What Comes Next? Chapter 6: Vocal Assault, a glee fanfic

What Comes Next?

By: TracyCook

Disclaimer: I own nothing. These characters belong to the creator of Glee.

Couple: Brittany/Rachel

Rating: M

Chapter 6

Vocal Assault

Rachel sat in the choir room fidgeting uncomfortably under the glares of Quinn and Santana who were both sitting next to each other discussing something, something that would undoubtedly not be fun for her by the looks of things. The brunette was made all the more uncomfortable by the fact that Brittany had decided to sit on the left side of her while Finn was on her right holding onto her hand protectively. 'He would be upset if he knew what had just transpired in the bathroom… but it wasn't like I was cheating… it was just a misunderstanding…'

Although she could feel blue eyes trained on her, she never looked over at the cheerleader, instead keeping her face forward aside from a few looks to her boyfriend. In which she would smile and gladly accept a kiss to her cheek.

Brittany glanced up at Santana seeing the way that her dark eyes were glaring at Rachel, she frowned. 'I don't get why she hates Rach so much… she is selfish but she is actually pretty nice…' Sighing she looked back over at the brunette diva who was refusing to look her way and her frown intensified into a pout, she knew that she had done something to upset the other girl she just did not really understand what it was. Along with this her ego was hurting; no one ever turned her down physically.

"Rach?" She whispered out quietly.

"Yes Brittany?" Rachel questioned never looking toward her, large brown eyes trained on the door in hopes that Will would arrive and save her from the awkward conversation. Normally it would not be so difficult for her to turn someone down, and she was feeling strange about the situation.

"Did I do something wrong?"

"Of course not Brittany." She let out a breath that she had not known she had been holding and looked toward the blonde finally, allowing a soft smile to grace her full lips. The diva was not one to hold grudges, often too forgiving, but in this case she could tell that Brittany did not understand what she had done and as long as it did not happen again, then she would be fine with keeping their friendship going. "I would just appreciate it if what happened in the bathroom would not happen again in the future."

"Oh… okay." She stated in a soft monotone voice, trying to recall exactly what the short singer could be talking about. "Which part Rach? A lot happened…"

Rachel's brown eyes widened and a blush covered her cheeks as she looked back to the front of the room chewing on her bottom lip. Finn was watching the interaction with curious eyes, not understanding what had happened in the bathroom, and she wanted to keep it that way. So, instead of specifying she simply stated. "Every part."

"Oh." Her voice showed the sadness that she felt at this, Brittany had enjoyed what had transpired in the bathroom. Honestly, she had enjoyed it more than she had expected too. She had been physical with many people but rarely did she actually feel a connection emotionally with them, she felt she had a little of both with Rachel and it had been nice. "Okay."

'Finally…' The diva thought as Will made his way into the classroom, her smile intensified. "Hello Mr. Schue."

"Hello Rachel." He said placing the music sheets that he had brought with him on the piano before moving to the center of the room to start the lesson.

Standing to her feet Rachel's smile grew even more so as she started to announce the song that she wanted to perform at sectionals. "I have been sifting through my vast collection of songs in order to choose one that could do my vocal range justice and I think that I have found the perfect song." She stated confidently as she moved toward the center of the room only to be interrupted.

"Actually, it will have to wait Rachel; we have two other singers who wish to do a duet today."

Letting out a huff of air, her bangs flew up and she crossed her arms in annoyance. She knew that this year she was trying to be more of a team player, but she had spent nearly twenty hours preparing for this performance and she wanted to show them all. "If you insist, then I suppose it will be a great opener for my finishing course." Moving she sat back down ignoring the blush that rose on her cheeks once more as she realized that blue eyes were once again staring at her. Feeling her boyfriend wrap an arm around her shoulders she smiled up at him.

