Author's Note: Finn bashing here, like a lot. I think. Warning for Finn's fan. I have nothing against him, but I rather him pair with others because Faberry is forever.

Disclaimer: I own nothing.


Rachel is organizing her books in her locker, her gaze wander at the beautiful Gardenias settling nicely beside. She smiles, letting her mind drift back this morning, where she was surprised when she open her locker only to meet with a full view of white flowers, swooning knowing well who send her these. She was about to reach for the flowers before she was interrupted by her ex-boyfriend (The last person she wants to deal right now).

Rachel huffs in annoyance at how bad his timing can be.

The whole summer she has been in New York made her think, like really thinking. Who cares if her ex-boyfriend dumps her again and again. She had been close to give up her dream just to be with him because nobody wants a loser like her. Who cares if she was a loser in her high school, she will be the first one to get out of that shit town.

It all took was a trip to her dream city to she realize she could do better than that and there are many more wonderful things she could be and do. Rachel decided that once she goes back to McKinley, it's going to be the Rachel Berry that always aims for Broadway and not the old Rachel Berry that wants to be Finn Hudson's wife.

The brunette knows that Finn is trying to get her back, her dads had told her that and she is doing a great job avoiding him for the first few days since school starts.

But, of course, the universe seems to be jealous of her today (she had her suspicions that it might have to do with the flowers inside her locker) that she keeps on seeing Finn's shadow roaming around wherever she goes, it makes her skin crawl and she tries her hardest not to be freaked out by it.

The two cheerios were there to help her and she couldn't be more relieved. She thinks that San and her seem to bond into some kind of 'we-are-not-friend-but-I-still-help-you-if-you-are-in-trouble' friendship.

The Latina directly announced to every student once she steps foot into the hall of McKinley that Rachel Berry is now off limit, who dare disobey will have her to answer to. Unfortunately, the news doesn't spread fast enough as she still gets slushied by two freshman jocks. She didn't let it bother her though, just took out her slushy kit and went to the nearest bathroom to clean herself up.

The next day after Rachel was being slushied, she seems to freeze in place and brace herself when she saw the two same jocks running towards her, stopping just in front of her.

She gave them a puzzled look when she notices they didn't carry any slushie and was about to ask what the two jocks want, only to interrupted by them start pouring apologize over and over again, saying that they didn't know about the news and was just following the school traditional so they could try and impress the cheerios and their seniors.

One of the jocks even beg her to forgive them and the other looks like he was at the edge of crying. She could see the damage done to their faces and felt a pang of sympathy towards them so she told them not to worry and they are forgiven. She can tell that both jocks seem to be relaxed at the answer and the tension is gone. She wonders what will happen to them if she choose not to forgive them, But she won't do that because everyone deserves a second chance.

Now she couldn't wait to go home and spend the evening with her boyfriend. Yes! Her boyfriend! Her sweet, romantic and sexy boyfriend! This is the first time they get to ride home together since her boyfriend was busy with paperworks and footballs and tryouts but it's all over now.

The mere thought of the him makes Rachel's heart flutter, making her heart start to beat one mile an hour. It never failed to amaze her and she wants to squeal, but she refrains herself. She can squeal all she wants later.

Rachel wonders if she is able to invite him to join glee too, so they could spend more time together. She had heard her boyfriend sing before, he sounds good, occasionally sharp, but still good and maybe she could offer him some vocal lesson. Nodding to herself and make a mental note to ask him later.

She went back to her locker, looking for some music sheet when she felt two strong arms wrapped around her waist slowly and gently, pulling her close. She tensed for a moment, but relax when she recognized the voice.

"Hey beautiful." Someone husked beside her ear.

"Hi baby. Are you ready to head home?" She smiled and shivered when she felt kisses around her neck. "Hmm, Quinton."

"Yeah." He grins when he saw the flowers he send her. "Oh hey, look what I found." He nudges his chin towards the locker, "Nice flower you got there, Rach. I'm sure that who send it have must great taste. I mean, it's Gardenia for god sake. That's like your number one most favorite flower."

She follows his gaze before rolling her eyes playfully. "Yes, Quinn. Those flowers are lovely. I appreciate it very much, although boosting your own ego is not necessary. But thank you, it's beautiful."

"Just like you, and anything for the lady." he says charmingly.

Rachel closes her locker before she turns around fully to face the blonde, meeting those beautiful hazel eyes she loves very much.

Quinn gave her a peck on the lip. "I feel bad that I couldn't be with you when you need me because the school kept me busy since the first day and I'm so sorry for that." He confess, looking down like a kicked puppy.

