Let's all have a laugh at the one review I received after the last chapter :)

You can't take me seriously because I haven't made an account? Make Finn the
asshole (who tbf has been an asshole), but make the show rapist a nice guy.
Fictional stories do not exist in a vacuum. Fiction exists in the real world
and affects the world we live in. I bet you just love ships where girls get
raped by the guy. You're a disgusting human. You could have at least made the
baby father Sam. A nice person who pretty much has said one bad thing. You are
a rape supporter and why nobody takes the crime seriously. Turning canon
rapists into better characters for the sake of plot, is belittling what
happened to her character in the show. I hope you get educated.

Yes, I'm aware that you'll just continue to spam my reviews, as you did with chapter 6 (I believe you sent me 5 of them, calling me a joke and supporting rape). I felt like sharing this one with everybody. I hate to tell you... nothing exists in a vacuum. Story or not. Fictional stories are there to paint a portrait about how the author wishes things to be portrayed. If I followed the story of the show perfectly, Quinn would not have her baby, and her and Rachel would not be getting together in this story. Quinn wouldn't be working in a little cafe, nor having her own apartment in Lima, Ohio. Just saying.

Thank you for continuing my entertainment with this story :) Regardless of what you think, I WILL continue this story and The First 24 how I want. Puck will continue to be a good guy in this story, and Quinn will keep her baby in the other story. As I've told you before, don't read them if you don't like them.

For those who love this story, thank you for your amazing support and the say you've been spamming that review button! I was so shocked to see I'm almost at 80 reviews for just 6 chapters. I can't wait to see what it'll get up to after this chapter!

Help Me Help You
Chapter 7

Quinn Fabray had always been a master at hiding secrets. Especially about herself. When she'd discovered she was pregnant, she was able to hide the truth from Finn for nearly two months. Finally, her guilty conscious had gotten the better of her, and she told him over dinner one night. Her lie, had led to the inevitable downward spiral of her sophomore year. She'd lost her family and a majority of the people whom she'd once considered her friends.

This secret, though, was different. It wouldn't hurt anybody by simply keeping her feelings to herself.

It had been two days since her revelation with Brittany over Rachel. Even though she now knew that Rachel was bisexual, she couldn't make any moves on her. The brunette had just broken up with her boyfriend, and was vulnerable. It wouldn't be right to pursue anything. No matter how much she suddenly felt like she wanted to.

She wouldn't risk their friendship anyway. Being near Rachel as her friend was better than not being around her at all.

"Quinn," Rachel called out to her in the hallway.

They were between third and fourth period. Next, and finally class of the day, Glee. It was a class where, the day before, Finn had not shown up. Not like either of them really minded, though.

"Hey Rach." Quinn smiled down at her friend, slowing her pace to match that of Rachel's.

Just as Rachel opened her mouth to say something else, they both felt the very painful, very familiar sting of slushie to their faces.

"Dykes!" It was soon followed by the sound of laughter and a high-five.

Quinn, though, had recognized one of the voices before she even cleared the icy syrup from her eyes. Finn. "You're dead Hudson." She dropped her books to the floor before the liquid from her eyes. Without a second thought, she started to storm off after him.

"What are you gonna do Quinn?" That same smirk he always sported, came to his lips.

She snarled as she came toe to toe with him. "This." Her knee quickly came up to meet his groin. A triumphant smirk overtook her face as he fell to the ground, hands covering his crotch. "Jerk," she spat at him.

Rachel had cleaned the slushie from her eyes and watched the whole exchange in shock. Finn had never protected her like that she she'd been on the receiving end of a slushie. Though, she didn't support violence in the least, watching Quinn protect her, felt right.

"You okay?" Quinn reached out to pluck a few pieces of ice from Rachel's hair.

She found herself fighting off the urge to lean into her hand. "Yes Quinn, I'm just fine." She looked past her to see him just starting to stand up. "Let's go get cleaned up for Glee." Rachel shook her head at Finn before starting to follow Quinn into the nearest bathroom to wash the slushie off.