Brittany could feel a slight pain in her chest at the sight. Once again she had found herself staring at the diva as she complained. This was something that used to irritate her to no end, the fact that Rachel thought that she was better than everyone, and yet she continued to find these actions cute as of late. It was a bit bothersome. She even had chuckled when the other girl let out an agitated breath making her bangs fly. 'And now I am hurting because she is with her boyfriend… this is just getting too weird… I've never cared… I mean besides when Santana was dating guys, but this is not Santana….'

"Quinn, Santana, we're ready when you are." Will stated with a smile as he took a seat in order to watch the duet. It had been unexpected when the two girls came to him wanting to perform, but it was not a bad idea, their voices would blend together well.

"Thank you Mr. Schue." Santana said with a devious grin as she stood up and made her way toward the center of the choir room. Only stopping when she felt Brittany reach out and squeeze her hand.

"Good luck."

"Thanks B." She responded with a soft smile before glaring toward the brunette sitting beside her woman as she backed toward the center of the room.

Quinn made her way toward the center of the choir room, her hazel eyes never leaving Rachel. The diva nearly cringed at the intensity and anger that were behind those eyes, she never understood why the blonde hated her so much, but she assumed that this was going to be an unpleasant vocal assault aimed in her direction considering the two women who were singing it hated her.

Brittany was oblivious to the way that both girls were glaring at Rachel, more than likely she had grown accustomed to seeing this over the years, so instead of worrying she was cheering on her best friend and the woman she loved.

As the music started though the blonde quickly stopped cheering as Santana's eyes darkened and landed on her, there was something very attractive about the way that she was looking at her, but as she listened to the lyrics she could tell that this was not a happy song. The Latina was as always jumping to conclusions. 'Though me and Rachel were pretty close earlier… but she couldn't know about that already… so what does this even mean? Oh well she looks so sexy so who cares!' "Wooh!"

"Is it still me that makes you sweat?
Am I who you think about in bed?
When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress?

Then think of what you did
And how I hope to God she was worth it.
When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as your fingers touch her skin."

Rachel could feel Santana's eyes glance toward her not so subtly every time she mentioned the "her" in the song that Brittany was with, it made her squirm uncomfortably as brown eyes glanced toward Finn. It appeared that he was not catching on to what was going on. 'Thank god… not that there is anything really going on. Santana is just overreacting, Brittany and I are simply friends…'

The eyes that made the diva the most uncomfortable though were the hazel eyes of the background singer, they still had not left her. It was unnerving; Quinn was one of the only people who could truly intimidate her. Not that she would ever show that to the cheerleader, but still.

Glancing over brown eyes watched the now silent blonde sitting beside her, she appeared to be thinking rather hard about the words that the Latina was singing. 'Maybe she is catching on… Santana obviously thinks there is some kind of attraction between the two of us… which there isn't!' Her mind reminded her as her eyes tried to trail along the other woman's perfect neck curiously. 'Keep it together Rachel Berry, you are stronger than this. You have never allowed your desires to control you.' Her eyes were snapped back to the front of the room as Santana continued singing.

"I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck
Than any girl you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me
Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of
Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat?
No, no, no, you know it will always just be me"

The words were starting to sink in as the blonde watched Santana move closer to her, lifting her chin so that she was forced to look at her as she sang them. The Latina was saying that Brittany was hers and that she always would be, basically. That she was the best that the cheerleader was ever going to get. She found herself reliving all of the many times they had been intimate in her mind and tears filled her eyes, she had never been so intimate with anyone before, but there was always something lacking. 'Is she saying she wants that with me…? Those feelings Rachel mentioned…'

"Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?"

Rachel looked away from the blonde who had now been pulled up in order to dance with Santana as the chorus of the song began, what she saw startled her and she jumped. Quinn was standing right in front of her, the distance was unnerving. She had been this close to the blonde on numerous occasions but usually she saw hatred behind those hazel eyes, something else was shimmering through now. Something that was unreadable. 'She probably is staring at Finn… not me…'

Even as she tried to convince herself of this she knew that she was wrong. Those beautiful eyes were most definitely on her. The rest of the club had moved to dance around the room, Rachel glanced to the side to see Brittany dancing with Santana and she felt a pain in her chest at the sight. 'That was strange… I should be happy for them, this is what I want—' Her thoughts were interrupted as her face was harshly snapped back toward Quinn by the blonde's fingers digging into her jaw.