"But you made it up by asking Santana and Brittany, though I must say that I can handle myself pretty well, but it is the thoughts that count." She counter gently.

He lifts an eyebrow. "You know they still do it even without me asking them because they are your friends too, Rach."

Rachel just shook her head, opening her mouth to argue, but Quinn beat her.

"San doesn't admit it out loud, but she really cares for you. Do you know that instead of Britt she was the one that took the initiative of protecting you when I ask?

Rachel couldn't hide her surprise. She thought that Santana was forced by Brittany. She didn't say anything for a few minutes, simply still processing the words about the head cheerios cares for her.

"Really?" She heard what Quinn had said the first time, she just wants to hear it again.

"Yeah, she might give herself an excuse bitching that B couldn't protect you from the bullies or that she don't want B to get hurt, but we all know that's how she rolls." He winks. "Don't tell her that, or she will hunt me down and bury my body behind her backyard."

"Your secret is safe with me." Rachel was smiling now, unfathomably happy. She likes the idea of having new friends.

Quinn place a hand over his chest."My hero princess." He foreign swoon.

She slaps his shoulder playfully, "Dork."

"Your dork." He adds, grinning.

Rachel giggle and leans up her tip toes to wrap her arms around his neck and kiss him chastity. He put his hand at the back of Rachel's neck when she retreats and pull her back for another kiss. He places his other hand around her waist, pulling her close, leaving no space between them, allowing their bodies flush against one another.

When they separate Quinn continue to trail kisses to her jaw, her throat and down her neck. He nib and suck at her pulse point making Rachel let out a soft whimper.

She can feel Quinn's bulge that start to grow rapidly that she had to bite back a moan coming out from her mouth. She looked around and noticed that the hall is mostly empty, saving for a few jocks or cheerios outside the field but she doesn't need to worried about that now.

She let one of her hand to slide down to his waistband and directly cupped the blonde's crotch. Quinn groaned around her shoulder.

Rachel giggled while subtly rubbing his dick. "Is little Q excited to see me?"

"Do you even need to ask that? God, I love it when you wear those knee length socks, always remind me when I fucked you with your sexy long leg wrapped around me." He emphasized by caressing her upper thigh, just a little above her knee length socks. "And don't get me started with those skirt of yours. Just by looking at it makes me so hard that I want to pound my big dick inside your tight little cunt until you scream my name over and over right then and there." He rasped, trying so hard not to grind at her hand.

"Hmm... Keep talking b-baby." Rachel was breathing hard now, little mewling sound coming out from her lips.

When he looked up, the little brunette's cheeks flushed, and sure enough her eyes were almost dark as his.

Rachel bit her lip seductively. Fucking shit, that lip.

Quinn smirked, he knew his little diva gets turned on with dirty talks."Yeah babe? Can't get enough of my dick? You just had one this morning. Me fucking you in your room, at your door. You ask me to fuck you harder while your dads are downstairs making breakfast for you, oblivious to what her daughter doing upstairs." He husked out. "God, I remembered how you just straight up pounced on me when I walked through the fucking door, taking off my pants and down your knee to suck my big dick like the little slut you are, and when I get to cum inside your mouth, you start begging me to fuck your pussy. Just look at you now, panting like some fucking cat in heat. Are you really that desperate for my dick?"

By now Quinn couldn't help by jerking his hip, trying to find some contact and friction.

Rachel nods her head eagerly, she started to rub his dick more firmly to match his grinding, but he held her wrist, stopping any ministration. Rachel whined in protest and started to pout.

He lifts an eyebrow and chuckle breathlessly, trying to calm his hormones. "Not here, babe. Come on, Let's get out of here so I can fuck you properly."

Both of them are so caught up in their own bubble that the blonde didn't notice a big figure looming behind him until he felt someone grab his shoulder and shove him against the lockers.

Rachel gasped and quickly rush toward her boyfriend. "Oh my god, Quinton! Quinn, are you alright?" She cried.

Quinn groans, but quickly reassure his girlfriend. "Yeah I'm fine. Don't worry babe." He just hope that his shoulder doesn't bruise from the impact.

Finn was fuming and pissed when he caught sight of two figures standing near Rachel's locker. But what set him off is the new quarterback standing so close to Rachel's personal space, much to his chagrin.

He can see that the blonde is trying to flirt and manipulative his Rachel. He's going to save her and try harder to make her understand that the both of them are endgame.

"You better stay away from Rachel!" Finn shout trying to approach the blonde again.

Rachel turns around to glare at Finn, one hand on her hip. "What is wrong with you Finn! You could have hurt him!"

"There's nothing wrong with me. There's something wrong with you!" He shot back.

