A/N - Sorry for the wait. Things are...just crazy. But, here's the next chapter. It's full of drama. I have to warn you, there's some...stuff. I really can't say much without literally telling you. So just know, there's stuff. Please review, as always I love your feedback.
(I don't own Glee, because if I did, Finn Hudson would have gotten punched, not slapped.)
Quinn Fabray was very slowly learning to appreciate the simple things in her life. It was something she had always been capable of, but didn't always take advantage of it. After getting her hair cut, and styled, she was walking to Smashed, with her camera hanging around her neck. She was looking around, taking in her surroundings piece by piece. The busy New York citizens brushing by her, the sounds of angry car horns. All the smells of the city coming together to create one big clustered New York City scent. She thought about Lima, and how the trees were probably almost bare. She wished she could be back in her hometown, only for a moment, to take some photos. She looked to her left, and noticed an older looking man sitting on the ground against a building. He held a sign, and she stopped for a moment to read it.
I will take whatever it is that you are willing to give.
Quinn approached the man. She knelt down in front of him, at a safe distance, and smiled warmly at him.
"Oh boy...did God send me an angel today, or what", he said, with a smile on his face.
"I'm not an angel sir, just a helping hand. Are you hungry?"
"All the time."
Quinn reached into her purse, and pulled out a granola bar, and a bottle of water. It wasn't food she needed. Just an extra snack she carried around every day.
"Here. If I had anything more, I'd give it to you."
"Thank you so much, young lady. I hope God is watching over you", he said, taking it from her.
"You're welcome, and I hope he's watching over you too. Would you mind if I take a photo of you with your sign?"
"I don't mind. But, taking pictures of the homeless isn't a new thing for artists anymore, you know. It's been done", he said.
"Very true, but I'm okay with that, if you are", she said, laughing a little.
"Go ahead."
Quinn stood up, and turned her camera on. Once she had it focused she snapped the photo, and smiled again at the man.
"You're a very pretty girl. It was a pleasure being your model for all of four seconds."
"Thank you, and please be safe", said Quinn, and she walked away. She had felt good that she gave him something to eat, but she also felt like a jerk. Of course she couldn't tell him that one of her assignments for a class, was to take a totally cliche photo, and turn it in. However, the man didn't need to know about her ulterior motive, and she had already gotten some weekend homework done. As she continued to walk, she thought she saw a familiar face coming at her from the opposite direction. She looked away for a moment, but when she looked back, he was staring right at her. He squinted, as if he was unsure about something, but seconds later, he smiled, and started walking faster.
Who the Hell is this guy...
Once they were about ten steps away from touching noses, Quinn realized who it was, and stopped dead in her tracks.
Mika Price.
Sensing she was a little scared, his smile got even bigger as he stopped in front of her.
"How's it goin'...Quinn, right?"
"What do you want", she asked, folding her arms across her chest. He looked all too happy to see her, and the smile of satisfaction on his face was making her angry. The man was dressed as if he was going to a mixer, and for some reason, it annoyed her. Even if he was a monster, he was rather attractive, and Quinn could tell that he took full advantage of that whenever he could.
Wow, I really fucking hate you.
"What makes you think I want something from you? Can't a man just say Hello to a former neighbor?"
"When I see a man, I'll let you know. Sorry, I can't really chat I have plans not to be having a conversation with a disgusting piece of trash", said Quinn, trying to get by him. He casually stepped in front of her, and shook his head.
"Alright, well if you don't wanna' talk, just listen. It would be in your best interest to break up with Rachel Berry", he said, still smiling. Quinn wanted to slap the smile right off his face."The thing is, now that Jesse's wife is gone, thanks to your pint sized bitch...he's a little lonely."
"First of all, fuck you. Second, don't ever call Rachel that again. And Third, there isn't a snow flake's chance in Hell that Jesse will ever get her back. He had his chance, and messed it up when he failed to follow a rule we all learned back in preschool. Keep your hands to yourself."
"See, that's why Lima girls piss me off so damn bad, they don't know when to back the Hell away from what doesn't belong to them", said Mika, stepping closer to her. She placed her hands on her purse. She had pepper spray inside of it, and would use it if she felt like she needed to. She was scared, but the fear wasn't enough to keep her from saying what she wanted to say.
