Hey guys School's out until January so i'll be updating more. Hope you enjoyed the last chapter this one is going to be drama filled it but i think you'd enjoy it. next 2 chapters are already written just need to be typed and uploaded. So let me know what you think. This chapter goes out to LucyRiot (there's a special present day interaction i think you would enjoy)

Pink Doesn't Taste That Great Chapter 7

QPOV

The name Mike Chang rang through my head over and over as I drove back to Lima. How could sweet Mike Chang be into this sort of thing? I drove to my house glad that my mother's car wasn't there. Pulling into my driveway I parked the car thinking how stupid it was of me to agree to be friends with Rachel Berry. If I had any sense I would've stayed away and she would be safe. If I wasn't selfish I wouldn't have to worry about her.

Grabbing my phone from the passenger seat I headed inside, as I closed the door behind me my phone vibrated and I hoped to god it was Rachel.

T texted me, I'll take care of her. Don't leave home and if you do then text me your exact location NO EXCEPTIONS. Tony's orders, not mine if you don't follow them I will let Tony deal with you.

I sighed as I say on my bed. I anticipated this happening but news really does travel fast nowadays.

Fine but meet me in the park at 8. You got some explaining to do. How is she?

I knew he probably checked up on her the second Tony messaged him and I really needed to make sure she was doing okay. I wondered how I was going to fix all of this when another text came through.

Whatever, she's pissed about something. Maybe Finn did something to her. Any clue what's up?

I thought for a minute thinking if this was going to work Mike should know everything.

I don't think it has anything to do with Finn. It may be my fault; I slept over at her house and we got into an argument. I'll go talk to her after school and fix this.

Well thanks a lot for that Fabray! I'll let you know when glee is over and you can go talk to her. I'll keep Finn occupied so you can fix this.

I threw the phone on the bed next to me and stared into space. My mind had been going nonstop since I left her house and I needed a break from all the bullshit. Walking over to my guitar I tuned it while scanning my brain for a song I wanted to play, sitting on my bed I positioned the guitar. Without any true recognition I started strumming the tune to a song I've only heard a handful of times before; but couldn't get out of my head.

What have I done?
I wish I could run,
Away from this ship going under
Just trying to help
Hurt everyone else
Now I feel the weight of the world is on my shoulders

What can you do when your good isn't good enough
And all that you touch tumbles down?
Cause my best intentions
Keep making a mess of things,
I just wanna fix it somehow
But how many times will it take?
Oh, how many times will it take for me to get it right, to get it right?

Can I start again, with my faith shaken?
Cause I can't go back and undo this
I just have to stay and face my mistakes,
But if I get stronger and wiser, I'll get through this

What can you do when your good isn't good enough?
And all that you touch tumbles down?
Cause my best intentions keep making a mess of things,
I just wanna fix it somehow
But how many times will it take?
Oh, how many times will it take for me to get it right?

So I throw up my fist, throw a punch in the air,
And accept the truth that sometimes life isn't fair!
Yeah, I'll send out a wish, yeah, I'll send up a prayer
And finally someone will see how much I care

What can you do when your good isn't good enough?
And all that you touch tumbles down?
Cause my best intentions keep making a mess of things,
I just wanna fix it somehow
But how many times will it take?
Oh, how many times will it take, to get it right?
To get it right?

Remembering the time she sang the song made a tear come to my eye as I played the last note and sang the last note. Things seemed so much simpler then. Fighting over Finn – which now I think about it was a waste of time – I missed how easy it was to push her away.

Suck it up Fabray I thought

Having no idea how long I sat there I heard my alarm ring out in my ears and I knew Rachel and the others are most likely in glee. Today was an afterschool glee session so I had an hour tops. I changed my clothes and ran down stairs for a quick snack psyching myself up for what was to come. Grabbing my keys I drove over to her house parking in the same spot I had been in lastnight. The only way she would see my car was if she came the direction furthest from school which was highly unlikely.

