Chapter 3- The Almost Hero

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or Pretty Little Liars.

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Okay so this chapter has some Puckleberry in it (yay!), Brittana, some Kurt and Finn interaction, more Kurt/Santana friendship, and Quinn makes a really big mistake.

Oh and Quinn really does have a sister named Frannie (its in the episode where her parents find out she's pregnant).

Finn sat his bed his head in his hands. He felt tears falling down his face. Why did he do that to Sam? He was such a horrible person- after all he had done a lot of terrible things. So had Puck and now look- he was getting text messages too.

Who else had this "G" freak been texting?

"What if he's texting Sam" Finn thought.

That wouldn't be good- that would make everything even worse! Finn slammed his fist into the wall. It made a louder sound than he expected. His hand began to throb.

"I deserved that" he said quietly.

"Finn?" A soft voice said.

Finn looked up and saw his brother walking into the room. He looked really pale.

"Are you crying?" he asked.

"No!" Finn yelled. "Its the contacts"

"Finn you don't wear contacts"

"Shit" Finn thought.

"Are you okay?" Kurt asked.

Kurt still looked very scared and upset.

"Yeah... I'm just mad that Coach Beiste kicked Sam off the team. I mean- after everything he's been through"

"Ouch," said Kurt his sad expression becoming even sader.

Without warning Finn hugged Kurt.

"Oh- wait- Finn- wait" Kurt said. Finn removed his arms from Kurt. Kurt took off his jacket. "I'm really sorry- I didn't mean to ruin the moment- its just that this costs six hundred dollars and it can't be crinkled or cried on".

"I'm not crying!" Finn said.

Then it hit him.

"That thing costs six hundred dollars?"

"Its an Alexander McQueen limited edition"

"So this Alex guy thinks he can make his jackets six hundred dollars just because its limited edition?"

"And its Alexander McQueen! Six hundred dollars is actually a really good price for this jacket".

Finn looked at him.

"I mean- now since they're all gone and this is only one of probably twenty you could make a hell of a lot of money off of it"

"Are you serious?"

"Yeah! But no way am I selling it! Its my favortie jacket," said Kurt.

"So you would normally pay around six hundred dollars for a stupid jacket?"

"Its not stupid Finn- its fashion".

Kurt left the room annoyed taking his jacket with him.

For the first time in his life Finn had actually become interested in Kurt's clothes.

"I think Finn's getting text messages too!" Kurt said into his phone.

"You think so? I thought it was just some freak who had something against me," Santana said.

"Me too- but maybe someone's trying to freak out the whole Glee club. I bet its the football team- probably Karofsky".

"That asshole... your probably right. It sounds exactly like something he would do. I mean he did have the nerve to slushie me last year and he was always seriously attacking you all last year"

"I'm really sick of all of this crap he's put us through"

"Yeah- oh wait. Brittany's here. I have to go"

"Okay- bye. Good luck,"

"Thanks Hummel," then Santana hung up her phone.

Kurt's phone beeped.

Dear Kurtie,

Nice job figuring it out about Finn- but he's not usually that good at lying- but maybe he is. And I'm not just after the glee club- only a select few. People who really really get on my nerves. But your getting close. I would tell you to stop- but hey what do you have to lose? The only thing holding you back from telling is Santana's secrets. Why hide them? You don't even like her.

G

Kurt shut his phone. This is exactly what Karofsky would want. And he couldn't out Santana- it wouldn't be right. But... had "G" just told him who he was? Could he stop this? And what had "G" mean that Finn might actually be a good liar. Finn was a horrible liar. Kurt could always see right through him.

Rachel stormed into school. She knew the only reason people came to school on weekends was for sports- but this was important. She walked to Coach Sylvesters office and started to open the door- but it was locked. Didn't the cherrios have practice over the weekends?

"This just proves my point. She's probably out trying to find out more dirt about me," Rachel said to herself starting to turn around.

She found herself face to face with Puck.

"Are you okay Rachel?" he asked.

She nodded.

"Has anything weird been going on?" Puck asked.

Rachel pulled her closer to him and started to whisper, "I'm being stalked Noah. Somebody knows my secrets and they keep on texting me about it. I think they're trying to get me away from the club. I think its Coach Sylvester. It seems exactly like something she would do,".

"Okay- so "G" hadn't told her to shut up. Dumb move by him".

"That's really not good- maybe you should tell the police,"

Rachel was hesitant for a second. Then she said, "Okay- I will. Thank you Noah,".

"Puckerman! Practice is starting!" Coach Beiste yelled from across the hallway.

"I gotta go. Be careful Rachel"

Puck made his way across the hallway. Rachel felt her heart beating. Then her phone beeped. Not thinking she looked down. There was a picture of her pulling Puck towards her- it looked like they were about to kiss. Under it, it read:

Dear Rachel,

Maybe you should work on your secret keeping and I'll work on mine. Wouldn't want Finn to see this would you?