"You're one to talk about backing away from what doesn't belong to you", she spat.
"Don't go there", he growled.
"Oh, I'm sorry did I strike a nerve?"
"I'm tellin' you Cheeri-hoe...don't go there."
"I wish somebody would of said that to you before you touched your own sister."
Mika's hands balled into fists, as he took just one more step towards the blond.
"Hit me. I dare you", she said, with a smirk on her face.
"Don't tempt me. I'm so sick of you, little girl", he growled.
"The feeling is mutual."
"You don't get to talk about me and my sister, it's not your damn business. You don't anything about that."
"Really? I know how you hurt her, and I know she's in a lot of pain because of you."
"I don't hurt her, I make her feel good."
"Oh, go to Hell!"
"She's not in pain!"
"Of course she's in pain, she's having a miscarriage", Quinn snapped, but the second the words left her mouth, she regretted it.
"What the fuck did you just say...?"
Shit. He didn't know. Why would he know? Oh God...
"You're lying", he said, shaking his head a little.
"I wish I was, you sick bastard. Stay away from her. And you tell Jesse he will never get Rachel back, I will kill him before that ever happens."
Mika calmed down, he was in public after all. He took a deep breath, and a creepy smile spread across his face. A smile that indicated he knew something that Quinn didn't know, and it was really bothering her.
"You know what? Have a great weekend, Quinn. Really, enjoy it. I'll be seeing you around."
With that, he slipped by her, and continued down the street, without looking back. Quinn breathed a huge sigh of relief, and hurried the rest of the way to Smashed. She expected to see Jonah working on random things up in the DJ booth, or Puck on stage messing with chords and wires. However, once inside, she saw not one person.
"Hello", she hollered."Anybody here?"
Suddenly, Santana appeared from the back, with her finger pressed against her lips.
"Shhhhh, Q shut up...Jade's asleep, and I want her to sleep as long as possible."
"Oh, God...I'm sorry."
"It's fine, just...shhhh."
"She's not feeling any better", asked Quinn, sadly, as she greeted her friend with a hug.
"No, I don't think so. I mean she says she is, but you can tell just by looking at her that she's tired as Hell."
"I feel so bad for her, this is so unfair."
"Me too, that's why I called my Dad, and got some advice", said Santana, as she took a seat at the empty bar.
"Whoa, you told your Dad about this", asked Quinn, putting her things down, and taking a seat.
"Please, I lied my ass off. I told him a friend from one of my classes is loosing a baby, and on top of that has a bunch of other medical issues. He says since her health was a problem in the first place, the miscarriage might be a little worse for her than what's normal."
"That's exactly what Dr. Andrews said, why don't you trust her", asked Quinn.
"Because, she still hasn't figured out what's wrong with Jade, simple as that."
"Well I don't think your giving her a fair chance, S."
Santana just shrugged.
"Oh, guess who I ran into on my here?"
"Who?"
"Mika Price."
"Oh Hells no...what did he have to say?"
"He got in my face, and tried telling that I need to back off of Rachel, because Jesse's lonely. I could have killed him", growled Quinn."I'll destroy that ass hole before I let him get near Rachel, I mean honestly, what the Hell could be really be thinking?"
"Was Jesse with Mika?"
"No, but I wouldn't doubt that he was close by. I really pissed him off. I thought he was about to punch me, but I didn't care. He got a all mad when I made comments about what a sick bastard he is."
"I wish I would have been with you...I would have gone all Lima fucking Heights on his ass, no questions asked", said Santana."Honestly though, we need to get this handled."
"We really do. When Jade wakes up, I need to have a chat with her. She said something yesterday about how she wanted to make a plan. Maybe we could all sit down and think of something. You, me, Rachel, Jade, and the boys."
"Good luck with that. The siblings are still giving each other the silent treatment", said Santana.
"Wait, they still aren't talking?"