"What the hell happened to you two?" Santana stood up to get a better look at her two friends once they entered the choir room. Quinn's shirt had an obvious red tint to it, even her hair was slightly pink from the syrup. Rachel's shirt, which was originally yellow, now appeared to be a blue-green mixture.

"Ask Finn."

"Imma kill him." Before Santana could go after the boy, Brittany pulled her back down to her seat. "Let me go Britt."

"I don't want you to get in trouble."

Rachel and Quinn ignored the looks they received, as well as the whispers they heard as they took two of the seats near Brittany, Santana, and Puck.

"Mr. Schue," Finn stood up as soon as the teacher entered the room, late as always. "I have a song I'd like to sing today."

The teacher seemed a little taken aback by the sudden request to sing. "Alright Finn." He placed his papers on the piano before sitting off to the side.

"This is a song for Rachel." He glared at her momentarily.

"Great, another ballad." Mercedes grumbled near the back of the room.

Finn only laughed at her. "Not even close."

When the first few chords of the song started from the band, Quinn recognized the song. It took all she had not to spring up and beat him senseless.

Beauty over wisdom to fit in with their styles
Your Cinderella story's for a price
Vanity's a business built to please the unique
Silicone and stars collide, the rest will fall in line

Just as beautiful as you are
It's so pitiful what you are
You should have seen this coming all along

Visually you're stimulating to my eyes
Your Cinderella syndrome's full of lies
Your insecurities are concealed by your pride
Pretty soon your ego will kill what's left inside

Just as beautiful as you are
It's so pitiful what you are
You should have seen this coming all along

It's so pitiful what you are
As beautiful as you are
You should have seen this coming all along

You're everything that's so typical
Maybe you're alone for a reason
You're the reason

It's so pitiful what you are
You should have seen this coming all along

Just as beautiful as you are
It's so pitiful what you are
You should have seen this coming all along

It's so pitiful what you are
As beautiful as you are
You should have seen this coming all along

"Good job Finn." Mr. Schuester was the only one to start clapping. Everybody else in the room, just shifted their gaze uncomfortably from Rachel to Finn. Except for Quinn, and Santana, who were both seething.

"What the actual fuck?" Santana ignored the way Mr. Schuester was scolding her for her language. "She broke up with you. That doesn't give you the right to slushie her. You're the dumbass that should have seen it coming with how you treated her like shit. You're nothing but a big baby who's crying over losing his favorite toy." The Latina folded her arms over her chest, throwing a devil's stare in his direction.

"She deserved that slushie today."

"What about Quinn? She didn't do anything, why'd she get one too?"

"I don't need to answer to you Satan. Rachel's the one who broke my heart. She should have seen that slushie coming."

"You used her." Quinn finally looked up at him, halfway through the song, Rachel had grabbed her hand. Quinn was hurting just as much as Rachel was at that moment. "You treated her horribly, made her feel like shit, and used her."

"She'd be nothing if it wasn't for me."

"Wow…" It was Tina to finally speak up. "She may annoy all of us, but she's got feelings too Finn."

"What about me? Doesn't anybody care what I'm going through right now?" He threw his hands up, anger starting to take over.

"Not really. This is just you searching for attention." Santana smirked at him. She could tell he was getting angry.

"Guys, lay off." Mr. Shuester stood up and placed a comforting hand on the tall boy's shoulder.

Santana and Quinn rolled their eyes at exactly the same time. "Of course you're standing up for him. He's a perfect little angel. Nobody ever sees all the horrible things he does. Like, for perfect example…" Quinn motioned down to her own stained clothing. "You and everybody else in this place turns a blind eye to this sad excuse for a young man who obviously has separation and anger issues."

"What is your problem Fabray? Are you just upset that nobody wants you because of that bastard child of yours."

Quinn visibly flinched. The moment Finn finished his sentence, though, Puck and Santana were heading toward him.