Love,

G

Quinn paced around her room. She needed to find a way to make money without Coach Sylvester finding out. But what could she do? She looked around her room. Nothing that she owned and was willing to give away was worth that much money.

"Quinny! Your sister is coming over tonight with her husband and one of their friends. Put on something nice," Her mom called from downstairs.

"Okay mom!" she called out.

Quinn frowned. She hated when her sister Frannie visited. She always played little miss nice perfect princess. Ever since Quinn had her little scandal Frannie had always made sure she was as virtuous and perfect as possible. It made Quinn sick. Quinn was pretty sure Frannie had lost her virginity a lot longer ago than Quinn had and deffinatly didn't stop there. Her husband was way too cute to wait for her. Quinn hoped that the friend was friends with Frannie's husband because then there was a lot bigger possibility that they could at least be slightly interesting.

"Hey Brittany," Santana's dad said as Brittany walked into the house.

"Hi," she said.

Santana tried to look as comfortable as possible.

"Do you know when dinner will be ready?" she asked her dad.

"I assume in an hour"

"Okay- well me and Brittany are going to go upstairs"

"Okay," said her dad smiling. "You two have fun"

"We will!" said Brittany.

The two of them ran upstairs to Santana's room and locked the door behind them.

"I love your room!" Brittany said happily belly flopping onto Santana's bed and hugging her pillows.

Santana just laughed at her friend's adorablness.

"So how are things going with you and Kurtie?" Brittany asked.

"They're good," said Santana.

"So I guess this means we can't make out and stuff anymore," Brittany said sadly.

"No Britts. Its not cheating if its with the oposite sex"

"What's opposite sex? Have we tried that?"

Santana laughed.

"No... I mean its not cheating if your with a boy and you do things with a girl"

"Oh," said Brittany.

"But if you were ever with a girl and you did things with another boy or girl it would be cheating" Santana explained.

"Oh. That makes sense" said Brittany.

Santana really hated lying to Brittany but it was the only way she was able to prevent Brittany from saying anything.

"But don't say anything to anyone especially Kurt. He's a little sensitive about this stuff"

Brittany nodded.

Santana smiled and sat beside Brittany. She pulled her closer and began to kiss her. All of the sudden her phone beeped.

"One second," said Santana upset about being interupted.

She was about to turn it off when something popped up on the screen. It was a picutre of her kissing Brittany very intamitly. Under the picture it read:

Very sexy! I think the school would agree. Your parents... not so much. If you want this picture to be for our eyes only then you need to tell Brittany how you feel about her. I'll give you a deadline. Do it by 3 p.m. tomorrow or this picture will go viral and everyone will know. Cluless little Britts will also be explained about your manipulative ways in a very descriptive letter.

Have fun,

G

Kurt made his way through the mall. He needed to calm his nerves and the best way to do that was shop. Most of the clothing selection was very bland in the Lima mall- but then his eyes fell on a Gucci shirt stuck in between two tacky plaid shirts. He quickly fished it out of clothing hell. He looked at it his eyes widened. It was so beautiful and perfect. He needed it! NOW! He almost made his way to the cashier when he saw Karofsky walking in his direction.

Kurt broke out into a run. They began to chase him through the mall. He quickly made his way to his car throwing his things into it but it was too late. Karofsky grabbed him.

"Hey Hummel" Karofsky said with a smirk on his face.

"Quinny!" Frannie yelled out happily embracing her sister. Quinn tried to keep on her happiest face.

"Hi Frannie," she murmered.

After Quinn and her mom said hi to Quinn and her husband their friend stepped up. He seemed about five years older than Quinn. And he was super gorgeous. Quinn had usually been one to stick to guys closer to her age but this guy was really cute. Not that she would want to date him or anything. He was just eye candy.

"Hello I'm Eduardo," he said holding his hand out to Quinn.

"I'm Quinn," she said shaking his hand.

He then shook her mothers.

"Well everyone dinner will be ready in a few minutes. Everyone get yourselves settled down for now while I go finish making everything," Quinn's mom said rushing back into the kitchen.

"Oh- I left something in the car. Can you come with me please?" Frannie asked her husband.

"Sure sweetie," he said.

Frannie smiled and the two of them walked out of the house.

"Pretty house," Eduardo said looking around.

Quinn smiled.

"So how do you know my sister?" she asked.

"Oh- I met her in college. We were... friends".

Something told Quinn that they were a lot more than that.

"So are you still in high school?" he asked.

"Senior" she said.

"Where are you thinking of going"

"I have no clue yet" she said with a laugh.

He smiled at her.

"Don't worry- I waited until the last minute too".

Quinn smiled at him.

"So I hear your a cheerleader,"

"Head cheerleader," she said very proudly.

Frannie and her husband walked back into the room as the same time Quinn's mother did.

"Dinner's ready!" she announced.

Puck threw of his pads and his pants. He decided to skip out on the shower tonight so he could make sure Dick- sorry- Rick wasn't in his house. He shoved his stuff into his locker and pulled on some gym shorts and a shirt. Rachel would be calling the police and everything would be fine. He had nothing to worry about. This "G" guy had really screwed up on who not to tell to shut up.

