A/N: So guys, I noticed in some of the reviews you guys mentioned Rachel should tell Puck about Sam and don't worry she will but later. A few also said you wish she didn't go out with Sam and I understand where you're coming from. But I feel that if she immediately started going out with Puck the story would be rushed and Puck would be her re-bound. And every story needs drama and Sam's betrayal is drama. Who else should I add in the story? I already have one person coming in later chapters and maybe Blaine. Thank you all for the reviews and the followers it means so much to me!
Disclaimer: I do not own glee.
"He what?" Kurt squealed into the phone piercing my ears from the other end. I held the phone the way from my ear and sighed.
"I left my closet door open and he chewed my Gucci flats." I said sadly sitting on my bed holding my destroyed, very expensive, my very much loved Gucci flats. Its material shredded like a piece of meat.
"Omg. You know I love Chase but I've got to say this…" he breathed a ragged frustrated sigh as if battling his own thoughts. "What a little shit!" he said fiercely. Knowing very much how meaningful those shoes were to me. I bought them for myself as a treat after landing my first role in a play.
"Yea, I know." I sighed dreamily and again looked down at the destroyed shoes with fibers hanging in soggy dismantle. I got up and harshly walked over to my trash can and chucked both shoes in the trash. I flopped down on my bed and breathed in the scent Noah left on my pillow. When I woke up he was gone and he didn't leave me any note or send me a text. So I figured he was embarrassed of last night. That is why I told Kurt everything so he could comfort me and give Noah excuses.
"But he just left." I complained into the phone and I just knew Kurt was rolling his eyes on the other end.
"Diva, please, He has a job right?" Kurt says as if that was a no brainer. I cuddle into the pillow some more and close my eyes.
"Yeah, but normally we text each other as soon as we wake up." I whine into the phone burying my frustrated face deeper into the pillow. Then I feel the weight on the bed shift and I peek open a eye and to see Chase guiltily sulk into my room and cowardly cuddle into my side. I murmur, "It's okay", Into Chase's fur. And Kurt sighs knowing I have caved into Chase's puppy face.
"Maybe he is busy. He has a life you know." Kurt banters back as I hear his breathe quicken.
"What are you doing?" I question quirking an eyebrow.
"Running down the New York streets; late for my very important meeting." He curses under his breathe and tries to consult me one last time.
"You call him. Just don't wait around like a moron. Take control. Your single he is single." He snickers into the phone and I roll my eyes behind my lids. "Just put two and two together.
"We're just friends." I complain into the phone as Chase licks my cheeks. I hear Kurt scream a "god dammit." and the screaking of car tires. "Kurt are you okay?" I question as my eyelids flicker open.
"Not really. Obviously I'm not one of those people who can talk and walk at the same time. Cause I almost just got run down by a taxi. So I'm gonna have to hang up on you now. Love you." he ended the conversation with a click and I shut my eyes once again. After a short power lap I got up and walked into the kitchen to make some coffee. I sipped my coffee as I flipped through old mail I never bothered to look through. Soon enough I came across a fancy envelope with my name in delicate cursive. I opened it up curious as to what it was. I pulled out the invitation and read the cursive letters over and over again. Soon enough the cursive words looked dizzy as I tried to read them over again. They rose like a poison and burned my eyes. Soon angry tears were swimming in my eyes. I ripped the invitation in little bits and threw them in the sink washing them down and turning on the garbage disposal. I rushed in my room to get dressed and quickly grabbed my phone and left the house.
I reached Noah's shop quickly and I burst out of the cab after paying and ran into the shop. Noah was currently at the counter drawling a sketch for someone. He looked up from his paper and nodded.
"Hey." He said before return his eyes back to the sketch. Which I could tell was a picture of someone's beloved dog. I cleared my throat which was tight with anger.
"Guess what I fucking found in the mail today?" I said walking behind the counter and standing in front of Noah.
"Coupons." He said with a straight face; concentrating on his drawling. I huffed a frustrated breathe between my tight lips.
"No, asshole! This isn't a joke. It's my life." I said sadly as I crossed my arms defensively. He swiveled his chair back towards me and looked up. "Sorry." He muttered grumpily.
"I got an invitation." I said biting my lip to keep from crying. He looked up at me and shrugged as if to say 'So? I got work to get back to.' I slammed my hand on the counter and I felt my whole body flush with rage. He glanced up at my again blankly taking in my state of fury.
"Why are you being such an asshole? Do you think I'd hurry down to your shop just to tell you I got an invitation? That the reason I'm so upset would be that I would be going alone?" Noah stared right in to my eyes and shrugged once more but this time he voiced his thoughts.
"I don't know Rachel. Your so god damn dramatic it really could be anything that has got your panties in a twist." He turned back to his work obviously finished with me. His hand continued in strong delicate strokes giving the dog some detail.