Rachel blinks. She's suddenly looking at him like he grew a second head. "Excuse me?" She replied coldly.

"You heard me Rachel, you don't even know him! Do you know he's here to steal my spot and now he's trying to steal you from me! My girlfriend!" Finn shout.

"I am not your girlfriend! You broke up with me, might I remind you!" Rachel exclaim exasperated. She didn't even know why she used to date him.

"Come on Rachel, we're mean to be. Stop playing hard to get. You know I will always forgive you." Finn says, trying to put up his best puppy eyes.

Oh, right, that puppy eyes, I'm such an idiot. Rachel rolled her eyes internally. Now that she thought back, it's not worth it and she can only blame herself for being blind all this time.

Finn heard Quinn snorted and he glares at him. "What the hell is your problem!"

"Your face is my problem, moron." The blonde bites, shrugging like he did not just insult him.

"Shut up! Once I'm done with you Rachel will be coming back to me." He state confidently.

Quinn raised an eyebrow in disbelief, "Wow, are you even hearing yourself? Such confident, much wow. I cannot believe you just said that. You deserve an applause." He claps his hand mockingly. "By the way, were you dropped on your head as a baby? You might want to check that up because what you said is damn pure stupid." He suggests kindly, smirking at Finn's red face. God, I'm enjoying this way too much.

Rachel shoots her boyfriend a glance hoping he'll stop making thing worse than it already is and said boyfriend snap his mouth shut immediately holding one of his hand up defensively, the other rubbing his sore shoulder.

Quinn only back down because he trusts Rachel enough to let her fight her own battles, since she was more than capable. Plus, this is between her and that idiot, but that doesn't mean he shouldn't look out for his girlfriend. He's ready to interfere if things get ugly.

Rachel seems satisfied with it and face Finn again. "Not everything is all about you Finn and I'm certain that I did nothing that needs your forgiveness. I've moved on, It's time for you too. I'm not going back to you anymore. I'm not that girl anymore." Rachel explained patiently.

Finn had none of it and went to grab Rachel's arm a little too hard, she winced in pain. "Don't joke with me. I know you still love me and I love you too. All you have to do is dump him and we can be together again."

"Finn, I demand you to let go. You're starting to hurt me." She says, struggling to pry his paw off her to no avail.

"Tell me you're going to dump him!" He yelled directly at her face and she whimpered.

"You better do as I said or else-" Anything that he's trying to threaten the diva seems to cut off from the blown he suddenly received.

The next thing he knew, he was on the ground clutching his now bleeding nose. "What the fuck!?"

Quinn's hand hurts like a bitch, and there seem to be a few students passing by was now watching the commotion. Ignoring them, Quinn crouched beside Finn, grabbed his collar and pull him closer invading his personal space. "Yeah, what the fuck." He growls. "If you dare to touch her again, and you will regret it. You do not want to see me angry." His voice low with menacing.

Finn, still holding his bleeding nose just shout right at his face, his saliva splitting everywhere. "You're just some new kid and I am the quarterback, I'm not afraid of you!"

Quinn tries his hardest not to cringe in disgust. Holy hell, I'm so going to wash my face later.

"Stop living in delusion. You call yourself a quarterback, but you acted like a big baby that throw a fit when he doesn't get what he wanted. You're a fucking asshole that never once helped Rachel from the slushies because your fucking popularity is more important than the one you claimed to 'loved'." He snarled, trying to keep his control in check. How dare he yelled and manhandling his girlfriend like that.

"So tell me, Finn," He spat out his name with such venom that he flinched and the blonde gets satisfaction from it. "I'm pretty sure you heard about the rumors, about what happen to the jocks who slushied Rachel." The thoughts that someone hurt his girlfriend makes him angrier and he tighten the grip on Finn's collar making him choke a bit.

Finn doesn't know where this is going so he just nodded slightly. He heard about the gossip alright, about the head cheerios having a 'talk' with them. He doesn't believe any of it, Santana Lopez doesn't give a shit to other people except Brittany Pierce. Plus, there is no way she would help the resident loser.

"Well, that's not a rumor at all you dumbass. San beat the shit out of them for slushing Rachel."

The blonde was there when it happens, just to make sure his best friend could handle herself, because no matter how strong she is, she still a girl and would had a hard time taking down two big size footballer. But she proved him wrong and he couldn't be more proud.

"I know that Rachel does not condone violence, but that's what you get if you tried to hurt her. I don't know you, but If you mess with my girlfriend, you mess with me. If you want to keep that idiot face of yours in one piece I suggest you do what I said. Do we understand each other?" Quinn threatened quietly. His fury cold and calm, just the way he knew would terrify the poor boy.

