Hey guys! Sorry for the almost two month hiatus. I've been really busy but that should be no excuse for my lack of writing of my down time. I hate that I took so long to update. Sorry again and hope you enjoy this chapter. I wrote this chapter then wrote a shorter one that will be updated later today.

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee, any songs, settings or characters except Charlie, Taylor and future character (if any.)

Rachel POV:

I sluggishly walked into school too tired to pay attention to the stares, hush whispers and guys occasionally cruelly making vulgar remarks.

Lima loser!

I bet she has all kinds of diseases.

Whore!

Hey baby! How much?

I didn't care though. I was ruined. My reputation was forever tarnished in this town even more so I thought before. With tired eyes, I aimed to remember my combination. After the weekend, I lost all focus. I didn't wake up for my daily six a.m. workout. I dressed in sweatpants and one of Finn's oversized sweatshirts.

Before I had the chance to open my locker, a hand slammed right in front of me pushing my locker shut again. I didn't even care enough to look at the person.

"Hey tramp! How are you doing?" one of the cheerios spat at me while throwing a slushie at me.

"Slut!" another one yelled. I still didn't look up at them or moved.

"Never thought you would be the type to sext. I guess what people say about the quite ones are true," Taylor trilled. I felt the slushie slowly move down my back and in my shirt. It slowly dripped down my hair making me shiver with the slightest of touch but I refused to move. I opted to wait for Taylor and the rest of the cheerios to finish humiliating me because if I didn't the punishment would've been much worse.

When they finally walked away, I headed straight to the bathroom. I stared at the reflection as someone walked in. Before I could see who it was, I ran into one of the stalls. A pair of white sneakers came into my view under the stall. "Rachel?" Santana asked concerned.

I kept quite because I didn't want to deal with anyone else. I just hoped that she took my silence as a plead to leave. "Come on I know you're in there. I see your tacky shoes from here."

I heavily sighed and opened the door. Her face carried one of sympathy; one I never thought I would see. Without talking, she grabbed my hand and led me to the sink. She started cleaning the slushie off while I stood there shocked that she was actually helping me. "Stop staring Berry you're freaking me out," Santana said with a hint of humor.

I blinked a few times before speaking. "I…I'm sorry it's just unexpected for you to aid me."

She gave a sad smile. "Look Be…er…Rachel. I know we haven't been friends."

"That's an understatement," I unconsciously murmured. I quickly glance at her, blushing at my remark.

She rolled her eyes but kept the smile on her face. "Yeah yeah yeah I know that I've been a major bully in your life BUT I want that to change."

My eyes widened from her announcement. "Wh…what?"

"I know that it was Taylor who sold you out at my party by texting everyone that obvious photo shopped photo, which by the way I had nothing to do with that. I just know that if I had a secret that got out and used against me or was falsely ridiculed for a photo like you were, I wouldn't have the guts to come back to this school and you did. I respect that."

I eyed her suspiciously then nodded my head in understanding. "Thanks."

"No es importante," she smiled, fixed my hair, took out clothes from her cheerios bag and pushed me into one of the stalls. "Hurry up or we're going to be late for history."

I smiled briefly because I gained an unlikely new alliance but frowned thinking about going back out there and facing the entire school.

Charlie POV:

After chemistry class, I spotted Taylor admiring herself in her tiny mirror by her locker. I quickly walked up to her, fuming at the stunt she pulled at Santana's party. "What the hell Taylor!"

She shifted her attention to me for a second before returning her attention back to herself as if I didn't say anything. "What are you going on about this time Charlotte?"

I pulled her tiny mirror from her hand and threw it to the ground. "You know damn well what I'm talking about. If you're so dense let me refresh your memory. Santana's party and you telling most of the school about Rach!"

She huffed while crossing her arms, standing her full height. "Well if you haven't broke your promise then Rachel's wouldn't of been a vicitum."

I shook my head. "Are you serious? For your information I tried to stay away from Sam but HE kept coming to ME. It's not my fault Taylor that he has no interest in you. Do everyone a favor, stop being such a bitch and trying to make everyone miserable just because you are."