"Oh you're such a dick." I whisper has tears sting my eyes. All I wanted was to have Noah's comfort and understanding. But what I got was avoidance as if I was the freaking plague. I really don't know why he was being such an insensitive jerk. I slapped him upside the head and glared at him. Before I left the shop I said, "Next time you ever want to talk don't except me to help you." I saw out of the corner of my eye that he nodded slightly and I just shook my head and slammed the door on my way out.
Pucks point of view…
I tried to concentrate back on the drawling but found I couldn't. I angrily put my face in my hands and sighed. When I woke up this morning I realized I don't want Rachel has a friend. I want her as more. And dog sitting, helping her pick out an outfit, and sleeping over is all things a gay best friend would do. And I'm not gay and I notice how hot Rachel is. And that probably wouldn't have affected me before. Brittney put me in the friend zone for a short time but I ended that just as quickly as I could. But with Brittney I wasn't afraid of denial and not being her friend anymore. But with Rachel I'd much rather be her friend than nothing. And I'm afraid if I admit my feelings she'd ditch me and my friendship.
And I feel like I know Rachel more than she knows herself. Rachel isn't just hot she is beautiful, graceful, elegant, and amazing. I've never met a better person than her. And her voice is heaven sent and can lull anyone into a trance. She is such a strong person and she gets me. And right then is when I decide I have to apologize. Because all Rachel's ever done was be nice to me and trust me. Tonight all go to her place and she can tell me what she was trying to.
I was walking down the sidewalk in a twisted angry war path when I heard my phone go off. I furrow my eyebrows and reach into my pocket for my phone. Milo's name is lighting up my phone and I grimace at it but pick up anyway. I know I shouldn't have but I was curious has to why he was calling.
"Hello." I said testily as I crossed the street.
"Rachel, it is so good to hear your voice." Milo sighed into the phone.
"Well I honestly cannot say the same for you." I replied as I entered the food market since I was planning on having a nice relaxing dinner tonight. The invitation, Noah, and now Milo are going to make it really hard to just enjoy myself.
"Listen, Rachel just for one minute." He said softly as I sighed and rolled my eyes. "Okay, me and Quinn just wanted to know if you got the invitation." I sucked in a breath at the cold reminder.
"Yeah, I got your invitation." I bit out through clenched teeth as I rolled my fists into balls.
"Good; so are you coming?" he asked and I was so dumbfounded at this question. Why would I go to Quinn's fuckin' baby shower. That baby was the end result in my misery; so why would I go and celebrate its coming into the world. When I'd much rather be married right now with my perfect fiancé and my best friend still by my side.
"Milo I want you to take this as harshly as you can. I want you and Quinn to burn in hell. So, no, I don't think I'll be joining you in the celebrating of your child." I said as I handed the old lady who sold me to beef steaks and a bunch of vegetables, a twenty dollar bill.
"Rachel, I understand, okay? But me and Quinn miss you so much and we want you to be a part of our life together."
"Milo, are you drunk?" I asked seriously as I continued on. "You must be highly intoxicated to think I would want to be a part of you and Quinn's life together that was supposed to be our life together."
"I'm not drunk. We just miss you so much. Tell us anything we can do to get you back." He begged into the phone and I scoffed as I walked through my apartment door.
"You can kiss my ass." I said shortly and curtly as I put the bags in the fridge.
"Please, be reasonable Rachel. We want you to be a part of the babies' life. We'd like you to be the godmother." He said happily into the phone.
"I don't want anything to do with you or your baby!" I yelled into the phone and hung up. I ripped off my shirt and made my way into the bathroom. Wanting to just relax under the warm water of my shower. But once I walked into my bedroom I saw Noah stretched out on my bed. I screeched and pulled my shirt back on. Chase who was cuddled next to Noah hopped off the bed to greet me.
"Noah, what are you doing here?" I asked as he got off the bed. He pulled me into a hug. I resisted at first but shortly relaxed into his arms.
"I'm sorry I was such an ass." He said and I shrugged.
"You are forgiven." I said smiling. "I'm gonna hop in the shower. I got some steaks for dinner if you want to start cooking them." I said smiling; glad to have my best friend back.
"Sure I can't join you?" he says waggling his eyebrows suggestively. I shake my head and playfully take off my shirt again. Leaving me only in my jeans and bra. He groans and slaps my butt as I turn towards the bathroom.
"You're killing me, Rach." I hear him say as I giggle and close the door to the bathroom.
After a fine dinner and some well awarded wine I was helping Noah wash the dishes. I washed and he dried. We were having such a good time during dinner I didn't want to spoil the mood by telling him about Milo. So right now while we are silent in our dish duties I decide to confide in Noah. But Noah beats me to the point.
"So what was that invitation you were talking about today?" he asks as he moved the towel up and down on the last plate; Swiping away the little water droplets that dripped down the smooth surface.