Mr. Schuester stood in between his golden boy and the two raging students to try to prevent the fight from even starting. "Why don't we all just calm down. Finn, you've said your peace. Quinn, you've said yours. Just let it go now."

The blonde mother closed her eyes to calm down. Once she realized it wasn't helping, she retracted her hand from Rachel's and stood to leave the room. "There you go Quinn, run away like you always do." Finn called out after her, but she was already out the door.

She knew she shouldn't listen to him. But how can she not when his words were true. Who would want an 18 year old who had a nearly two year old daughter? A stray tear slid down her cheek as her feet carried her across the parking lot as quickly as they could. Once Quinn was safely in her car, she lost control of her emotions. She was crying over something that her ex-boyfriend said to her. Usually, she wasn't so emotional over things people said to her. Her skin became thick during the non-stop insults she endured during her pregnancy.

Quinn cursed her emotions as she started her engine to go home. Work that evening was going to be interesting. Especially if she was unable to curb her thoughts.

Two more days had passed. Rachel started dreading going into school. She no longer felt safe being around just Quinn, as Quinn had also become a daily slushie victim. The only time they were safe, was when Santana was nearby to scare off any potential slushie wielders.

She took a deep breath. Having an innate ability to sense someone near her, often helped her prepare for incoming slughies. Her sense was proving useful when she felt a presence behind her.

"At least allow me to place my books in my locker so they won't be damaged…" She dared to glance over her shoulder, her body instantly tensing when her eyes fell on Finn. "And what can I help you with, Finn?"

"When are you going to knock this off and get back with me? I miss you."

"Yes, of course you miss me. That's exactly why you have slushies thrown in mine and Quinn's faces every day." She rolled her eyes at him. Seeing him was not something she wanted to start her day with.

"You can't blame me for that Rachel. I do have a reputation to uphold here. I can't just look like a loser because you broke up with me." Finn leaned against the locker beside Rachel.

"Always worried about your own popularity. But tell me something Finn," she closed her locker door before looking up at him, "are you happy? Figure that one out, then come back to talk to me." She quickly walked away from him. Rachel hated the fact that she cringed every time she saw Finn. Ever since he had grabbed her, she felt uncomfortable around him. Honestly, she feared that he would do more to hurt her.

Rachel shook the thoughts from her head as she entered her first class. The day had already started off badly, but at least she hadn't been slushied first thing in the morning as she had been over the past several days. A smile broke out on her face when she spotted Quinn already sitting at their shared table.

"Morning Rach." Quinn smiled up at her when she sat down beside her. "It's nice to not have any slushies thrown on us for once." She laughed softly at herself.

Rachel returned the smile before looking down at her belongings and opening up her binder. "I ran into Finn this morning." She didn't look up from her binder as she pulled out her homework from the night before.

Quinn cringed at the mere sound of the boy's name. She glanced at her friend, making sure there was no sign of slushie on her. Once she was satisfied that there wasn't, she decided to speak. "What did he want?" Quinn was almost afraid to ask.

Rachel laughed softly. "He wanted to know how long I'd keep this up before getting back with him." Quinn snorted out her own bit of laughter. "He really thinks that I'll give him another chance after everything that's happened."

"Well… it wouldn't be the first time you've just forgiven him to take him back."

Rachel sighed. She knew she'd made mistakes numerous times when it came to Finn. She'd always been so terrified of being alone that she let him do anything he wanted and she'd just take him back without a second thought. Things were different now, though. One glance at Quinn told her things were different. She wasn't going to be alone. Rachel smiled softly at the blonde, the smile growing when Quinn blushed. "I'm done with him. You and Santana are right. He is nothing but a big child."

"I'm glad you finally see what we see. I told you, you wouldn't see it until you broke up with him."

The way Quinn smiled at her caused her heart to flutter. Rachel took another moment to take in Quinn's appearance. She'd be stupid if she couldn't admit that Quinn was absolutely gorgeous. She's always been able to admit that. But, with Santana's words playing in her head, she felt as though she was seeing Quinn in a whole new light.

