew she wasn't the brightest crayon in the box, but that never really bothered her, because she knew that she was good at reading people. She always knew when Santana was sad, because she would always get clingier with herself. When Quinn got upset, she would go into baking or cooking frenzies. Then there was Rachel. Rachel was always hard to read, because she had so much practice from acting classes, that she could put on a fake emotion. Granted Brittany always knew when Rachel was faking her emotions. That was not the problem; the problem was that Rachel never knew what Rachel was feeling, because she was so good at burying her emotions she that no one knew what was going on. However, unlike her girlfriend and her other best friend, Rachel did not have a normal 'I am upset' behavior. Ever time Rachel got upset she would do something new, so it was always took Brittany longer to find out that Rachel was upset and why. This made Brittany nervous, Brittany didn't like being nervous.

After the incident in the Biology room, Rachel made sure too never be alone no matter what. Whenever she was in the hallways, she would be sure to link herself to someone in Glee. She also became close friends with a few of the guys in her biology class, so that she always had someone to walk to and from class in. She figured that if she was always with someone wherever she went, she greatly reduced her chances of being cornered by Mr. Wilde. She was now terrified of her biology teacher and of school because of it. Instead of coming to school extra early, as she normally would she only came in twenty minutes early with Quinn, Brittany, and Santana. She would also leave school right after the last bell rang. Typically, she would stay after school on the days the girls had Cheerio practice, and would practice the piano, guitar, or her vocals, but since she hated to be alone, Rachel now watched the Cheerios practice at least three times a week.

One afternoon after practice, Sue asked Rachel why she started to watch the practices, instead of practicing something for Glee. Rachel simply told Sue, that she didn't like practicing without some kind of audience, because she liked automatic feedback. Sue accepted the answer and let Rachel continue to watch the Cheerio practices. However, Sue was not the only person to question Rachel's odd behavior. One day Quinn asked Rachel the same question. Rachel knew that Quinn would not believe the same answer she told Sue and she really didn't want to

lie to her girlfriend so she told Quinn a semi-lie and said that she liked to watch Quinn practice, and that it was kind of a turn on for her. Turned on Rachel equaled a very happy Quinn.

A few days after Valentine's Day of February 18th, Rachel was looking forward to her weekend. She and Quinn were going to spend the whole weekend together, at the Fabray house while Judy went to visit Quinn's sister. Rachel loved alone time with Quinn especially when she knew it would not be interrupted. Rachel smiled at the thought of the weekend, before grabbing her biology books out of her locker; she closed her locker door and headed towards the dread classroom. While walking to class Rachel heard the telltale sign of someone being slushied. Looking up from her books, she saw that the latest victim of a slushie was Kurt. After the jocks left, Kurt to clean himself up Rachel walked over to him, picked up his bag, took his hand and ushered him to the nearest girls' bathroom, and began the process of removing the slushie from Kurt. Luckily, for Kurt Rachel still kept her emergency slushie removal kit in her locker. Around five minutes later, after a quick sink shower and a change of clothes, Kurt thanked Rachel and headed to class.

Rachel knew she was going to pay for being late to class, but Kurt needed her help, and she couldn't leave him to clean himself off on his own. When Rachel walked in to biology five minutes late, Mr. Wilde looked at Rachel when she walked into the door, he motioned for her to sit down in her seat, and he smiled thinking of how he would deal with her after class. When Rachel got to her seat, she thought that she was okay. She knew the Mr. Wilde was very in appropriate with her, but at the same time, she remembered a time not too long ago when he was one of the more forgiving teachers at WMHS. As the class went on Rachel paid extra attention to her teacher and tried to read his body language. He didn't seem to be doing anything different, and she also noticed that he seemed to pay less attention to her than he normally did. She relaxed as the class really started to speed up, but as it got closer to the end of class Mr. Wilde began to pass out homework from earlier in the week. When he put the paper down on her desk, she turned it over and saw a post-it stuck to it, on the note he asked her to stay behind after class for a private detention for being late to class. Rachel texted Quinn to let her know that she would be late and that she would meet her at her own house. When the bell rang, Rachel remained behind as the rest of the class rushed out of the classroom to start their weekend.

Mr. Wilde had already ushered all the students out of his classroom by the time she arrived for her detention. He let her into the room with a smile and pushed the door. It shut, but not completely, because the door didn't click. Mr. Wilde didn't seem to notice.

He didn't waste any time, grabbing her and pushing her back against the blackboard on the side. His lips met hers hungrily, but Rachel didn't want to engage him.

"Kiss back," he growled, shoving her a little harder against the board. Scared, she did. She gingerly moved her lips against his, trying to slow down his aggression. It didn't work, because he stroked his hands down her side and tugged her yellow button up shirt out of her gray skirt. Rachel inhaled sharply, knowing that this was going to go from bad to worse quickly. Mr. Wilde's hands slowly traced a path up to her top bottom, grazing her breasts ever so lightly on their ascent. He began to undo the buttons on her shirt as he kissed down her neck.