"Quinn and Milo's baby shower." I say as we both finish our dishes at the same time. At the memory of opening up that card and remembering the feelings I felt right then; my eyes began to water as the tears burned.
"Oh, shit, Rachel." He said shocked put soon pulled me into his arms while drawling lazy soothing circles on my back with his hands. "What assholes." I giggled sadly as I sniffled and wiped at my eyes. I pulled out of Noah's hold; and tried to control the tears that were streaming down my faces.
"It's not that I still love him. It's the fact that I lost two people that meant the most in my life at the same time. I had no one to lean on for comfort until you." New tears drifted down my flushed cheeks. "But then they send me an invitation to go have a party to celebrate the news of their baby. That was supposed to be my baby." I clutched at Noah's shirt as I sobbed hard. "When I opened that card do you know how embarrassed and angry and sad I was? I caught them cheating when I was trying to surprise him. And then I tried to sort out this situation! Thinking maybe that it was just sex, a mistake, and maybe it's time to forgive and forget. And then the fact that they created a baby in the time I was hurt the most. They didn't even care enough to realize what they did was wrong and it hurt me. But yet they continue." Noah wraps me back up in a tight hug. He squeezes me extra hard this time. He walks me to my room and we both lay down on the bed. His arms are still around me as tears keep sliding down my cheeks. He looks at my face and I blush knowing my face must look like a mess. But stray tears still leak from my eyes. He leans in towards my face and his lips touch my cheeks. Dabbing away a tear with his soft lips. He brushes a tendril of misplaced hair away from my face. He takes a deep breath and holds my eye contact.
"I caught Brittney and my cousin, Robby, during a family reunion. Brittney and I flew down to Texas for the family get together and this was the first time Britt was going to meet my cousins. And my cousins mean a lot to me so I was really nervous weather they would like her as much as I did. And trust me Robby took a liking to her just fine." He rolled his eyes in frustration. "I was going out to the barn to see if I could find Brittney and I thought she would be there, cause she liked horses. And I find her right away. Having sex with my cousin." He blew out a frustrated sigh and ran his fingers threw my hair. "I was going to propose to her that week-end." I study his face for the longest time and noticed there is no trace of sadness or loss. But more of what was etched on Noah's face was he was broken.
"Noah, I'm so sorry." I said and I bite my lip. Because if his own cousin could hurt him this bad then I wonder what his best-friend could be like. How much more that would hurt him knowing that Brittney cheated with Sam too. But wouldn't I want to know if Kurt knew Quinn and Milo were having sex. And the answer is yes because that was happening right then. And Sam and Brittney happened years ago. Would I really want to open a healed wound? And the answer is yes because it is the right thing to do and it needs to be said. Me and Noah are good friends now and we can't keep secrets from each other. "Can I tell you something?" I ask Noah but he is too deep in thought to register my question.
"You know what sucks the most? They cheated; They were the bad guys. But yet I'm the one hurt from this. Did you know, Rach, that I have not been in a relationship since me and Brittney. Because I can't seem to trust anyone. I'm alone, right now. I don't talk to my family anymore because I'm to embarrassed and pissed off. All the friends I had were ones that me and Brittney shared. And after our fallout I couldn't bring myself to talk to them. So all I had left was Sam, until you came along." He looked down at my face and smiled. And that just shattered my heart right now because he doesn't have Sam anymore.
"I need to tell you something." I said quietly hoping he would ignore me again.
"Yeah, Rach?"
"When I was on a date with Sam he got pretty drunk and…" I said but was cut off by Noah.
"Did he hurt you, Rachel? Cause he can do some pretty messed up shit when he is drunk. And if he did you know I'll beat his ass to a pulp." He said with such a serious tone I wanted to cry. He cared this much about me he would abandon his only friend left from his break up to defend me.
"No. But he told me that he was having an affair with Brittney behind your back." I said softly staring at his face for any changes. His smile dissolved and his eyes turned dark as he stared at me.
"Why didn't you tell me?" he asked.
"I wanted to but I couldn't find the right time." I said as he rolled his eyes. "Look, I know that is a lame reason but it is the truth. Please don't be mad at me." I begged. I couldn't lose Noah as a friend.
"I'm not mad at you. But I'm pissed at Sam." He said.
"Thank you." I whisper as I close my eyes and begin to fall asleep locked in Noah's strong arms. I feel his lips brush against my forehead as my eyes fluttered to a close.
Puck's point of view….
I was in such a good mood today and I know it was because of Rachel. I had six costumers so far today and I know I perfected each tattoo. I was just finishing up some sketches when I heard someone walk in. I looked up and my eyes widened in surprise at the tall blonde standing in front of the counter.