But, she couldn't risk her friendship with Quinn to even try anything. She refused to lose a friend over feelings she wasn't even sure were legitimate.

"Yo Berry, wait up!" Santana called out after Glee had finished. She glared at Quinn long enough to cause the blonde to roll her eyes and leave the pair alone. "Walk with me for a minute."

The diva eyed her friend suspiciously before starting to walk beside her, "how may I help you Santana?"

"I see the way you look at Q. When are you gonna do something about it?"

Rachel quickly blushed. "I don't know what you're talking about."

Santana sighed. "Why does everybody play dumb with me? I'm not blind. You should totally give it a shot."

"I'm not going to try to get with Quinn just because you think we should."

"Sill Rachel. Quinn wants you too."

The diva shook her head as the pair exited through the front door and started to make their way toward the parking lot. "I refuse to risk my friendship with her because of something that you think."

A huge smirk came to Santana's face. "Thank you for just admitting that you want her." She cracked up laughing when Rachel grumbled, obviously frustrated at her. "See Berry, whether you like it or not, I'm always right. I was right about you liking her, why are you so afraid that I might just be right about her liking you." Santana threw a finger up to stop Rachel from starting to talk. "B and I have been her friends for years. The way she is with you is totally different than how she is with us. She cuddles with you, invites you over all the time, takes slushies for you. Don't be stupid Rachel. It's all right there. Just open your eyes to see it."

Rachel stayed silent for a moment as she looked over to where Quinn was parked. After the blonde tossed her bag into the back seat, she spotted Rachel looking and waved with a huge smile on her face. "What if you're wrong Santana?"

"When's the last time I've been wrong?" Santana challenged without missing a beat. "You're staying with her tonight, right?" Rachel nodded. "I say you flirt with her, see how she reacts." Santana wiggled her eyebrows suggestively. "Maybe you can get freaky with Fabray."

"Santana!"

"Oh, like you haven't thought about it." Rachel remained silent, glaring at the Latina in the process, "Fine, but you should give it a show. You and Quinn make each other happy. I've never seen Quinn as happy as she is whenever she's around you. I've learned from my time with Brittany, that you can't live life just wondering what could be. Take risks. Isn't that what Rachel Berry is all about? Striving for what she wants in life?"

Rachel looked back at Santana. "I don't even know what I want right now Santana…"

The Cheerio smiled at her friend before she spotted Quinn pulling toward them. "I think we both know what you want Rachel." She backed away from her as Quinn stopped beside them. "Bye lovies!" she winked at Quinn before turning to leave them.

"Dare I ask what she wanted?"

"Just to talk." Rachel placed her hands on the frame of Quinn's window to lean down some. "Are you on your way to get Beth?"

"Yea, so I'll be home in about an hour or so."

"Alright, I'll see you then." She smiled down at the blonde before standing upright again to go to her own car.

Having an hour or so to herself, gave her plenty of time to figure things out in her own head. She hated the possibility that Santana could be right. It was almost tempting to Rachel to actually listen to her fiery friend. Flirt with Quinn. The thought alone felt strange and yet, very welcoming to Rachel. To her, it seemed like something that wouldn't even be hard for her to do.

What scared her, though, was how Quinn would react…

Song Finn sang is 'Beautiful' by 10 Years. I was listening to music on my phone one night and heard this song, and all I could think was "This is perfect!" It's perfect for Finn to blame Rachel for everything happening to her, saying it's her own fault.

Let me know what you think. Ideas are welcome, since I'm no longer ahead on anything. I literally just finished this chapter about twenty minutes ago, so I'll apologize for mistakes.

EDIT! I'm looking for a song that Rachel can sing in the next chapter while driving. Something about being free and seeing new things in her life or something. I'm searching now for a good song, but it tends to take me forever. So PLEASE give me some suggestions! If I pick your song, I'll give you full credit for it!