"Nope. All I know is, it's Rachel and Jade against Puck and Jonah, and not one word has been spoken between the two duos since they had their fight. I mean, I've heard of sibling rivalry but this is freaking insane", said Santana."Forget that Jade and Jonah are like the closest siblings ever, Rachel and Puck have this little brother and sister thing goin' on now too. It's literally brothers against sisters, and it kinda seems like a no win situation."
"It must be pretty bad...", said Quinn, worry taking over her tone.
"I know, not even Mercedes knows what happened. She told me that last time they all got in a fight like this, they didn't talk for a week straight."
"Whoa, a whole week?"
"Yeah, I guess the tension in that apartment was thicker than fog."
"Well, we can't let that happen, we need to solve this before tomorrow. It's Saturday, which means this place is gonna' be packed, we'll all have to be here, and they need to be getting along. Last weekend was full of drama, and I don't think it would be too much to ask for a night good under aged, drunken fun", said Quinn.
"Oh, speaking of under aged...look what I got this morning", asked Santana, as she reached into her pocket. She pulled out two ID cards, and handed one to Quinn.
"Oh my God, this looks exactly like a real driver's license! That's even my real picture", laughed Quinn.
"That's the idea. They're literally copies of our license's...the only thing that's changed is our age."
"Thank you, S. How much did these cost?"
"A lot, but don't worry about it, I don't pay rent remember? Besides, I guess everybody around here gets these, from the same dude. It's where Puck and Rachel got theirs, so I can assume Jade and Jonah have them too."
"Nice", said Quinn, still looking at the card.
"By the way, your hair looks damn sexy, I love it."
"Thank you", giggled the blond."I guess being in New York, and having short hair are two things that will always work in my favor."
The two of them sat there for a little longer, chatting about random things, when Rachel came walking in with Shelby.
"There you are", said Quinn, standing up. "I was wondering when you two would finally get here."
"Hi", said Rachel, and she leaned in to kiss Quinn."Oh my God, your hair...I love it."
"Thanks, baby", said Quinn, kissing her again.
"Hello girls. How was your day", asked Shelby.
"Eventful...", said Quinn."How about you two?"
"It was a good day", said Rachel, with an actual smile on her face. Quinn smiled back, and silently celebrated.
"We did a lot of talking, and it really lifted my spirits."
"That's good", said Santana. She noticed Rachel was carrying two duffel bags. One had a skull pattern on it, so she could only assume it was Jade's."Why all the luggage?"
"I stopped at home, and grabbed some things. I didn't think you guys would mind if Jade and I spent the weekend at your place", said Rachel, putting everything down on the bar counter.
"You know we don't mind, but why", asked Quinn, suspiciously.
"No reason", said Rachel, with a smile on her face."Just want to be near you, that's all."
Quinn looked over at Shelby, who knew as well as the other two that she was avoiding the boys. She just shrugged.
"Where's Jade", asked Rachel, before anybody else had a chance to ask her anymore questions.
"She's asleep in the office", answered Santana.
"Oh, okay. I'm gonna' go check on her", said Rachel. She grabbed everything from the counter and hurried back into the office.
"So, you guys are okay now", asked Santana, looking at Shelby.
"As far as I can tell, yes."
"Thank you for your change of heart. I mean, she's been really upset about everything lately, and I think she really needed this from you, Shelby", said Quinn.
"Of course. She's my daughter, and it's time I started treating her as such. Although, I have to say, you seem to have had a pretty positive impact on her life."
"Me", asked Quinn.
"You, Santana, Puck, Jade...all of you. We talked about a lot of things today. She did a lot of talking about you guys, and how much she loves you all, and how she can't believe she has such amazing people in her life."
Quinn and Santana looked at each other and smiled.
"What's going on with Jade?"
"What do you mean", asked Santana.
Shelby put her purse down on the bar counter, and took a seat on one of the stools.
"Rachel keeps talking about Jade being sick, but every time I try to get details, she clams up. I don't know this girl very well, but if she's Rachel's best friend, I have no choice but to be concerned. So, you guys tell me. What exactly is her issue?"
Once again, Quinn and Santana looked at each other, only this time, they weren't smiling.
"Look, I understand that I'm a rather recent addition to Rachel's life. However, I don't want to screw things up with her. I don't mean to rush right into being her mother, but I can't help it. My daughter's best friend is sick in someway, and it's obviously very serious. So, please understand that this isn't me just being nosy. That girl saved Rachel, so I really need for you two to tell me what's going on."
