Chapter 3-Blaine's POV
She take my money when I'm in need
Yeah she's a trifling friend indeed
Oh she's a gold digger way over town
That digs on me
So, here we are a couple weeks later and some of our Glee friends have come to visit. Rachel and I were just as hot and heavy as ever, and deciding when to tell Kurt and Finn about our relationship. We were talking about it over dinner when the doorbell to our apartment rang. I got up and looked at her. I peeked out the peephole and rolled my eyes, turning back to her.
"Who is it?"
"Santana. What is she doing here?"
I asked, opening the door. Rachel walked over and joined me, knowing that this was going to be hard enough. I smiled politely at her, and she came into the apartment and looked around the room.
"Hey Rachel. Hey Blaine."
"Hey Santana."
I said politely. Rachel wanted her here just as much as I did. And that wasn't a whole hell of a lot. We were both wondering why she was there, and our answer was going to be given to us, as Finn walked through the door. Kurt followed a few minutes later and greeted me with a kiss. Rachel watched in horror as Kurt kissed me, and I watched as her and Finn had a make out session and I cringed. I couldn't believe it. Nobody had the right to touch her but me. They broke apart and Rachel looked at Finn.
"Why's Santana here?"
Rachel asked her. I sat down on the sofa, kind of curious to hear the answer to that question as well. Finn looked away and then back to Rachel, then to Santana. Something big was about to go down, and I wasn't sure what. But I knew that Rachel was going to need me now more than ever, I had a feeling.
"Well…Santana's here because…well because…."
"Spit it out Frankenteen, I'm here to collect my child support."
I looked up at that. I looked at Rachel and she looked like she was hit by a bus. I moved from the other side of the room and went to stand by her. I took her hand, and squeezed it lightly. She squeezed it back, and then pulled it away. She walked over to Santana and looked at her.
"What do you mean, child support?"
And the first thing I wanted to do was punch Finn Hudson right in that Frankenstein shaped head of his. I had to choose my words wisely, when all I wanted to do was go to Rachel, and hold her. But I couldn't. I had to just stand there and watch this.
"A year ago, Santana and I had a one night stand. That one night stand, resulted in our…daughter. Meghan."
And then Rachel stormed into her bedroom and slammed the door. And that's when all hell broke loose.
(She gives me money)
Now I ain't sayin' she's a gold digger
(when I'm in need)
But she ain't messin with no broke bro
(She gives me money)
Now I ain't sayin' she's a gold digger
(when I'm in need)
But she ain't messin' with no broke bro
Get down girl go head get down
(I gotta leave)
Get down girl go head get down
(I gotta leave)
Get down girl go head get down
(I gotta leave)
Get down girl gone head
"Rachel, it meant nothing, and obviously Meghan was a mistake!"
I pushed past Kurt who was blocking my way towards Finn, and pushed past Finn and opened the door. I shut it behind me, and locked it. I walked over to the bed and pulled her into my arms and let her cry. She cried for about an hour, and then looked up at me.
"I'm so glad you're here."
"I know baby, that's why I'm here. I didn't care at this point what happened between me and Kurt. I needed to know that you were going to be okay. I'm so sorry, baby."
"Blaine, just don't leave me."
"I won't baby. I'll stay here with you until you go to sleep."
Rachel nodded and lay down in the bed. She cried until she fell asleep and then I unlocked the door and walked out. Santana and Finn were sitting on the sofa talking, and Kurt was trying to make sense of this whole situation. I glared at Finn and Santana and then sat down.
"How's Rachel?"
Finn asked. I sighed and shook my head. Finn had no right to ask about Rachel, none. And that's when I snapped. I stood up and started pacing. I moved a strand of hair out of my eyes and took a couple deep breaths to calm myself down before I answered Finn's question. I looked him in the eye and sighed.
"Rachel's fine. She's sleeping. But honestly, do you think you have the right to ask about her?"
"She's my girlfriend, Blaine. Stay out of it."
"I don't think I will. Rachel's been living a lie with you for the past year? Really? How do you think that affects her?"
"Blaine, why don't we go to bed and let Santana and Finn talk?"
"No. Rachel is a friend. And I love her! She doesn't deserve any lies you give her. I just don't see how you can betray that. But you know what, I'm going to tell you one thing and one thing only, she's better than Santana'll ever be."
And with that, Finn looked shocked. He didn't think I had it in me. But everything I said about Rachel was true. I did love her. But she was definitely more than just a friend. I went into my bedroom and sat on the sofa in my bedroom and stared ahead at the wall. I hadn't heard Kurt come in, but I did feel him sit down on the sofa.
"You went off on Finn."
"Well, he deserved it. Keeping a daughter from us?"
"Yeah, well…you're right. He should've told us, but you're taking this just like you're Rachel's boyfriend."
That stopped me dead in my tracks. I couldn't understand why he said that, but he did. I looked at Kurt and then walked back over to my keyboard. I sat down, and played a melancholy tune, knowing that things had changed between Kurt and I at that point.
Cutie the bomb, met her at a beauty salon
With a baby Louis Vuitton under her underarm
She said I can tell you rock, I can tell by your charm
Far all those girls you got a flock, I can tell by your charm, and your arm
But I'm lookin' for the one, have you seen her?
(No we haven't seen her)
Finn's POV
Okay, so having Santana come to the loft was a bad idea! Rachel said that she and Blaine were going to be there most of the night running lines, and I thought I'd be home in time to buffer Santana being there. I was going to tell Rachel about Meghan, I swore I was going to, but then I never got the chance. Rachel and I were caught up in a sea of happiness, and I couldn't ruin that. But as I watched Blaine come to Rachel's defense, I couldn't help but to think that something weird had been going on. Blaine was gay, so I didn't have to worry about him stealing my girl, but he'd been a little too defensive over Rachel.
