Hey all you fan fiction crazies! What's up in your worlds? I wanna know! That sounded a bit creepy... moving on. Wasn't Quinn a bitch to Rachel in Original Song? I forgot to talk about it last chapter. Can't believe we have to wait till April for more glee. I hope you're not mad at me for taking so long, and for the darkness at the end of the chapter. And for the person I chose. So, we'll agree and agree and nothing will be bad. HA! I kid, I kid. Hope you like the chapter. OH! I almost forgot.
DISCLAIMER: There were huge bits of Finchel in season 1 and 2 and sadly more to come. How could I own glee if that is true?
There we go! Now, over to Santana's party.
Rachel looked over the hopeful faces. Why were they so eager?
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It would be weird to sleep in the same bed as Puck, but he had a natural heat that would keep her warm. Plus, he slept shirtless.
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Rachel internally scolded herself and then moved on to Mike.
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She didn't know him that well and though he seemed eager, she assumed it would be kind of awkward to bunk up with someone you barely know. But, he had an ever better chest than Noah (Though his arms didn't compare) and also slept shirtless. The diva didn't bother scolding herself as she moved on to Quinn.
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Quinn? Who had tortured her for years, sending her through a world of torment? The girl who hated her and constantly reminded her of how worthless she was?
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Wait a second! Rachel thought to herself. You were grinding up against her a minute ago like it was the most normal thing in the world! And she stood up for you on Facebook. Probably just because Finn did though.
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Santana? Well, they were friends and she supposed it wouldn't be awkward if they slept in the same bed. Friends did that, right? She wasn't very sure; she had only slept in the same bed with Kurt and Mercedes, and rules were kind of different with them.
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"Uh, Rachel?" Santana's mocking voice pierced Rachel's thoughts.
The diva blushed. How long had she been thinking? She snapped out of her thoughts and looked at the other girls.
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"Uh, I guess Santana." Santana grinned while Puck, Quinn and Mike sighed.
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"Why is it such a big deal?" Rachel asked. Everyone shrugged and Rachel looked back at them all in disbelief. However, just then, Sam (Who no one had noticed leave) came back into the lounge room holding a flowing chocolate fountain.
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"Sick!"
"Awesome."
"Wait, what about Rachel?" Quinn asked. "She's a vegan."
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"Not anymore. Just a vegetarian. It's a long story but the other day I tried making a dairy free soufflé and it failed epicly, so I decided I could take it down a notch." Rachel explained as she grabbed a smore and a marshmallow and dipped it in the fountain.
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"Seriously?" Laughed Santana. "You gave up one up one of your epics for a soufflé?"
Rachel blushed again, after her last one had just faded.
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"Awesome!" Santana laughed as she grabbed a strawberry and covered it in chocolate.
Rachel's blush subsided and she grabbed another marshmallow.
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When they had finished off the fountain and fruit, most of them were still hungry.
"I'll go up to the shops." Rachel offered.
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"You can't go. It's too dangerous." Mike said. Everyone looked at him strangely, wondering why he was so protective over Rachel. "Because you might try to run away. That's the danger."
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Everyone accepted this and moved on. "I'll go instead." Puck offered. Rachel sighed. She had planned to escape but Mike and his elephant memory had ruined any chance of that.
Puck came back ten minutes later with three plastic bags.
"You owe me twenty bucks, Satan." Puck muttered as he set down the bags on the couch.
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"You still owe me from the time I stripped." Santana reminded the mohawked boy.
"Ew, San! I'm quickly loosing my inch of respect for you." Rachel made a face.
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"Honestly, what is with you? One minute you're nice and the next you're mean." Puck shook his head.
"I think it's hot." Santana commented.
"You think everything's hot." Quinn rolled her eye as she scooped out ice cream into bowls for chocolate sundaes.
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"Ooh, I'll have M'n'M's in mine." Rachel grinned.
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"For someone who eats so much, you're too skinny." Santana commented, slapping Rachel's thigh.