"Hi Puck." She said nervously as she put her hands firmly on her hips. Puck hadn't seen her in what felt like forever so he couldn't stop staring. She looked just as beautiful as she did when he had last seen her. She still had long buttery locks and glittering blue eyes that seemed to act like a reflection of a sparkling lake. And her body seemed even tighter and curvier than before. She wore a lacey white buster that pushed up her D cups. She wore a red leather jacket and a tight levi jeans; and high black heels. And right then Puck almost laughed she always had an odd style.
"Before you say anything let me explain. I still love you. And I was so confused back then with everything; my future, my past, and you. So just give me a chance to talk to you and explain."
"What do you want?" I asked shaking my head and staring down at the ground.
"Let's talk over a tattoo." I looked up and she smiled down at me from my chair. I nodded my head and led her to the leather chair that I tattoo people in. "Can we get privacy in here?" she said looking at the glass windows at the store front. I walked over and drew the curtain around; which was the same as they did at hospitals for privacy.
"Where do you want it Britt?" I asked getting my ink ready. She smiled a devilish smile and yanked off her jacket and pointed to her back. I shook my head I can't do this. She hurt me so much sleeping with the two closet people in my lives.
"Brittney, please." I said going to stand up but she jumped up from her position on the chair. She clutched my hands and stared into my eyes.
"Please Puck just do the tattoo and talk to me and after if you want me to leave I'll leave." She said begging and I shrugged. She thanked me and sat back down on the chair. I grabbed my pen and asked her what she wanted.
"Your name." I sighed and went to imprint my name forever on her body. I rested my one hand on the small of her back and focused on the skin.
"Go ahead talk." I said curtly.
"Well the reason I'm getting this tattoo is to remind me of who I hurt when I act the way I acted to you. I need to realize my compulsive actions hurt people. And I need to start new." She took a deep breath and continued. "I like for you to be a part of my new future and my new self. I've realized so many things over the years we've been apart. And I noticed I wanted you to be a part of every single moment." She turned her head and smiled at me and I just nodded for her to continue.
"For instance I've discovered It is so hard not to wake up next to you each morning and kiss you. so hard not to be married to you. To have our dreams of a house and kids out of reach; because of my recklessness. "
It took several minutes for me to take it all in and in those several minutes I finished up the tattoo and just stared at my hands.
"Brittney, I still love you and the thing is if we get back together there will be no other men okay?" she nodded frantically and jumped on my lap. She peppered my face in sweet kisses. And that is when Rachel walked in. she looked over at me like she was seeing a ghost.
"Sorry to be interrupting I was just coming down cause I thought we were having lunch. But looks like you're busy." She said and turned to leave. I pushed Brittney off of my lap and made my way over to Rachel.
"I know this Is really confusing to you but this is-" I began but was cut off by Rachel.
"I know who it is Noah. But I really can't believe you right now." She said in the voice that parents use when they aren't mad but are disappointed in you.
"Look don't judge me, okay? I'll explain everything later. I think I'm going to have to cancel our lunch plans though." I said gently as I tried to make I contact with Rachel but she kept looking away. Then she finally looked up at me with a hard glare and I noticed why she wouldn't look up at me. Her eyes were brimmed with tears and her lips were in a hard line.
"You know I understand how much getting cheated on hurts, Noah. And I know how much it hurt you. And I just don't understand how you can let someone who hurt you that bad come back into your life. I see how hard it is for you to trust people and you don't let anyone in but you're willing to let her back in? Which confuses me so much. Because here I am! All dressed up just to go to a stupid deli down the street from here just so maybe you would notice me. And we've been tip-toeing around each other for months now and you never gave me a second glance. But her she comes and you are all over her! You are un-believable." With that Rachel Berry stormed out of the shop leaving a burning inside my chest.
Rachel's point of view…
I stormed out of the shop with as much pride as I could muster as soon as I turned the corner I let the tears stream down my cheeks. I swiped them away with a fierce hand and kept walking at a brisk pace. I will not cry over anyone else that has screwed me over. I'm sick of feeling like I am the only one. Right then Kurt called me and I sucked in breathe trying to even my breathing before answering.
"Hello?" I asked into the phone.
"Hey Rachel! I know you and Noah have lunch plans but Blaine and I are going out to this fancy little café down a few blocks from my place. And Blaine and I were hoping you and Noah would join us." He said cheerfully. I giggled slightly at the irony in this situation.
"Not this time, Kurt. But me and you need to get together soon so we can talk. I have lots to inform you of; got to go. But love you tons!" I said as I clicked the end button. I shoved the phone back into my purse and hailed a taxi. While I was in the back seat I stared down at me outfit. I was wearing my cutest outfit I owned and now I felt stupid dressing up just to be disappointed.
A/N: Don't worry guys pucklebrry is end game! And I'm playing on making Brittany not last long at all. But you will see Milo and Quinn and there new baby again. Please hang tight with me! Love all your reviews!