Finn cow and gulped. Maybe starting a fight with him is not the best idea.

If he give up now, Rachel will thinks he's a coward. He shook his head, screw what Rachel thinks. He'll just wait for another time to explain to her and also he doesn't want to make Rachel more angry than she already is so he nodded frantically.

Quinn glared at him a moment longer to make sure his point had gotten across, before slowly and reluctantly let go of him and went to grab his girlfriend hand and tugged her through the double door towards his car leaving Finn behind.


Finn waits until they were out of sight before standing up. The remaining students were chattering and murmuring around and he tries to act like he did not want to piss his pants off a second ago.

"What the fuck are you all looking at! Get lost!" He yells.

Some snicker while some gave him a pity look, but no one listens to him.

He grumbled and storm away, kicking the nearest locker. He continues his way to the nurse's office with one hand clutching his nose, the other trying to smooth the additional pain coming from his foot, all the while hopping his way with his good foot towards the nurse's office like an overweight rabbit, trying hard not to stumble.

By the time he reach the nurse's office, he was panting heavily. His own body alerts him about the fact that he is out of shape but he ignores it. There's no way he's giving up junk food. His body will have to deal with it.

The school nurse is nowhere to be found so he finds the nearest chair and slouches down, beside the nurse's desk. He tilted his head back, trying to stop the blood from coming out.

A few minutes later, he wonders if the nurse had gone home while he's here slowly bleeding to death and no one was around to help him.

He swirls the chair around in circles while waiting, only stopping when he feels the world is spinning.

He swirls a few more times before he heard a crack and his ass touch the floors immediately with a loud thump. The now half broken chair sprawl a few feet away from him.

Finn quickly scrambles up and look around the room as if someone is there to witness him on his embarrassing act.

He ignores the poor chair, pretend he didn't not just damage the school property and went to the nearest cabinet, peeping inside. He looks at the medical bottles one by one, nodding like he understand what the labels are saying.

Something catches Finn's eye at the far corner inside the cabinet. He picks one up and inspect, flipping it back and forth. He seemed to debate whether to open it or put it back, but curiosity gets the best out of him so he quickly opens it, while his eyes keep flicking towards to the door, hoping not to get caught.

His face lit up when his hand comes in contact with the soft cotton he's currently holding now, which was immediately placed on his nose to stop the blood flows.

He could faintly hear footstep approaching and not long the door open, at the entrance stood the school nurse. The nurse doesn't speak a word, only regard him with an unreadable expression. Her eyes went to the broken chair, before land on him again, but he notices this time that her eyes were locked to his nose. She might want an explanation. Finn thinks.

"Hey doc'. Sorry about taking your stuff without permission. I mean, I'm kind of bleeding to death and I don't want to die and you were late, so I just went to your cabinet," He motion towards the said cabinet with his free hand, "You need to tell me where I can get those doc', this stuff is quite effective, man. My bleeding stopped." His voice is muffled by the soft cotton.

The nurse close the door behind her slowly, passing the broken chair to her desk and place a folder on it before address him again. "You're right. That thing help stop the flow of blood from going everywhere."

Finn grins, pleased that he got it right.

"But it's only for a certain part, and definitely not for your nose. That thing on your nose is called tampon." She clarified.

"Tampon?" He asks, scrunch his brows, looking constipated more than confuse.

"Yes, a tampon, it is used when a woman is menstruating..." Finn just stares at her. She sighed. "It's mean that it is used when a woman get their period, it stops the blood from getting all over their pants." She deadpan. How can this boy be so stupid, not knowing what a tampon is.

The crease between his eyebrows deepening.

The nurse waits, a second later a look of recognition pass over Finn's face.

He quickly drops the tampon like it just burns him and he jumps away as far as he could. He caught up at his own leg and land on his ass three times today.

He flushed with embarrassment and looked at the offending item in disgust. He unintentionally wipes his face furiously, hitting his nose in the process, causing him to yelp in pain. Fuck! That Fabray doesn't hold back when he punched me! He cursed.

The nurse finds this mildly amused and mildly offend on the behalf of all women at his reaction. He is acting like touching a tampon would scar him permanently. She slowly picks up the soiled tampon delicately with a thumb and a forefinger as she guides it to the dustbin nearby.

Once done, she asks him to move to the bed so she could clean and patch him up.

Nausea fills his guts as he stands, he felt sick, he felt like throwing up, he couldn't believe he just placed that thing on his nose and even inhale from it many times. He wanted to faint, and faint he did, inside the nurse's office, on the nurse's office floor, with the nurse tries her hardest to drag his lifeless body towards the bed impotently.