Back in the office, Rachel was on her knees beside the couch, moving Jade's hair away from her face. She smiled down at the sleeping girl. She noticed how she had one hand resting her stomach, and it made her a little sad. She leaned down, and planted a kiss on her forehead, which caused Jade to wake up.
"Ugh...sorry, I didn't mean to wake you", whined Rachel.
"It's okay, I'm happy to see you", said Jade, tiredly."Did you have a good day with Shelby?"
"I did. How was your nap?"
"It was so good, Rea Rea...I was dreaming...", said Jade, absentmindedly. Rachel smiled, and rested her head on Jade's shoulder.
"Yeah? What were you dreaming about?"
"Music and...fireworks."
"Oh wow, two of your favorite things."
Jade smiled, but suddenly felt a sharp pain, and whimpered a little. She sat up, and leaned forward, hugging her stomach tightly.
"Okay, okay...just relax, it's alright", cooed Rachel, embracing her best friend."Breathe through it...".
"Owe...owe...", cried Jade.
"I know, honey. I know."
"You...know what...I wish, Rea Rea", asked Jade, through her tears.
"What do you wish, Jade?"
"I wish that...no girl ever had t-to feel this. There's a life b-being taken inside of me...and...it hurts. It hurts so bad...I wouldn't wish this on my worst enemy. I...wouldn't even wish it...on him...", she cried.
Rachel's eyes filled with tears, and she tightened her hold on Jade. She had no idea how to respond, but she knew just being there would help. A minute later, the door opened, and Quinn, Santana, and Shelby came walking inside.
"Oh no..", said Santana, sitting down on the other side of Jade, and sharing Rachel's embrace."Está bien, yo le tiene. No sea triste, nosotros están aquí, bebé."
Although Jade had no idea what Santana was saying, she knew she was speaking words of love.
"Jade, do you wanna' go see Mindy", asked Quinn.
"No...no, it's okay", she cried.
"Who's Mindy", asked Shelby.
"Jade's doctor", answered Rachel.
"You poor thing...", said Shelby.
Rachel looked up at her mother, and knew instantly that Quinn and Santana had told her what was happening. At first she was little angry, but the anger subsided once she really thought about it. Shelby could most likely help out in some way. However, she needed to find out just how much her mother knew, and if she really understood how delicate the situation was. She kissed Jade on the cheek, and stood from the couch.
"Can I talk to you for a minute, please?"
Shelby nodded, and stepped back into the hallway. Rachel followed, and shut the door behind her.
"What did they tell you?"
"That she was raped, and is loosing a child as a result. Rachel, why didn't you just tell me?"
"I wasn't sure what you would do."
"Well, that stands to reason, because I don't know what I can do. I know she's your friend...".
"My best friend."
"...yes, your best friend, but...can you handle this? Sweetheart, that girl looks like she needs a hospital."
"She hates hospitals. Aside from that, we've been down that road so many times. Her doctor said that at this point, all we can do is just wait for this to pass."
"Rachel...", said Shelby, grabbing her hands, and holding them."I can see how much this is hurting you...".
"Jade and I are in this together. She understands me, and I understand her. She's one of my strongest life lines. With Quinn, and my other friends...also, now, you. I'm so thankful...I went from having nobody...to having an army of people standing by my side. That means more to me than I'm able to explain. I can handle Jade's pain, and even if I couldn't I would sure as Hell try", the shorter girl ranted, breaking in to tears."We're all in this together."
Shelby smiled, and reached forward to wipe some of Rachel's tears away.
"This meaning what, exactly?"
"Life."
"I get it, Rachel. I do, but I can't help but be really concerned. You're all too young to be dealing with this by yourselves. Jesse should be locked up, and you shouldn't have to be with somebody every place you go, constantly afraid that he's around the corner, fists at the ready. That's not fair, that's not a life I want you to be living. I mean, is the guy that attacked Jade still out there? Has she reported him?"
Oh my God...she doesn't know it was her brother.
"Um...I...", she mumbled.