Walking over to the tree I saw that her window was still open and I smiled to myself as I quickly climbed it hoping no one saw me. Entering the room I smiled at how absolutely nothing has changed. It looked the same way as it did this morning. Not even the bed had been made.


Lying in the spot I occupied just mere hours ago I closed my eyes listening to the silence as I waited for Rachel to get home.

'Seems you really stepped in it.' The Voice said mockingly. I opened my eyes realizing I was back in my room

'It's your fault.' I replied looking around

'How did it get my fault exactly?'

'You told me to follow the music.'

'Quinn I told you follow the music out; not bring the music into your shit.'

I shook my head disbelievingly.

'So what Rachel is the key to all my problems?'

The Voice laughed

'You're an idiot Quinn.'

'Hey!' I protested

'No seriously you are, you fail to see what's right in front of you. Rachel is not the key to ending your problems; she is however the muse.'

'Really Voice, the muse?' I asked sarcastically

'Your muse, your inspiration. Trust me stick with her you need it.'

I sighed knowing that on some level the Voice was speaking the truth

'Of course I'm speaking the truth and I'm getting tired of you calling me 'Voice'. Name's Charlie.'

I raised my eyebrow

'A girl named Charlie?'

'What's wrong with Charlie it's loads better than Quinn.'

'Whatever, so am I crazy?'

Charlie laughed

'You are but not in a straight-jacket kinda way.'

'Funny but seriously. Am I?'

'Let's put it this way. You recognize my voice because it's essentially an altered version of yours. You are pretty much talking to yourself, hence why we only communicate in dreams.'

I nodded my head in understanding everything seemed a lot clearer now that Charlie explained it to me.

'So why can't I see you?'

'You'd be looking at a sexier version of yourself idiot. I figured I'd save you the jealousy.'

'Wow Charlie really is cocky isn't she?' I said loudly

'I prefer the term self assured and yes I am very self assured and so are you so I don't really see the basis of this conversation.'

'Anyways back to the muse.' I said changing the subject.

'Right well you'll understand it soon enough even though I do think you're starting to get it which is great.'

'Get what?'

Before Charlie could respond I felt myself shaking. Alarmingly opening my eyes I was met with unreadable bright brown eyes.

"Wake up Quinn."

Groggily I sat up catching my bearings. "Hey Rach."

She pinned her brown hair up playing with the hem of her plaid skirt as she looked at me.

"What are you doing here Quinn and how did you get in?"

"Window, look Rach I wanted to apologize for this morning."

Leaving me on the bed she walked over to her dresser.

"Will you hear me out?" I asked suddenly nervous

She turned with a shorts and tank top in her hand.

"I'm going to go get changed, makes no sense telling you make yourself at home cause you basically did that already. We'll talk when I'm finished. Minutes later she came out motioning for me to continue as she sat next to me on the bed.

"First of all, me not opening up to you wasn't because I don't trust you. Truth is if I'm not used to being able to open up to anyone. I was raised to bottle it all up and me crying lastnight this morning was all unchartered territory for me.

The stuff with Tony and I is another story. I never wanted to get anyone into this. I shouldn't have allowed myself to get so wrapped up in you and letting you in that I became sloppy. I shouldn't have taken you to the bar. Being the selfish prick I am I didn't think about your safety. They could hurt you now and it's all my fault." Tears fell freely from my eyes and she positioned herself in order to pull me into her.

"Quinn I have absolutely no idea what you're talking saying please just tell me what's going on. Open up to me whatever it is we can fix it, I know we can." I nodded preparing myself to open up to her knowing there was no going back now.

"Do you trust me Rach?" I asked

She raised her eyebrow not at all smiling.

"What does my trust or lack thereof have to do with anything?" She pulled away skeptically eyeing me.

"Rachel I trust you with my life. That's not an easy thing for me especially since all that stuff with Puck. The point is I need you to trust me and trust that I'll protect you always."

Her demeanor changed into one I've never seen from her ever, it was scary as fuck.