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The brunette diva jumped up as quick as lightning and grabbed Santana's arm, twisting it behind Santana's back. It was a reflex. A very, painful reflex. Santana shrieked and turned to Rachel, who had suddenly disappeared.
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Quinn looked around, took in what had just happened and shrieked too.
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Meanwhile, Puck was going after Rachel. He searched through all the rooms until he heard gasping coming from one of the closets. He opened the door and closed it quickly when he saw Rachel.
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She wasn't crying like he would have thought. She cried all the time. No, Rachel Berry was on the floor of Santana Lopez's closet with her eyes squeezed shut, wheezing instead of breathing, holding her chest tightly.
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"Rache!" Puck exclaimed, kneeling down to examine Rachel.
Rachel opened her eyes.
"Puck." She wheezed. "What are you doing here?"
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"Shut up. Breathe." Puck rubbed Rachel's back and softly massaged her throat. Rachel calmed down a bit and rested her head in between her legs.
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"What got you like this? Why did you attack Santana?"
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Rachel's head snapped up.
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Downstairs, Finn was consoling a freaked out Quinn (Who quite frankly would prefer being consoled by Rachel).
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"San, are you okay?" Brittany whispered.
"I just want to find out what's with Rachel. But damn, my arm hurts."
"I'm sure she could have hurt you more." Quinn said rudely. Santana looked back at icily.
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"I'm going to go and find Rachel." The Latina stood up and raced upstairs before anyone could stop her.
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She searched just as Puck had. Unlike Puck, Santana was about to give up, when she heard Puck saying very loudly "Shut up." And then something else. She followed the voices to her upstairs closet.
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Santana opened the closet door to see Rachel's head snapping up to glare at Puck. Hearing the door creak, Rachel and Puck turned to see who had opened the door.
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"What's going on here?"
"Nothing." Rachel sighed wearily.
"Rachel was about to tell me why she attacked you and then you came in!" Puck hissed. Rachel smacked him.
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"I wasn't going to tell you. And I didn't attack Santana. I just freaked out and my self defence training kicked in. I apologise." Rachel sighed again and tried to stand up. Puck held her down, causing her to pinch him hard. He shrieked in a very high voice.
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Santana smirked for a split second before turning back to Rachel.
"This wouldn't have anything to do with not wanting to come to this sleepover?"
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"Do you really want to know?" Rachel gave the iciest look she could, hoping Puck and Santana would leave her alone. But they both nodded, trying not to look into the diva's eyes.
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"Fine. But you can't interrupt me." Rachel sighed. She didn't like to go back on her word.
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"When I was 14, I was invited to my first big sleepover. I didn't realise there were high school seniors there, but I didn't really mind. I'd never met any before, so it was kind of exciting. I got to the party and it was normal at first, but then the seniors got there. They brought beer and everyone got drunk. All my friends, yes I had friends, were drunk. I was the only one who wasn't. We were all sharing a big mattress and I was next to one of the seniors." Puck sucked in a breath but Rachel ignored him to continue.
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"He was really drunk, but I kind of had a crush on him, so I talked to him the whole night. When we got into bed, he kept getting closer and I kept moving away. He got more annoyed by the second, so he pulled me closer. I tried to get away but he was too strong. I tried to scream but he put a hand over my mouth. He kissed me a few times. I don't know what he was going to do – I don't like to think about it – but I kicked him in the shin and ran away before he could do anything else."
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"Who the hell is he?" Puck grunted from behind his clenched teeth.
"I don't know." Rachel said honestly. "But can we just stop talking about it?"
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Rachel got up before they could answer. Puck grabbed her arm.
"Are you kidding me?"
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Rachel shook off Puck's arm. "No." Rachel ran down the stairs and began walking home.
"Stupid really. I shouldn't be walking home alone." Rachel said to herself.
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"Oh come on. Being smart is never fun." Chuckled a voice from behind the brunette. Rachel turned around and gasped.
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"Oh my god."
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OMG! So not comedy. Who is the chuckling voice who sounds creepy? Did you guys guess who Rachel would choose and/or why Rachel was scared of sleepovers? Plenty of questions to answer Let me know in the reviews. R&R = love!