"Yeah, I didn't think so. Maybe she should call her parents", said Shelby.
"No!"
Shelby gave Rachel a weird look.
"No, it's...it's b-better that they don't know. Trust me."
"I do trust you, sweetie."
Before either of them had a chance to say anything else, the office door was open, and Jade was standing there. One arm holding her stomach, Santana and Quinn standing close behind her.
"Jade...what are you doing", asked Rachel.
"She wants to drink", said Santana, in a rather pissed off tone."She says it will make her feel better."
"You can't drink with your pain killers", said Rachel, as if she was the girls mother.
"Oh, don't worry about that", said Quinn, holding up a full medication bottle."She hasn't even taken any."
"I'm going outside...for a few minutes...by myself. When I come back inside...the five of us...and yes I do mean all five", said Jade, looking at Shelby."...we're gonna' bond."
Rachel laughed a little at Jade, although clearly in pain, she really just wanted to move on with her day. However, the shorter girl's smile faded when she looked at her girlfriend, and the Latina. They seemed to be a little worried about Jade's attitude.
"Am I about to get drunk with my daughter, and her friends", asked Shelby.
"Apparently", said Quinn.
Five minutes later, Jade was standing out front, smoking a cigarette. She knew she shouldn't but that didn't matter, she really wanted one. Something about the feeling of the smoke inside of her mouth was all too satisfying. She half done with it, when Brittany came walking up to her.
"You shouldn't smoke, Jade. It's so bad for you", she said.
"I know, I'm sorry", said Jade, as a fresh cloud of white smoke came from her mouth.
"I hear you're not feeling very well today."
"I'll be fine Britt...I promise."
"I missed you, I've been thinking about you all day long", said the tall blond, as she hugged Jade tight."I even let my last class go fifteen minutes early just so I could come here to see you, and San, and everybody else."
"Awe, you didn't have to do that, but I'm happy you did. I missed you too. You got here just in time."
"For what?"
"We're gonna' take shots", laughed Jade.
"We?"
"You, me, San, Rach, Quinn, and Shelby. We're gonna' take shots and have some fun."
Brittany smiled.
An hour later, the six of them were sitting at a table inside Smashed. Each of them with a shot glass in front of them, five different kinds of alcohol in the middle of the table. They were laughing, and carrying on as if the world outside the bar didn't exist.
"Okay, never have I ever...made out with another girl", said Shelby.
"Oh wow", said Santana, as her and the other four girls poured their shots and drank.
"Well would you look at that...I'm the only person here who refuses to explore outside the box", laughed Shelby.
"You know what, it sounds to me like you need to do more exploring...inside the box...you get me", laughed Santana, and they all started laughing.
"Okay stop, daughter in the room", laughed Rachel.
"Sorry, loud mouth tiny", said Santana, with a huge smile on her face.
"No, but that's part of why I really admire you right now, Shelby. You're trying your hardest to make nice with Rachel, and it's real, I think we all know that. But, you're also accepting her being with me...right away, you just accept it, and that's just such an amazing thing", said Quinn. Brittany smiled at her. She had forgotten how chatty she was when she was buzzed.
"Of course I accept it. Am I confused by it? Yes, I must admit, I am. But...it doesn't bother me. I'm not that parent", said Shelby."I do feel slightly awkward because none of you are twenty-one and yet...here I sit drinking with all of you."
"Oh you love it, don't even pretend...", laughed Jade, and they all laughed a little.
"I say we take a shot for...my...mother. For...her strength, and for her having the courage to try...", said Rachel, as she poured a shot into her own shot glass.
"Yeah, try and succeed.", said Quinn. They all poured their own shots, and took them, with Rachel's words in mind.
"Okay, next one. We're taking a shot to the hopes that Jesse St. fuck tard will be taken down. This one's for luck, girls...we will take him down", said Jade.
"Oh...I like that", said Quinn, and they all poured, and drank.
"What are we doing about him", asked Brittany.
"Whatever it takes. Him and Mika...they're so done...", said Santana.
"No, please don't focus on Mika...just Jesse...", said Jade.
"Jade, they both need to be taken care of. Why do you keep ignoring that", asked Brittany.