"Mr. Wilde, please stop," Rachel begged. But, he just continued to kiss her neck and unbutton her shirt. Once it was completely open, he pulled away to admire her body. He smirked at her tan skin, toned abs, and the tops of her modest, but clearly perky breasts.

"Beautiful," he said as he moved to kiss the top of her chest, but he was met with resistance.

"Please," Rachel stammered out as she tried to push him away. "I don't want to do this."

Christopher Wilde just shook his head and held her hands over her head. "Sure you do. You wouldn't have come if you didn't."

"You told me I had detention."

"Yes, a special private detention with me. You should be honored. Out of all the girls that were pining for me, I chose you."

"Chose me? Mr. Wilde, I'm a lesbian and I'm with Quinn. I don't want you."

"Yes, you do. Your body just responds to me. I bet you're wet right now." He reached down under her skirt and stuck his fingers into her panties. He smiled as he removed them, her moisture clearly on his fingers. "See. You want this."

"My body wants it. I don't. I love Quinn."

"If you love her, why are you here with me? A piece of you wants this. Give in, Rachel. It's inevitable."

"No."

He smiled at her, reached into his pocket, and pulled out a white square foil. Rachel's eyes widened when she realized how far things were going to go. Instantly, she pleaded for her virtue.

"Mr. Wilde, no! Please. I'm a…I haven't. I'm saving myself for Quinn. She's saving herself for me, too. Please don't do this."

"Silly, silly Rachel. As if, she'll want you now. You cheated on her. You kissed me. You let me touch you. You blew me. And you enjoyed every minute of it."

"I didn't. I didn't want any of it. I want Quinn. That's why I moaned her name when you forced me to come. I didn't want to, but my body wouldn't let me fight it anymore."

"You wanted it, just like you want it now." He undid his pants and ripped open the condom. Rachel started shaking as he rolled it onto himself and smiled. She squeaked as he spun her around to face the blackboard. Pulling off her shirt, he placed kisses at the nape of her neck along her jaw until her ear. She stiffened at the contact and whispered in her ear. "There is no use fighting. You will be mine." She tried to scream, but he quickly covered her mouth. He snaked his left hand around her waist and pulled away from the board and bent her just enough to allow him to enter her at an easy angle. He removed his hand from her waist to flip up her skirt and pull down her underwear. He smiled at her. Tears flowed freely from her eyes and saturated his right hand, which was still covering her mouth. He leaned over to whisper to her again. "Relax. It might hurt a bit at first, but you're going to love this, Rachel. After this, I bet you won't be able to get enough. You'll be begging me for more." She sobbed harder and tried to scream again, but again the sound was muffled. She attempted to squirm away, but he grabbed her waist again to still her.

Rachel closed her eyes tightly. She knew that this was it. Quinn wouldn't want her after she had sex with her teacher. And she didn't want him, either. She had her fantasy of her perfect first time. There would be candles lighting the room, petals spread around the room and her four-post bed. Romantic music would be playing in the background. And then there would be Quinn, gentle and loving, touching her, caressing her. They would both move perfectly in sync with each other and filled with confessions of love. They would cry out each other's name in ecstasy and cuddle after, never waiting to let go.

But, this was nothing like that. This was rough and cold with her half leaning against the blackboard in her biology classroom with her teacher, a man that she had no feelings for or desire to be with. She felt his penis rub against her slit, coating himself with the moisture her body produced in response to his physical stimuli. She hated that her body betrayed her so badly; making him truly believe that she wanted him. He posed himself at her entrance and paused. She knew that this was it. In one thrust, she would lose her virginity in one of the worst ways possible. She braced herself for the pain, but instead she was met with a familiar yell.

"Get the fuck away from her, Wilde," Sue yelled from the doorway, Brittany standing behind her. Mr. Wilde released his grip on Rachel and the brunette sunk to the floor.

"This isn't what it looks like Sue," Christopher tried to explain.

"Really? Because it looks like you are about to rape a student. A student that I happen to know is in love with her girlfriend." Sue moved to pull the teacher away from Rachel as Brittany held the crying, shaking girl in a hug. She was lucky that they got there in time. Lucky that Brittany left her doll, "Little Brittany," in the classroom after last period and that she hung around with her mother after school.

As Brittany began the process of trying to comfort Rachel she though back to the last five minutes, before she came into the classroom.

When Brittany had finished packing her book-bag for the weekend, she realized that she had left her doll 'Little Brittany' in the biology classroom. There was no way she could leave Little Brittany in the school all by herself for the long weekend, after she was done at her locker she made her way to her biology classroom. When she got there, she heard strange noises. It sounded like her biology teacher was about to have sex with someone, but she couldn't make out the second voice. She looked over to the door and noticed that it was slightly cracked opened. She placed her bag down and was about to look in the window to see who he was with, when she heard a very familiar scream. She knew Rachel was in the room with Mr. Wilde, and right away she knew she knew that the sex that was about to happen was not consensual. Before anything else could happen Brittany ran as fast as she could to her mother's office and told her what was going on.