She rolled her eyes then smirked, which kind of surprised me. "You're such a drama queen. Listen and listen well, you are going to keep avoiding Sam because if you don't poor Santana will have to pay the consequences."

"What are you talking about?" I asked recoiling from my stance.

She played with her nails. "Tsk tsk. Did you really think I would just stop at Rachel? Please she was just a warning sweetie."

I sighed in defeat and nodded. She smirked. "Good girl. Now I have to go but I'll see you at practice." She blew a kiss then walked away. I held my head high and withheld the tears threatening to fall.

Taylor could win all the battles in the world but I refuse to let her believe she has complete power over me by seeing me fall apart.

Santana POV:

Everyone parted for me when I walked into the cafeteria. I directly went to the lunch line where Charlie was deciding what to eat. I cut the line giving my bitch in charge look to the people behind me, no one would dare confront me or I would ends them. "Having a hard time deciding?"

"No not really just thinking," she said still staring at the cheeseburgers.

I placed a hand on her shoulder. "You might want to stop thinking and just get your lunch because you're going to have a lot of angry people waiting on line," I joked.

She smiled sadly before grabbing her food and moving down the line. "Sorry I've just been…out of it. No big deal though."

"Is this about Taylor and her blackmailing you?"

Her head snapped to me with wide eyes. "How do you know about that?"

I shrugged. "I overheard you and Taylor in the hall earlier today." I crossed my arms. "You can't let Taylor control you like that Char."

We both sat down at our regular table. She looked around nervously. Probably looking around to see if anyone was coming yet but no one was around which was weird. She leaned over the table. "If you heard us then you know why I have to stand down."

I leaned on my hand. "Stop sulking," she added.

"I'm not sulking just thinking," I retorted.

She smiled to which I smiled back. "Stop thinking about it because there's nothing we can do about it."

I rolled my eyes. "That's bullshit. I won't and can't just let her get away with this Charlie." I placed a hand over hers. "You are a great friend you know that? I don't know anyone who would've sacrifice anything to keep Rachel or me safe from public humiliation," I said seriously.

She gave a little smile then nodded.

If Charlie could sacrifice everything for her friends then I guess I know what I have to do.

Glee!

"Wheels!" I yelled down the hall. Artie looked up from his locker with panic across his face. "Relax I'm here to terrorize you. I need your help," I said leaning against the lockers.

He pushed his glasses up. "Okay what can I help you with?"

I cocked my head to the left thinking. "You're part of the geek squad right?"

He raised an eyebrow, not sure of what I'm saying. I sighed. "The AV club genius."

"Oh why yes I so happen to be the president," he stated confidentially.

"Yeah yeah yeah anyway I need you to help me catch a rat," I smirked.

"We have rats in McKinley!"

I grabbed both sides of his wheelchair. "No you dork! Rat meaning someone well not a rat more like a bitch. Can you help me or not?"

He thought for a second then shook his head. "Sorry can't."

I raised my hands up in the air. "Why the hell not!" I yelled.

"Because you aren't the nicest person to me and you're using me for bad things."

I ran a hand through my hair frustrated. "Listen Wheels I'm doing this to one save Rachel's rep and help Charlie who is sacrificing her happiness for us. I need your help so I can get back at Taylor."

He frowned. "Wait what?"

I closed his locker shut and started pushing him to class. "There's no time to explain. All you need to know is that I'm getting back at Taylor for everyone's sake and that I'm turning a new leaf which you are making so fricking hard right now."

Charlie POV:

"Hey Rach wait up!" I yelled after I got out of the last class. She just kept walking, totally ignoring me. I finally caught up to her, grabbing her arm lightly. "Rach why are you ignoring me?"

She turned around not making eye contact with me. "Sorry been busy," she simply said.

I nodded and decided to change the subject. "Okay so anyway are you going to Glee. I could walk with you."

She opened her locker grabbing some books then closed it. She briefly looked at me. "No sorry."

