Hey guys! I'm back! lol. I'm updating this story pretty fast because I have most of it written, so updating isn't very difficult.
So, I realized I didn't put in the disclaimer, so I don't own Glee. If I did, it would be vastly different.
so, Enjoy!
I took a second to get my breath back and compare the two forces of nature who were glaring at each other on my porch. Noah, with his dark hair, and gorgeous hazel eyes, staring down the blonde man next to him. Then, I fully shifted my attention to the man I had been trying to forget. Colton looked just about the same since the last time I saw him. Blonde crew cut, piercing green eyes, rippling muscles. I snapped out of it when I heard Santana coming up behind me.
"Colton? What are you doing here? How did you even know I was here?" Colton turned and looked at me, and smiled with the smile I used to never be able to say no to.
"Rae, babe, I told you that there was no where you could go that I wouldn't be able to find you. I made you that promise, and I meant to keep it, so here I am." He just sorta looked at me, and I knew that my eyes were wide, and my mouth was open in shock, but I really couldn't change that. Then I turned to look at Noah, who just looked angrier than I had ever seen anyone.
"Hello Noah." I smiled at him, and he immediately relaxed somewhat. Enough to smile back at me anyway.
"Hey Berry. Thanks for inviting us over." It was only after he had said us that I noticed the rest of the guys behind him looking very much like they were ready to defend their friend should anything go down. Eager to diffuse the tension, I opened my door a little wider, and allowed everyone to come in.
"Please, come on in everyone." I said with my Broadway smile on. I knew that I was gonna have to do something about the fact that Colton was here, but right now I just wanted to get everyone off of my porch and into my house and backyard for the pool party that I really didn't want to have anymore. Santana came up behind me and looked at all the guys.
"I'm gonna steal Rachel away for a minute guys. You all pretty much know the house, and you can show…" she trailed off when she got to addressing Colton, and I jumped in quickly to make introductions.
"Everyone, this is Colton, my…..friend from New York." Everyone had noticed that I hesitated before saying the word friend, but luckily no one said anything. Colton's gaze darkened though and I knew he would have a few choice words for me once he was able to get me alone. Santana and I got into my room, and she sat me on the bed. I could see her lips moving, and I tried to listen, but there was this dull roaring in my ears, and I felt like I was gonna pass out. The next thing I knew, I had a glass of cold water in my hands, and I drank it greedily. I looked up at Santana who simply looked back at me and said
"Spill. Now" I looked at her and was trying to decide if I could trust her with my past, when her face softened.
"Rach, you need to tell someone about that brick wall of man you called your 'friend'. I'm sorry babe, but you didn't seem all that happy to see him, and that 'no matter where you go I'll find you' shit was creepy to the max. We all care about you here, even if you are new around these parts and talk way too much to get a simple point across. I've got your back. So please, trust me enough to tell me." She looked so sincere that I couldn't help but trust her. I nodded, then got comfortable on my bed to tell the story.
"I met Colton when I auditioned for and got the part of Wendla in Spring Awakening on Broadway, six years ago. He had the part of Melchior, and I was instantly captivated by him. I remember the day I met him like it happened yesterday." I forgot that San was in the room, and fell into my memories of that day, six years ago.
"Rachel Berry?" I looked up and had to take a deep breath when I saw who had asked about me. He was gorgeous! Blonde hair that fell into the greenest eyes I had ever seen paired with the lean body of a dancer and the grace of one as well.
"That would depend on who is asking." I said coyly, wondering where the nerve to flirt had come from, but appreciated it none-the-less when he laughed and nodded at me.
"I was curious as to who I would be acting across from in this play, and if I have read my Email correctly, You currently hold the part of Wendla, which would mean that you are my co-star for this one." He smiled at me while I just stared at him. I had to pretend to have sex on stage with HIM? Oh dear god, help me. His smile alone made me pulse with desire.
"You're Colton Johns?" I asked him incredulously. He winked, which didn't help my feelings AT ALL.
"That's me." He smiled again, but before I could say anything, Terry, who was directing the play, came hopping up to us.
"Oh good! You two have already met! I was worried that we would have to take time out of the schedule today in order for you two to get used to each other….." he kept talking but I had tuned him out when he started walking away with Colton.