"Listen here Quinn Fabray you better tell me what's going on right now or leave."

Here goes nothing

"When you asked me where I go at night I wanted to tell you, truly I did but it's not that simple. I think you've heard about Tony, rumors about me and an older guy have been flying around school I know. Truth is I met Tony the day we got back from New York. I realized I really didn't have anything to go home to and I drove out of town to the bar I took you to. He came up to me introducing himself and he kinda became an unofficial big brother to me. I spent so much time with him this summer that his friends and people who work for him assumed that we were together and we just never really corrected them.

Tony always says I remind him of someone although he would never tell me who or how. The reason I wasn't allowed to tell you anything about him is because he is one of the biggest drug pushers in Ohio. This summer he made me go through training all of the persons working for him go through which is stuff like self defense, target practice, gun maintenance and other stuff.

I had no right bringing this into your life and I am so sorry about that I wish I could undo it all because I just want you to be safe. You ask where I go at night truth is Tony is under some heat with a turf war going on. He never let me use, distribute or even see the drugs and for obvious reasons I can't talk about it. For my safety I spend most of my nights sleeping over at Skye's so I can be protected. I always wonder what it is he sees in me but he never says. He just said he doesn't want me to get hurt.

I'm telling you all of this because Tony wants to meet you, I shouldn't have allowed myself to get close to you or to care for you but I did and I can't change that. He could tell you mean something to me and he is now making sure we are both protected. That's another reason; apart from I couldn't stay away, why I slept here lastnight. I needed to be sure you were safe.

I get it if you hate me, I hate myself for putting you in this position I really do and if you never want to be in my life I'll talk to Tony and let him know that you aren't in my life anymore; but you will be protected always."

I said so much and was so unsure of when I stood facing the window. Giving her time to process everything I breather trying to muster up the courage to turn and look at her. Biting the bullet I turned to see her sitting, staring into space. I attempted to reach out for her hand but halted as she cringed away.

She hopped of the bed and walked up to me. Standing in front me her eyes darted over parts of my face and I held my breath.

"Rach-" Before I could say anything else her tiny hand connected with my face.

Okay I deserved that and much more.

Our eyes met as I tried but failing horribly to read her. My phone belted out being ignored as I kept my eyes on Rachel and she stood there expressionless and staring at me.

Ringing minutes afterward I reached for my phone seeing Mike flash across the screen.

What

Hey Q can you meet now? I have to meet Tina tonight

I'll be right there.

I hung up and looked at Rachel who looked like a statue.

"Rachel, I know it's a lot to take in; but I have to go take care of something important. I will be back if you want me to, just send me a text and I'll be back. If I don't see one I'll never bother you again. I trust you and I promise never to let any harm come to you but do me a favor and never tell anyone what I told you today. It's important that no one finds out. I trust you and again I'm so sorry." I walked over to the window happy that the sun was setting.

"Use the door." Rachel said dryly behind me. I walked up to her gave her a tight hug, kissed her cheek and left.


Present day

"No fucking way!" Harlem bellowed

She was met with one of Liam's teddy bears to the face.

"Harlem Charlie Fabray – Berry use that language again and you will be grounded until you are 30." Rachel scolded.

"I'm sorry mama, but mom you were in a gang?" She asked curiously looking at Quinn.

"Told you it was about to get good." Beth added. Liam grinned from his sister's lap clapping loudly.

"I was not in a gang, they were a family to me when I needed one. I never actually saw anything or did anything bad." Rachel raised her eyebrow at her wife.

"That's not actually true baby." The brunette said

"Spoilers mama, we'll get there eventually." Beth started. "Besides seeing Har burst with curiosity is lots of fun. Isn't it boo boo?" She finished tickling the toddler on her lap.

Harlem stewed from her seat

"You're evil B."

"You have met our moms and my dad, haven't you Har?" Beth asked smirking

"I'll get you back." The younger sister said.

"Can I continue?" Quinn asked trying to get her daughters to stop so she could carry on.

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