Double Update. You'll learn two things from this chapter. Quinn gets over things easily and Beer + Santana = Bad. Enjoy.
"Dude come on, it's Quinn she hold grudges for all of two seconds. Let's go get her." Puck said practically shoving me inside my apartment building. Rachel giggled and watched in amusement as I shoved Puck back. "What are you two fighting about anyway?"
"I kissed Brittany remember?" I asked him popping him on the head. He winced and tried to jump after me but Rachel grabbed his arm with both of her hands and tried pulling him back. It was a weak yet adorable attempt and it got Puck to hold back. "This is fucked up, I don't want to start anything with her. She seemed really pissed off before…I mean have you seen my face lately?" Puck chuckled and knocked on Quinn's door getting louder as the seconds went by. "Maybe they're not there-." Brittany flung open the door and grinned from ear to ear when she saw us standing there.
"Hey, Britt." I said and she wrapped her arms eagerly around my neck and pulled me in for a tight hug. When she pulled back I could see a little blond lump lying down on the couch. Quinn must be sleeping. "Quinn asleep?" I slipped past Brittany and walked over to my unconscious friend.
"Hi Rachel, you look pretty." I guess I didn't even have to ask Brittany if she was high or low today because it was damn obvious. I kneeled down so that I was at eye level with Quinn and I watched her for a second. She looked beautiful even when she was asleep. Her features were so soft and innocent I almost didn't want to wake her up. I gently pushed a few stray strands of hair behind her ear but then I noticed something. The room was completely silent. I looked up and saw that Rachel, Puck and Brittany were all watching me. I blushed and cleared my throat before I shook Quinn's shoulder.
"Wake up Fabray." I said and she quickly shot her eyes open and swung her legs over the couch. She was standing in no time so I stood up too.
"What are you doing here?" She asked me in a groggy voice. "What are you all doing here?" She asked before wiping her eyes and looking over at the others.
"Come on Q, let's get out of here. We can go back to my place and get drunk or whatever…and you'd better get over your shit with my little Latina. We all know you want to fuck her so seriously, stop being a bitch." Quinn smirked and so did I. She looked at me and playfully pushed me down on the couch. She leaned down so that her lips were just grazing my ear.
"Don't fuck up again." She said before she looked me intensely in the eyes. "Don't get any ideas either." I watched her walk back to her room, defiantly getting the full sight. I knew she wanted me to watch her backside otherwise she wouldn't have been swaying her hips so much. Quinn changed her clothes quickly and we all decided that we would actually head over to Puck's house.
When we arrived, Puck ushered us all into the basement. He still had vodka and beer out from the other night and I didn't hesitate to grab a beer. Rachel shook her head when I offered her one and I shrugged and plopped down on the couch. "Let's watch a movie!" Brittany exclaimed forcing Puck to turn on the TV and the DVD player. Brittany picked Beauty and the Beast to watch and I rolled my eyes at the girl's childlike qualities.
Puck turned off the lights and took the side couch with Brittany while I sat in between Quinn and Rachel. I was now on my fourth beer and Quinn was on her first shot. "I love this movie." Rachel whispered and I smiled along with Quinn.
"It's classic romance Disney style; I figured this would be your type of film." I told her before taking another sip of my beer. I was a little buzzed which was why when Quinn placed her hand on my upper thigh I wasn't exactly fazed. "Quinn what are you doing?" I whispered to her as she began moving her hand up even higher.
"I missed you." She said before she nibbled down on my ear and began sucking on my neck. I glanced over at Rachel and she was only paying attention to the movie. I leaned over and pressed my lips lightly against hers before I pulled back. Quinn's hand was now under my shirt massaging my abs. "Have you been working out for me?" Rachel turned her head and glanced down at where Quinn's hand was and she looked away quickly. Shit.
"Quinn stop." I said pulling her hand out from under my shirt. I stood up and walked over to grab the bottle of vodka.
"Hey where ya goin?" Puck asked when he saw me heading for the steps.
"Clear my head." I told him before I walked up stairs and out on his porch. I tilted my head back and downed at least one forth of the bottle in one swallow. I leaned back against Puck's porch railing. I thought about heading back home that I was feeling a little strange and drunk. Mostly drunk. I looked up when I heard the rusted floorboards of Puck's porch squeak. Rachel was walking towards me and I scooted over so she had room to lean against the railing too.
"I didn't think it was a good idea to leave you up here alone." Rachel said.
"You were probably right about that." I said before taking another gulp.
"I saw you and Quinn down there." She said looking down at the ground. "I don't understand what's going on between you two." I shrugged and took another gulp of the vodka. I looked over at Rachel and noticed that she was only wearing a tank top now. She must have taken off the other shirt because it was too hot downstairs. Her body was not bad to look at, I could get used to seeing her exactly like this. I liked my lips instinctively and leaned in for a kiss. She let me kiss her but she didn't kiss back. I didn't know if she was just shocked or scared. I bent down to place the vodka bottle down on the ground. I hooked my fingers into Rachel pants' loops and pulled her hips closer to mine. I kissed her again this time more passionately. Jesus those plump lips of hers her thicker than I thought. I deepened the kiss and I was about to travel towards her neck when she began resisting. "Santana, stop…stop." She tried pushing me away but there was no way she was going to get out of this. She wanted me I know she did, and in my state of current drunkenness 'stop' and 'no' were not in my limits of understanding.
"Just let me." I said trying to pull her body closer to mine. Rachel mustered up the strength and pushed me back, smacking me across the face before I could go in and kiss her again. We stood there silent, I wanted to tell her that I was so sorry, that I was too drunk to function but I didn't know how to get the words out. Rachel didn't wait for me to speak instead she ran past me and down the porch steps. I watched her turn the corner still running, and there was only one thing I could do. Chase after her.