I looked at her confused. "No you don't feel like going to the meeting today?" I cautiously asked.

She looked down tears spilling freely down her face. "No," she whispered. "Not going back to Glee club ever again." She turned and ran. Too stunned by her decision, I let her go.

Glee!

I started walking to Glee when Sam caught my eye. He seemed to not notice me yet so if I just quickly yet quietly walked by him without being noticed, I would be okay. As I tested my plan, I halted when I felt a hand on my arm. Shutting my eyes tightly hoping it wasn't whom I thought it was, I turned around. Once I opened my eyes, beautiful green ones were boring into mine. "Charlie can we talk?"

I looked around for some sort of distraction. Slightly opening my mouth to reply, he shot me 'the sad desperate look' and I caved nodding my head.

Letting him drag me to the nearest door, he led me to the janitor's closet. He turned the light on and we just stood there awkwardly.

He leaned back on the sink while I was looking anywhere but at him.

"What has been going on lately? First you've been avoiding me. Now I have to deal with a depressed Rachel at home. Somehow you knew something was going to happen because before I went after Rachel and Finn you said sorry what was that about?" He demanded.

I crossed my arms giving him my poker face. "Ok you're acting a little insane right now. I'm not avoiding you I'm here now aren't I? I said sorry because Rachel shouldn't be treated like that. It hurt to see her hurt and it affecting you too."

He walked towards me, staring straight into my eyes. Our faces barely touching that I could feel his breathe on mine. "Look me in the eyes and tell me that I'm wrong for being suspicious and knowing something's wrong."

I hesitated before dropping my head in defeat. "I can't."

He frowned. "Then what is going on? I'm not stupid Charlie and everyone has to stop treating me like I am."

I shook my head in disagreement. "No Sam. Don't ever think you are because you're not. I just can't tell you what's going on but believe me when I say that if I could I would."

"You know what fine. I guess we're done here then," he scoffed, leaving with a disappointed look.

Glee!

"Take a sit Charlie. We're just about to start," Mr. Schue requested when I walked into Glee late.

I sat between Brittney and Santana daring myself to look at Sam, who refused to look my way. Sulking in my sit, whatever Mr. Schue was saying blurred into the background.

"Does anyone know where Rachel is?" Mr. Schue asked, snapping me out of my train of thought.

I looked around to see if anyone knew what I knew but I guess not because they all shook their heads. "It's not like her to miss a meeting," Kurt expressed clearly worried.

"Yeah Kurt's right. I'm starting to get worried because she seemed sort of depressed today," Finn stated getting up ready to search for her.

"She's not coming back to Glee," I slowly said, grabbing everyone's attention. "Ever…"

There was a brief moment of silence then total chaos happened. Tina bursted out in tears with Mike trying to calm her down, Santana started cussing in Spanish with crossed arms, Kurt texting away or talking frantically to Artie, Brittney and Rory, Blaine trying to sooth Kurt, Finn leaning over his seat with a hand to his face and Sam still staring at the front of the room with a stone face.

"We're definitely going to lose now!" Puck screeched.

Mr. Schue quieted down everyone before speaking. "How do you know this Charlie?"

"I saw her after my last class and offered to walk with her here but she told me she wasn't coming back ever."

Sam quickly got out of his chair, making it fall back. "This is all your fault!" he roared, pointing directly at me. "Whatever secret you're keeping ruined Rachel's rep!"

I basically wanted to cry at how this day has gone but I just brushed it off and kept my head high. "Shut up Trouty Mouth. It wasn't Charlie's fault at all. In fact, she's the one protecting us," Santana declared. "All of us!"

Everyone looked at Santana confused but I knew that she knew. Hopefully she wouldn't be stupid enough to say anymore. She looked at me with sympathy. "Sorry Char they have to know."

I held my breath.

Is she really going to put her rep on the line?

I'm so happy Glee is coming back tomorrow. And the fact that it's mainly a Finchel episode just makes my heart burst! Good? Bad? Review please?