"So, do you have my money, or not?"
"Yes Santana, I have your money. Now, the fact that you're here asking me for the child support money, is telling me that you're desperate. Now, here's the money…take off, so I can make amends with Rachel."
And I watched as Santana took the money from me and walked out the door. I shook my head and looked at my brother. Kurt had the look of understanding mixed with sadness. I knew he wouldn't judge me. But when I looked at Blaine, all I could see was hatred. I shook my head and sighed. Then I glared at him.
"You have a problem with me, Blaine?"
"No, I have a problem with your behavior towards Rachel."
"Here we go again with the cryptic speak. Rachel is my girlfriend, Blaine. And I'll handle her how I see fit!"
"Handle her? Handle her? She's a person, not a dog! How is it that you don't get that? God, Finn. I swear sometimes you can be such a fucking dick."
Blaine said, standing up and walking out. He walked into his and Kurt's bedroom and then I watched as Kurt stood up and looked at me. He didn't know whether to hug me, or hit me, and I deserved that. He walked into the bedroom and closed the door behind him, and I was left alone in the living room to think about things. I was mostly confused as to why Blaine was so defensive about Rachel.
Kurt's POV
"Babe?"
"In the bathroom, I'll be out in a second."
Blaine said, as I sat on the bed. I found his cell phone on the dresser, so I started going through it. There were messages from his mom and dad. Some from me, and some from Rachel. A whole lot from Rachel. I tried to open them, but they were locked. That struck me as a little bit odd, but I wouldn't question him about it. I heard the door to the bathroom close and I put his phone back on the dresser. I'd investigate the Rachel matter further, on my own.
"Hey."
"Hey sweetie. Sorry I lost it back there, Kurt. It's just the treatment that Finn gave to Rachel…Rachel's one of my best friends, and I just don't like seeing her hurt."
"I understand that. I know that you're concerned about her. I've been so busy I haven't had time to spend with you. Lay here with me and watch a movie."
Blaine smiled that smile, and nodded and I was putty in his hands. We climbed into bed and watched 'Dirty Dancing' together. His phone vibrated on the dresser a little bit later and he got up to answer it. He typed in a few things and looked at me.
"I have to make a phone call, stay here. I'll be right back."
And he walked out of the bedroom. I cuddled up into the pillow and lay there, waiting for Blaine to come back in.
(She give me money)
Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger
(When I'm in need)
But she ain't messin' with no broke bro
(She give me money)
Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger
(When I'm in need)
But she ain't messin' with no broke bro
(I gotta leave)
Get down girl, go head, get down
(I gotta leave)
Get down girl, go head, get down
(I gotta leave)
Get down girl go head, get down
(I gotta leave)
Get down girl, go head
Blaine's POV
Rachel shot me a text message a few minutes later, asking to meet her at our Starbucks. It meant a lot to us, and we went together a lot. She was at our table when I arrived a few minutes later. She had a muffin and her herbal tea, and my espresso and a chocolate chip muffin for me. I leaned down and kissed her softly on the forehead, nose and lips. She smiled softly a me and that made my night.
"What's up Princess?"
"I just kind of wish I knew about this whole baby thing sooner. I wouldn't have wasted two years with him. She just walked in and asked for money like it was nobody's business."
"I know sweetie. Trust me, I do. How do you feel?"
"I'm hurt. But I've got you."
"And I've got you, doll. My phone vibrated and I had to answer it. Though I swear it was moved."
"What makes you say that?"
"Well, I had it on one of the dressers, and while I was in the bathroom it appeared to have been moved."
"Do you think Kurt saw them?"
"No. I keep your messages locked, so nobody but me sees them. I should probably delete them, but it's hard to do that, you know?"
Rachel smiled and looked at her phone. She'd had a message and she dialed her phone. She listened to it, looked at me and sighed, and then pushed a button and hung up. Then she burst into tears. I immediately got up and held her.
"Baby, baby, what's wrong?"
"Nothing….there…is…nothing wrong. Everything…is absolutely right…I have you, thank god for that, and a role in Sunset Boulevard."
I looked at her and gasped. This was a step in the right direction for her. I kissed her forehead and congratulated her. We left a few minutes later and walked a little ways down the block when she pushed me into an alley and kissed me.
"You've got more faith in me…and I don't deserve that."
"You're beautiful, smart and talented, Rachel Berry…you do deserve it."
I said, leading her out of the alley and back towards our apartment, where trouble was a-brewing, and big time…
18 years, 18 years, she got one of your kids, got you for 18 years
I know somebody payin' child support for one of his kids
His baby momma car crib is bigger than his
You will see him on TV any given Sunday
Win the Super Bowl and drive off in a Hyundai
She was supposed to buy ya shorty Tyco with your money
She went to the doctor and got lipo with your money
She walkin' around lookin' like Michael with your money
Shoulda' got that insured GEICO for your money
If you ain't no punk, holla we want prenup
(We want prenup, yeah!)
Kurt's POV
Blaine had been gone an awfully long time by this point, so I got out of bed to go see if he was in the living room with Finn, talking things out. When I got into the living room, I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Finn and Santana were on the sofa, making out. I hadn't even heard Santana come back, but there was a little girl on the floor playing with some blocks. Before anything else could happen, the door to the apartment opened, and Blaine and Rachel stood there, holding hands and looking happy. Rachel looked at Finn and Santana and lost it.
A/N: Okay, I had to let Kurt get the last word in. But I had to end it here, because the next song describes it perfectly…for a lack of a better term, the next chapter…the shit hit's the fan….
R/R…