She sighed and began to pull her clothes out of the closet that she planned to wear that day.

"Well the time will come for that in marriage console." Rachel calm and even voice spoke now smoothed of any surprise.

"Yeah, but that's no fun." Rachel lifted her head up towards Puck as he winked but she just rolled her eyes. She made a motion for him to turn around as she got dressed. He did which Rachel was surprised by and she quickly slipped out of her pjs and into a breezy sundress.

"Okay, you can turn around." She said and as soon as the words left he spun on his heel to face her. "I'm surprised you were early I mean to say the least you'd be on time but definitely not this early." Rachel said as she put a clip into her hair.

"What can I say I'm an early bird." He said with a breeze of a smile and then walked over to her bedroom door and closed it. Her eyebrows knit together in the oddness of the act.

"Listen, Rach-" Puck started but Rachel cut him off with a direct cold voice.

"You can't call me that anymore." She said as she turned her back away from him as the painful memory came back to her. She remembered as if she just watched it as a video recording. It was a clear June day and it was the day of 8th grade ceremonial requirement. It's the day that marks the end of child years and the beginning of the adult hood. We were all back stage waiting for our names to be called so we could receive the marking. Which is a symbol that represents you, tattooed onto your ankle. Noah and myself were talking quietly between ourselves as we nervously waited for when our time would come. We were joking around guessing what our symbol would be.

"Rach yours is going to be a star." Noah said as he tangled his fingers in mine. I lowered my head as a blush crept onto my cheeks and decided to settle there keeping the rosey tint to my cheeks.

"Yours will be a heart because you love everyone in your family but you just don't show it." I giggled nervously as he placed his hand on the side of my cheek. I looked up at him surprised.

"I love you too, Rach." He said as he bent his head to give me a kiss. I leaned in to connect our lips when he pulled back and shoved me away. Then out of nowhere. Quinn, Sugar, and Finn poured buckets loads of paint down on me. The cool liquid dripped down from my head to my feet. Staining my ceremonial dress and coating my skin in a sickly green plaster. Quinn, Sugar, Finn, and Noah's laughter ringed in my ears. But somewhere in the faint distance I heard my name being called onto stage. They planned this all in time where I would have to go onto stage like this.

Noah's mom found out and screamed at him after he got his symbol engraved in his was somewhat humorous looking back. How I trusted him.

"can that be put behind us now?" He sighed as he came over to me.

"My eighth grade self would be so overjoyed to be getting married to you." I mumbled as I turned back around towards him. When he didn't say anything back I continued trying to fill the emptiness with words he could care less about. "I thought in that moment you finally mirrored what I had felt since we were little. So yes I believed you could love me and you wanted to kiss me. But I guess you love Quinn more, you still do." I said holding back unshed tears in my eyes.

"Rachel please I'm sorry I was stupid." He said trying to reach out and clutch my hand.

"No, You just don't get it. Your actions cannot be forgotten by apologizes. Every time I see you I can't help but replay that horrifying moment where I didn't have a best friend anymore."

"Nothing can be forgotten Rach but can actions be forgiven?" He said as he eyes looked into mine. Unshed tears collecting in his eyes as well.

"Your betrayal hurt the most." Rachel said as she opened the door. "Let's just try and get this marriage thing over with." She sighed as she walked out the door.

As she reached the bottom of the steps with Puck trailing farther behind. When she reached the kitchen she noticed her Aunt Sue wasn't there.

"Where is Sue?" Rachel said as she reached into the pantry for a granola bar.

"They wanted us to talk. They went to arrange flowers for the wedding."

"Oh." Rachel quietly whispered as she sat down at the island in the kitchen. Puck pulled a stool out and sat next to her.

"Rachel let me explain." Rachel nodded slowly to signal she'd let him speak. "You know how I wrote Quinn that stupid love letter a few days before the ceremony?" Rachel recalled that perfectly. She remembered him coming up to her and begging her to help him write the letter to Quinn expressing his love for Quinn to be more romantic. And every minute she spent helping him write that letter was squeezing her heart tighter every time, bounding it in chains. Rachel nodded. "Well she said to prove I loved her I had to do that to you. I'm so sorry." Puck pleaded. "Quinn really did like me but she knew I liked you more so she wanted to banish the thought of you getting in the way."

"Well looks like the sword is double sided then." Rachel said quietly as she finished her granola bar.

"It's not like I didn't pay for it Rachel I did. The weeks that followed were painful knowing there would be no more midnight calls or secret handshakes. Every time I passed you in the halls and you didn't even meet my glance a part of my heart burned. That one time I got to tell you I loved you, you now think was a joke."

Rachel wouldn't look at him, she couldn't it hurt too much.

"Quinn told me you loved Finn. I was so mad at you, so it just put fuel on the fire. She said this would be the last time I could say I love you too you. But when you said it back I was too late to stop them."

"Do you still love Quinn?" Rachel murmured. And the silence that followed was more painful than a yes would have been. Tears dripped down from her eyes. "Puck, Leave."

"It's Noah." He said offended she would call him the name everyone else does. Because to Puck, Rachel Berry was not everyone.

"Not to me. Noah was someone I'd be proud to call my best friend. But he died along with our friendship." Rachel said as she went to go back upstairs to her room.

"I'll make it up to you somehow." Puck said as he reached for the door handle.

"Let's just get this marriage thing over with." Rachel said as she turned to walk back to her room as Puck sighed sadly and closed the door. Once Rachel reached her bed she broke, as sobs racked her body.

A/N: so this chapter shows why Rachel hated puck so much and will they overcome the past? I think so;) reviews are very much loved!