Brittany sighed when she realized that she and her mom had just made it without a second to spare. She continued to comfort Rachel, when suddenly she heard a large crash. She looked up, and saw that her mother had slammed Mr. Wilde across the classroom, sending desks and chairs everywhere.

"What the hell do you think you are doing trying to rape a student? You are an asshole," Sue shouted and began to make her way towards Mr. Wilde.

Brittany knew this wasn't going to end well, her mom was pissed and a pissed off Sue Sylvester was never a good thing. She looked out the window to see that Mr. Schue had come back into the school. She quickly went out into the hallway to grab him before Sue did something drastic.

"Mr. Schue, I need you in her."

"Brittany, I really don't have time…" but Mr. Schue was cut off by the sound of Sue's voice saying something about "rape" and "Rachel".

He followed Brittany into the classroom and saw what he was afraid of. Rachel crumpled on the floor, half dressed, and tears were streaming down her face. He looked over to see Sue about to attack Christopher Wilde, while he was down. Jumping into action, he rushed over to Sue and grabbed her from behind.

"Don't do it Sue," he whispered calmly. "He can sue you for assault and then you will lose custody of Brittany." When Will felt Sue begin to relax, he continued. "Brittany is calling 911 and telling them what happened. We will stay her until the ambulance and cops arrive. Then we will go to the hospital together and call Rachel's dads and Shelby."

Around five minutes later sirens could be heard in the distance. When the paramedics came into the classroom, Sue gently pulled Brittany away from Rachel.

The paramedics worked quickly and before anyone knew it, they were asking who was going to ride with Rachel. Brittany wanted to go with Rachel, but Sue would not let her. Sue told Will to go with Rachel, because he would know the most about her medical history since he was dating Shelby. When the paramedics left the school, Sue told her daughter to get her belongings so that they could head to the hospital. Brittany picked up her bag and was about to leave the classroom, when she remembered why she came into the classroom. She looked to the back of the room and saw Little Brittany sitting on the chair where she left her. She quickly ran to the back of the room and picked up Little Brittany.

On the way to the hospital, Will texted Sue saying that he had already got in touch with Shelby, Jackson, and Eli; Eli was already at the hospital, Shelby and Jackson were going to the hospital together.

"Brittany, sweetie you should call Santana and let her know what is going on. Have her tell Quinn, I don't want Quinn driving to the hospital by herself," Sue said to her daughter.

"Okay Mom," Brittany said and pulled out her phone to call Santana.

"Hey B" what's up." San said, with a smile.

"Um San, Rachel is going to the hospital," Brittany now had tears in her eyes. "Mr. Wilde, he tr..tri…tried to rape her. She is going to the hospital now. Mr. Schue is with her and I am with my mom. I need you to go and tell Quinn and take her to the hospital. Can you please do that?"

"I'm gonna kill him," Santana growled. "Don't worry B I will take care of Quinn. We will be at the hospital in forty-five minutes top. I love you see you soon."

As soon as Santana hung up the phone, she was on her to her car to get Quinn.

Quinn was with her mom in the kitchen talking and making dinner when the doorbell, when Santana texted her saying that she needed to talk to her, that it was an emergency and that she would be at her house in ten minutes.

By the time Santana got to Quinn's house she had broken the speed limit and ran at least three red lights, it was a good thing her dad was a detective. Quinn was sitting on her porch and noticed right away that something was wrong with Santana.

"Go and tell your mom that you are coming with me we need to go now," Santana said.

"Wait! Where…" Quinn started.

"Just do it"

When Quinn came back outside Santana led her to the passenger seat of her car and then got into the drivers' seat before she began.

"Umm okay, this is gonna be kinda hard to say, so don't interrupt me ok," seeing Quinn nod out of the corner of her high Santana continued. "Rachel is in the hospital. Umm B was at school waiting for Sue and she realized she left "Little Brittany" in the Bio room so she went to go get her. When she got to the bio room Mr. Wilde was trying," she paused; she really had no idea how to explain what had happened to Quinn.

"Well, what happened is Rachel okay?" Quinn interrupted her thought.

"Mr. Wilde was trying to rape her," Santana whispered, just loud enough for the blonde to hear.

Fifteen minutes later after Quinn's freaked out and Santana calmed her down, the two girls were at the hospital, in the waiting room with Jackson, Elias, Shelby, Will, Sue, and Brittany.

It was 5:30, by the time Rachel was able to leave the hospital and go home. After all the tests poking and prodding, all Rachel wanted to do was cuddle up in her bed and go to sleep. After making, sure Rachel would be okay with people at the house Jackson and Elias told everyone at the hospital to meet then at their house. Quinn went home with the Berry's so that she could be with Rachel. Once everyone was at the Berry house, all the girls went up to Rachel's room to stay with the tiny brunette and the adults stayed downstairs to talk about what they were going to do now.