"Simple, Britt. Rachel needs to be safe", answered Jade.
"And you don't", asked Shelby.
"I really wish you'd stop that", said Rachel, sadly."Mika hurt you Jade...much worse than Jesse hurt me. We're not just going to ignore that."
"Okay, and I'm telling you...it's alright if you ignore that", said Jade.
"Stop it", said Santana.
"Stop what", asked Jade.
"Fucking pretending like he didn't hurt you!"
Jade just looked down, and shook her head.
"I don't know if you think acting like it didn't happen will make it go away...or if...you're trying to make yourself forget, but either way, you have got to stop doing that, Jade!"
"Don't yell her", said Rachel.
Santana took a deep breath.
"I'm sorry...I just...don't like it when you ignore...what happened."
"I know", said Jade, standing up.
"Where are you going", asked Brittany.
"Just outside, for some air. I'll be right back...", she answered, as she headed for the door.
"I'm coming with you", said Rachel, as she got up and hurried after her.
"Damn it...", said Santana.
"Have you guys thought about getting her some counseling, or something like that", asked Shelby.
"It's been talked about, and disregarded, just like everything else", said Quinn, annoyance masking her tone.
Outside, Rachel and Jade were splitting a cigarette.
"I shouldn't be letting you smoke you know", said Rachel.
"I shouldn't be letting you smoke either, Quinn's not gonna' kiss you now."
"Shit...I know", said Rachel, looking towards the building."Come on", she said, grabbing Jade's hand, and she pulled her into the wide alley on the right side of the bar.
"San's right, Jade...you can't pretend like it didn't happen."
"Please don't, Rea Rea...please...".
"Oh no", they heard a voice say."Please do."
They turned to see Jesse and Mika standing at the alley entrance.
"Rachel...run", said Jade, in a panicked tone.
The shorter girl wanted to run, but she just couldn't get her legs to move. It would of been a wasted effort.
"No, stay", said Jesse, as the two of them moved towards the girls. Mika pressed himself against Jade, so that she was trapped in between his body, and the wall. Jesse did the same to Rachel, and glared down at her.
"You ready to come home, Rachel", he asked, almost too sweetly. She couldn't say a word. She just stared up into his eyes. It was almost like they were paralyzing her. He ran in fingers through her hair, and smiled."Yeah, I think you're ready."
"Why didn't you tell me...", Mika whispered in Jade's ear. He slipped one of his hands under her hoodie, and placed it on her stomach."What did you do...?"
"N-Nothing...nothing...", whimpered Jade."I j-just...I...I...", but she couldn't get her words out.
"Shhhh, it's alright...you just made a mistake. We can have another baby", he whispered, as he continued to rub her stomach, and nuzzle his face into her neck."I forgive you...", he added, before he started sucking on her neck. She felt like vomiting. It didn't matter how many times her brother and gotten inappropriate with her in the past. It never became any less unnerving. Jade did her best to ignore her brother's mouth, and hands on her, and looked over his shoulder to make sure Jesse wasn't hurting Rachel. At that point he had her by the wrist and was squeezing, as tight as he could.
"Listen to me you little whore...", he growled."You will break up with that bitch, and come back to me. I know you better than anybody else, I know you're not a fucking dyke! So, I don't know what it is that you're doing with her, but it's over, you hear me? It's over, or I'll seriously fuck her up...".
"J-Jesse...please you're hurting me...", Rachel, cried.
"Deal with it! Little girls who don't listen get hurt!"
Rachel was in tears. Jesse was squeezing her wrist so hard, she swore she felt her bone snap.
Jade, still being pawed by Mika, was able to get her cellphone out without him noticing. At first she wanted to dial Santana, but she got an idea.
"Jesse...please...please...stop", begged Rachel, through her tears."It hurts...".
"You should have thought about that before you sent my wife away! You think I'm hurting you now? Just wait you little slut! If you don't cut the shit, and be with me again, I will fucking kill you! Do you understand me", he yelled, not caring if he got anybody's attention anymore.