"Ow." She let out softly as she once again stared into hazel. She saw them soften a little and felt the grip on her chin become considerably less painful. 'Is her thumb stroking along my cheek… what is going on lately? Why does she not want me to look at Brittany?' Just then she understood as Quinn started to sing the next verse staring directly into her eyes.

"So I guess we're back to us, oh cameraman, swing the focus
In case I lost my train of thought, where was it that we last left off?
Oh now I do recall, we were just getting to the part
Where the shock sets in, and the stomach acid finds a new way to make you get sick.
I hope you didn't expect that you'd get all of the attention."

Brittany, was too excited dancing with Santana to focus too much of her attention on the interaction between Quinn and Rachel, but it also seemed to cause her stomach to flip and she knew she would need to ask about it later.

Brown eyes widened staring into hazel as their faces were brought even closer together, her voice was so deep and husky it caused her to shiver and blush a little. Despite the strange desire she found behind the cheerleader's eyes, the words were bitter and full of malice and they caused her to internally cringe. 'She is always so mean to me… Why does she hate me so much… that is not hate though in her eyes it looks like… desire?'

"Now let's not get selfish
Did you really think I'd let you kill this chorus?"

Quinn pulled back after this statement and smirked as she pushed the brunette back in her chair, causing her obvious pain. As Santana once again started singing as she grinded against the taller blonde.

As Santana finished she pulled the blonde close to her pressing their lips together, shocking the entire glee club. Despite all of them knowing of the affair, none of them had actually seen the two girls kiss, usually that was something that they kept on the down low so this was definitely progress for them. Everyone clapped, the clapping dragging Rachel out of her intense stare with Quinn in order to allow her large brown eyes to glance over at the kissing girls in the center of the choir room. She could not explain the hurt that passed through her if asked, but it definitely hurt seeing them kissing and happy.

Suddenly she took in a breath as lips brushed against her ear and a raspy voice whispered against it. The heated breath rushing against her sensitive skin causing her heart to speed up and her body to shake involuntarily. The words quickly sobered her up though making her completely forget any desire toward the cheerleader. "Brittany doesn't want you man-hands. No one would choose you over Santana. Not ever."

Her heart almost broke as she stared up with her mouth falling open, eyebrows knit together as tears threatened her eyes. She felt so unattractive whenever around Quinn, but she felt even more unattractive now. 'That was definitely not desire earlier… neither of them could ever desire me…' She thought before standing to her feet quickly, hands clenched at her sides.

"Rachel are you ready to perform your—"

"It will have to wait until next week Mr. Schue. I am no longer in the mood to show my amazing talent to people who will not appreciate it." With a confident glare in Quinn's direction she jut out her jaw and strut out of the room. Making the perfect dramatic exit as always. Though the moment she made it out of the room tears ran down her cheeks and she felt herself breaking as she made her way to the bathroom.

Brittany pulled away from Santana watching as Rachel made her way out of the room, no longer in the mood to perform Quinn standing with a smirk on her perfect lips. "What happened to Rach?"

"That doesn't matter Britts. I want to be with you, that should be all that matters." She smiled.

"But." She started looking at the choir room door, a frown forming on her lips. "Rachel matters San. She is still my friend."

"God what is wrong with you Britts! Can't you see that she doesn't care about you! She is just using you to make her ugly ass look better in this school!"

"Rach isn't ugly. She is cute." With that Brittany moved out of the Latina's embrace feeling her heart break as she watched tears fill Santana's dark eyes, she did not want to hurt her, but Santana had friends. Rachel appeared to have no one, not even her boyfriend had gotten up to go after her. "I still want to be with you San. I just need to check on her." With that she started out of the choir room in search of the diva.

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Authors Note: If y'all give me some lovin's I promise to try and update fast!

-Tracy Cook