A/N: Warning: this chapter is kinda short. By kinda i mean really short. But im sorry it took so long to update. I was grounded for a month. I know, its lame. But i got this on here as soon as i could. Right now im working on chapter 3 and im going to try and make it longer. Or do you like shorter chapters? Let me know in the reviews. I love to hear from you guys. Well i'll let you get to the story now. Byez(:

Rachel shuts the door behind her, doesn't even know if Puck left yet, but several seconds later she hears him shut the door. His faint footsteps out on the side walk, ringing in her ears. He was gone. Her dads were not going to be home till way later. What was she going to do while she waited? All she could think was how could Puck do this to her? Suddenly she had a thought, and grabbed her cell phone off the dresser, in her head, wishing she had it an hour ago. She dialed the number 3, and then punched the call button. She knows she shouldn't have Finn's number on speed dial, but she knew there would be a day when she needed him. She would actually have him as number one, but her two dads take up number one and number two.

"Hello?" a groggy voice answered.

Crap, he must have been asleep, well he's awake now.

"Finn?" Rachel said with slight caution in her voice.

"Rachel? Are you okay? You never call me this late"

"No, I'm not okay. Finn, can you come over? I need someone to talk to and nobody is home." Rachel felt the tears welling up in her eyes, but she blinked them away quickly. She was not going to start crying with Finn on the phone.

"Rachel, it's kind of late and---" he couldn't finish the sentence before she interrupted him.

"Please Finn. I wouldn't ask if it wasn't important. You know that."

Finn heard the urgency in her voice, and he wasn't going to leave her alone. "Okay, let me take a quick shower, and I'll be there shortly after."

Finn jumped into the shower. Rachel just laid on her bed, thinking about what she was going to say to him. She had to tell him something. She couldn't just make him come all the way to her house and not tall him anything.

About thirty minutes later she hears more faint footsteps, truly scared about who it could have been. Forgetting for a second that Finn was on his way, she gets up off her bed and goes to the window to look out the blinds. Of course, it was Finn.

She goes to the door before he even knocks, but his hand was raised like he was just about to. "Oh," Finn said abruptly, and lowered his hand down "hey," was all he could think to say.

"Come on in. My room is that way," Rachel explains pointing towards her bedroom.

Finn doesn't say a word, just walks straight back to her room.

When Finn emerges into Rachel's room, he just goes and plops onto her bed. His eyes wandering around, curious about his surroundings. Her bedroom was exactly how he had pictured it would be, in his head. She sat beside him and then slowly laid her head into his lap, curling her body into a ball in the process. Finn almost began to protest against her but he wanted to comfort her, he wanted to help her. He began to stroke her hair, for the first time that night he finally looked at her. She wasn't her normally neat self. Her hair was matted, her blouse was missing a few buttons, her skin was red, scratched, and splotchy, and she was trembling and shaking uncontrollably. Finn's eyes were in shock as he scrolled over her body again, and again, and again. Taking it all in.

"Rachel," Fin said with all the alarm in his voice that she saw in his eyes as she looked up at him, "what happened?!"

Looking back down, so she didn't have to look in his eyes, went still and muttered barely audible "I was raped."

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