"Hey...Jesse, cool it man", said Mika, without looking away from his sister. She carefully, shoved her phone back into her pocket, and made eye contact with Mika. The smile on his face was absolutely terrifying, but she smiled nervously though the fear. Tears rolled down Jade' face, because she could hear Rachel crying, and in pain, but couldn't do anything about it. Mika was about to kiss Jade, but a voice interrupted the whole situation.
"Oh my God, what the Hell are you guys doing to them?"
They all turned to see a random lady, staring, wide eyed at them.
"Let's go", said Jesse, and without any hesitation they were both out of the alley, and running as fast as they could down the street.
"Oh God...", said Lady, as she watched Rachel sink to the ground. Jade got to her as fast as she could, and scooped her up.
"It's okay, Rea Rea...everything's okay", she said, rushing towards the bar entrance The lady was following close behind. She carried Rachel inside, and as soon as they were in sight, the girls and Shelby were on their feet.
"What happened", asked Quinn.
"I think her wrist is broken, we have to take her to the hospital", cried Jade, not putting Rachel down.
"Jesus...", said Santana, as they all rushed over.
"Okay, come on let's go", said Shelby, as she moved towards the exit.
"I'll get a cab", said Brittany, following them out the door.
"Lady, do you know what happened", asked Quinn, finally noticing the stranger standing quietly.
"Well...I um...", she stuttered nervously, slightly afraid of the angry looking Latina staring at her."I was just walking by, and I heard that poor girl crying, so I looked in the alley way, and there were two men hurting them", she explained.
"Those mother fuckers...what were they doing", growled Santana.
"The short girl was being screamed at by this guy, and he was squeezing her arm very tightly. The other one was a taller black man, he was groping that other girl, and trying to kiss her."
Santana and Quinn looked at each other, for what seemed like the tenth time that afternoon. Both of them thinking the same thing.
Kill...Kill...Kill.
After being at the ER for almost three hours, all the girls, plus Shelby returned Quinn and Santana's apartment. Rachel's wrist, was broken, and wrapped in a cast. The only scars Jade had received that day, were emotional ones. Rachel hadn't spoken a word since the hospital. Her state of shock worried all of them, but they knew she just needed to calm down. Quinn made her some tea, and took her to her bedroom to lay down. Shelby sat in the living room with Santana, Brittany, and Jade, crying her eyes out.
"I can't believe that little bastard was right there, right outside, and I didn't even know. He had to nerve to threaten her, and break her wrist...I can't believe this."
"We all wish we knew...those ass holes wouldn't be alive if I would have gone outside", said Santana. She was sitting on the couch, next to Brittany. Jade, laying comfortably across both of their laps.
"And, Jesse is friends with the guy that assaulted Jade, what the Hell is that about", the older women cried.
"Um, yeah...that's a long story", said Santana.
"A story for a different day...right San", asked Brittany.
"Right", said Santana, smiling at the blond.
"This is so out of control, and I don't care what you girls say anymore, I'm calling the police. This is just unacceptable!"
"We can't do that Shelby, we don't have proof."
"Yes we go", said Jade, in almost a whisper.
"What, sweetness", asked Santana, as they all looked at her.
She reached into her pocket, and pulled her phone out.
"Come here Shelby", said Jade, nicely, and she got up and hovered over the couch. As if she had known something was about to come into light, Quinn emerged from her bedroom. Eyes red from crying, looking both exhausted and pissed off beyond comprehension.
"Q...come here", said Santana.
She slowly walked over, and stood next to Shelby. Jade, with the help of Santana, and Brittany, sat up, and played a video. You could clearly see Jesse, with a tight grasp on Rachel's wrist, screaming at her as she cried, and begged.
"Jesse...please...please...stop...it hurts...".
"You should have thought about that before you sent my wife away! You think I'm hurting you now? Just wait you little slut! If you don't cut the shit, and come back to me, I will fucking kill you! Do you understand me...
Once the video ended, all of them had tears rolling down their faces.
"Oh my God...",whimpered Brittany.
Quinn looked like she was about to punch somebody or something.
"T-There's our proof...", said Jade, wiping her tears away.
"I want him dead", cried Quinn."I want him fucking dead...".
Shelby, reached forward and pulled Quinn into her arms.
"I'm calling the police in the morning."
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