Here we go guys, sorry for the wait. And all I want to say about the story is that Quinn isn't the one who hit Rachel. That's all I'm saying.
Earlier that day
Quinn was walking down the middle school hallway with her head down, just trying to get to her math class. She wasn't in a very good mood today, in fact it was one of the worst moods she's had in a long time. Her sister had just came home because her dad is sick, not because she missed her. Quinn wasn't going to lie though, she really does miss Brittany and she has so much she wants to tell her but she doesn't know how to. Ever since Brittany has been gone she became more guarded, and didn't share how she felt or what was going on in her life. She just chose not to deal with her emotions, but when Brittany was around, she made Quinn feel safe enough to share her feelings. Now Quinn was just having an internal battle with herself. Talk to Brittany or do what she has been doing for the last couple of years, hide herself from the world.
Quinn and Rachel had an interesting friendship. They didn't really hang out anymore but they had this unbreakable code. They would have each others back, no questions asked. Quinn blamed Santana for the situation they were in while Rachel was mad, just not as much as Quinn is, at Brittany for putting them in their tough situation. But over all the two didn't let anything happen to each other, it a just an unspoken code.
That's why when Quinn rounded the corner and saw a girl, who looked to be in 8th grade, (Quinn and Rachel were only in 5th grade) shove Rachel into the lockers she raced over to her. She pushed Rachel behind her and stood toe to toe with the older red head.
"What's your problem! Leave her a lone!" Quinn said in a low dangerous tone.
"What are you going to do about it Pierce?" she questioned snidely.
"just leave her alone, you don't know who your messing with Holt." Quinn fired back at.
"You mean the raging dyke squad? Where are you dyke sisters to come save you?" She poked Quinn in the chest setting the blonde off into a rage fit.
She slapped Amy Holt hard in the face. Shoving her hard into the lockers. "You leave my sister out of this!" She screamed, hitting the ginger many times before she heard a soft voice behind her.
"Quinn" Rachel called out weakly, "it's okay I'm fine. Just stop, your going to get in trouble again."
Quinn turned sharply towards Rachel, "I'm protecting you!" she yelled at Rach, causing her to jump out of fear. "I'm sorry." She mumbled.
Before things could get out of hand, a large male gym teacher came running to the scene. He looked between the three girls and sighed. This wasn't the first time he broke up one of Quinn's fights. "Pierce I think you know how this is going to end." He helped Rachel off the ground and got a teacher to take Holt to the nurse and walked Quinn to the principles office.
Present time.
Quinn and Brittany where sitting in the living room, Quinn to tired to push her older sister away, rested her head on her shoulder. She was only allowing her this comfort for today, come tomorrow she would avoid her like she had the plague. Britt had an arm wrapped around the smaller blonde, allowing silence to surround them. Out of all honesty she didn't know what caused Quinn to break down like that. She didn't know what was happening in this town anymore.
"I'm sorry about earlier." Quinn mumbled into Britt's shoulder, gripping on to her sweatshirt.
"You don't have anything to be sorry about. It's okay for you to get upset like that. Everyone needs to cry. Your always allowed to cry in front of me Quinnie." She kissed her little sister's forehead. "Do you want to talk about it?"
"No."
"Q…" Brittany sighed out.
"Britt, please?" She pleaded with her big sister. "Mom is already mad at me, she always is. Can we just stay like this for a while. I don't want to deal with anything right now. It's to confusing."
Brittany ran her hand up and down the girl's tense back, trying to give her some comfort. "We don't have to talk about why you hit that girl today. How about we talk about what confuses you?"
Quinn played with the strings on B's hoodie and started to speak softly, "Why is dad so sick?"
"Quinn, people get sick all the time."
"Dad is never sick though." Quinn protested quietly.
Brittany sighed, "I don't really know why dad is sick. People get sick all the time. I don't know why he has cancer. But babe, I know he's going to get better. I just, he has to." Brittany was trying to make her self belief it just as much, but she wasn't so sure herself.
"I hope so too." Quinn burrowed herself deeper in the warmth that was Brittany.
"I know that we've been distant lately, but I still love you so much baby." The older sister kissed the top of her head, trying to show how much she loved her baby sister.
"I know Britt." Quinn just couldn't will herself to say the words that she used to say so openly before.
Rachel was hiding away in her room, trying to put enough space between her and her sister. She didn't want to talk to any one about this. They wouldn't understand what's happening. They are so naïve. They just wouldn't know. Rachel heard a knock on her door and saw her Papi come into her room, San behind him. He took a seat on the foot of the bed while San stood, leaning against the wall.
"San told me she saw a nasty looking bruise on your shoulder." Rachel only nodded, "Can I see it, I just want to make sure your not hurt to badly." That was Dr. Lopez talking, not her Papi.
Rachel nodded her head and moved forward and allowed her dad look at her nasty bruise she got because of Amy Holt. She heard her father gasp, and her adoptive sister curse in Spanish.
"Rae, who did this to you?" Her father asked her, putting the shirt back on properly for his daughter.
"I don't want to talk about it."
"I don't care Rachel." Her dad said firmly, "This is serious, and you will tell me who did this."
Santana watched carefully from her little corner. She knew her father had a temper and sometimes he let it control him. She was there to make sure he wouldn't do anything stupid. Santana was going to make sure he didn't do anything stupid to Rachel.
"No." she mumbled, playing with her hands, not looking at her father.
"This isn't up to you Rachel!" His face growing red with rage, "Someone hurt you and you will tell me who. This needs to be put to an end."
"I don't want to tell you, I don't have to tell you."
Carlos Lopez stood up, "Rachel Barbra Lopez!" He bellowed, "You will tell me now! Your being so disrespectful right now!"
Rachel looked up at her father with doe eyes, she never saw him this mad before. Well she has once or twice but it was never directed towards her. Dr. Lopez knew Rachel didn't do well with loud noises so this just put her over the edge. Her eyes started to well up with tears, she didn't know what to do. She was to scared to talk.
This is where Santana stepped in, "Papi! Don't yell at her!" she put herself in between Rachel and her father, just creating some distance between them. "Your scaring her."
"I'm trying to help her!" He yelled at his oldest.
Rachel's tears had now turned into sobs, she didn't want to cry but she was so afraid. It reminded her of her school bullies and all the terrible situations she has been in recently. She thought her home was a save place, but now she was being yelled at by her Papi.
"Dad seriously!" Santana yelled at him. "By the way your acting it wouldn't surprise me that you're the one doing this to her!" She spat back at him.
"I would never lay a hand on my children." He turned to Rachel, "This isn't over. And I'm sorry for yelling at you." He then left, leaving Santana to deal with a crying Rachel. Typical.
Santana made her way over to Rach and scooped her up into her arms, setting her on her lap. She rocked her slowly and gently. She whispered sweat words to her in Spanish, something that had always got Rachel to calm down. Santana was furious on the inside, had her father really do this to her baby sister? She didn't know what to think but all she could do was try and get her sister to calm down.
She talk to her father about this in the morning. All Santana could picture in her head was her dad hurting Rachel. Did he do this? Santana thought.
Santana was so wrong, Dr. Lopez didn't hit his daughter, she was so so wrong.
So i hope the length makes up for my lack of update. I had kind of a lack of inspiration. I'll try an update soon later. So does anyone have any idea to where this is going?
Quick Question round.
1. Should Rachel and Quinn hang out more as friends?
2. Should Santana talk to Quinn and Brittany talk to Rachel about the situations?
3. Who should crack first Quinn or Rachel?
So many options, let me know what you think should happen. :)