"He had you captivated from the start, didn't he?" I was snapped back to reality by San asking me a question with a sympathetic look on her face. I nodded.
"Yeah, he really did. And it wasn't two weeks later before he asked me out, and then before I knew it, we were inseparable. I couldn't help but think that maybe this man was what I had been waiting for, and that he understood me. I mean, we were both in show choir in high school, we both took dance classes from the second we started walking, and we had incredible chemistry." I shook my head sadly.
"It wasn't until two years into the relationship that I found out how much of it was a lie. I was a virgin when I had met him, and planned on staying one for a while, and he wasn't happy about that, and before I realized it, we were constantly fighting about it, and how 'I couldn't possibly love him if I couldn't even give him this one little thing'. But it wasn't a little thing. Not to me, anyway." I broke off when I realized I was crying. Santana sat down next to me and put her arms around my shoulder. I steeled myself for the next part of they story.
"After that, I broke up with him, and we were separated for 3 years, and one day he showed up and he was his charming self, and apologizing and saying he would wait for as long as I wanted, and I gave him a second chance. We were together for a year, and he had gone out drinking with some friends, and when he came home, he was so drunk. I was asleep in bed, and I didn't hear him come in. I woke up and he was on top of me." I shuddered at the memory, and heard Santana gasp next to me.
"I tried to push him off, I screamed and kicked, but none of it worked. I couldn't dislodge him from me, and I finally gave up, and laid there till he was done. When he finally finished, he looked at me and said, 'There, that wasn't so difficult was it?' the next day, I was packing to leave him, and he said 'You could go to the other end of the earth and I will find you. You're mine, Rachel Berry, and nothing and no one will change that." I started fully sobbing, and I heard a fight break out in the living room. Santana and I ran into the room to see Sam and Mike holding Noah back, who had a black eye and a busted lip, and Matt and Blaine holding back Colton, who had TWO black eyes and what looked like a broken nose.
"What in the world happened?" I yelled as I ran over to Noah, not noticing the eyebrows that raised all around the room at the fact that I ran to Noah and not Colton. I pulled his chin down towards me and met his gaze.
"Nothing, Berry. Colton over here was voicing some opinions, and I disagreed, that's all." I looked over at Colton skeptically, then turned back to Noah.
"With your fists?" I said incredibly. Noah smirked. I heard Colton mumbling behind me, and I spun to face him with my best glare on, and even Matt and Blaine flinched at the look of pure hate on my face.
"Matt, Blaine. You may release him now." They looked at me for a second longer, then released his arms and stepped over to Noah. Probably to help in case it got out of hand again.
"Colton Johns. We are no longer involved, and you follow me to Texas, show up at my doorstep unannounced and uninvited, and when I am considerate enough to invite you into my house, you pick a fight with one of my friends!" Noah and Santana both smirked at that, considering I had not been shy about my dislike for Noah. Colton started to talk, but I cut him off.
"I'm not finished. I told you very clearly the day I left New York and our life together that I never wanted to see you again. Maybe you mis-interpreted that to mean 'sure, follow me to Texas', but let me make it crystal clear for you. I. HATE. YOU. I have spent the last 6 months trying to get as far away from you as possible, and cut you out of my life. I have friends here who care about me, and I do not need you. So take your sorry ass back to whatever rock you crawled out from under, and GET OUT OF MY LIFE!" Everyone was shocked by the venom dripping from my words, including me. my chest was heaving because of how hard I was breathing, but it just felt so good to vent my anger towards him. Colton looked surprised, but that look quickly melted into anger, and he took a step towards me, but before anything else could happen I found myself behind a wall of muscle. I blinked and it took me a second to realize that Matt, Blaine, Mike, Sam, Noah, and the two other men they had brought with them had formed a wall between me and Colton. I heard Blaine's voice ring out.
"She was quite clear. You may leave now." Colton was shooting glares at all the men between him and me. He finally managed to make eye contact with me, and growled out,
"This isn't over you little bitch." And before anyone could react, he had stormed out of the house. Noah turned to look at me, and I saw his lips move, but I couldn't hear anything he said, and then all I saw was black.