He smiled when he thought of how Rachel would unknowlingly be a hero to half of the glee club. Now he could go back to talking to her without worrying about what "G" would do to her- they would never be able to put her through the hell they thought they could put her through.

His phone beeped. He smirked- nothing that dumbass "G" guy could say now that could freak him out. When he looked down at the phone though his face dropped.

Dear Puck,

I'm not as stupid as you thought I was. I guess we both underestimated each other. I made sure Rachel will keep her big mouth shut now. And guess what... I know about you and Hummel- I have a source.

Have fun getting rid of me,

G

Puck's heart pounded. This wasn't happening. There wasn't any possible way he could know. The only other person who knew was... Hummel.

It seemed like this "G" guy had enough dirt on everyone to get them to do things and he could've easily got Hummel to slip. Puck clenched his fist.

He was going to have to go have a talk wth him.

Kurt limped over to his car. He hated this so much. Karofsky had just taken away the one place he had to be safe. This made him so mad. He felt hot tears fall down his face. He drove out of the mall catching his reflection in the mirror.

Shit- he had a black eye- he would need to sneak into his house to cover it up before his dad saw. He quickly grabbed his things and quietly opened the door. Then he snuck up the stairs to his room. He put down his stuff on his bed and went over to his vanity to start applying cover up.

"Hey Kurt,"

Kurt jumped but when he turned around it was only Finn.

"Woah dude..." he said.

"Please leave," Kurt said embarrassed.

"Are you-"

"Just leave- I'm fine- I'm used to it,".

Finn nodded sadly and left the room. Kurt finished applying his cover up and decided to just get into bed. He began to clear off his bed when he noticed the shirt. He smiled. At least he had the shirt.

He hugged it close to him then it hit him. He never paid for it. He looked down at the price tag.

"Oh no," he said.

He felt his heart beat. He looked at his clock. It was way to late to return it the mall closed now. He took a deep breath. He would just go to the mall the next day and pay for it.

He half expected his phone to beep but it didn't. That was good. "G" didn't know about this he was completely safe.

Quinn sat at the dinner table eating listening to her sister go on and on about her accomplishments and her perfect life blah blah blah. It was making her sick.

"Um mom," she said. Everyone looked at her. "I'm kind of tired and I have to go to cheer practice early in the morning tomorrow morning and Coach Sylvester won't be happy if I'm not completely awake during practice".

"Okay Quinny," her mom said.

She said goodnight to everyone and made her way up to her room. The morning practice was a total lie but anyone who knew Sue Sylvester would've believed what she had just said. She would have to just hang out with someone tomorrow- or something.

All of the sudden there was a knock on her door. She opened it up. It was Eduardo. All of the sudden he lunged at her attacking her with a kiss. She kissed back for a moment then realized what was going on.

"Woah! What are you doing"

"You are so beautiful Quinn Fabray," Eduardo said starting to go for her again. She pushed him away though.

"You can't just make out with me because you think I'm beautiful"

Eduardo laughed.

"Make out with you?"

"Okay- Eduardo- if you knew my sister you would know about my baby drama. I'm not ready to just have sex with somebody again just because they think I'm beautiful".

"Why?"

"Please don't tell me you were my sisters Fuck Buddy"

"Maybe for a little while- but she's nothing compared to you"

"You just met me"

"I know"

Quinn looked at him disgusted.

"Please get out of my room"

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

"No..."

"A girl like you should have a boyfriend. She should always have someone because its just ridiculous for you not to have someone"

Quinn didn't know why but she blushed. Then she thought of Sam and Mercedes. Everyone had said she and Sam were soulmates... but look at them now.

Sam... he was so sad. He almost had nothing to be happy about. She could make him happy. She knew she could- she wouldn't screw everything up this time. Nevere again.

"Who are you thinking about?"

"No one," she said.

"You know the best way to get over someone..."

"I can't... I don't want to chance it again,"

"Don't act like you didn't have sex after you had your baby"

Quinn looked down. That was true.

All of the sudden Eduardo took out a wad of money.

"What is that?" Quinn asked.

Eduardo smirked.

"I'll pay you"

"I'm not a prostitute"

But Quinn couldn't stop eyeing the money and Eduardo knew it.

"I won't tell. And if you want- I'll call you back"

Quinn tried to make herself say no but she couldn't stop thinking about Sam and how much he wanted to get to nationals. She couldn't get the image of him crying out of her head.

"I'm worth more than that" she said.

Eduardo smirked.

It wasn't that she was proud- its just that she wanted to take as much of this assholes money as possible to make him regret this. Quinn felt her eyes water. She tried to think of something that would make this easier. The only thing that came to her mind was when Ms. Holiday had said "everybody has a random".

It didn't work as much as she thought it would.

Okay- when I first had the idea about what Quinn does I wasn't expecting it to be so intense. I had a hard time writing it.

Also I hated putting the part about Karofsky and Kurt because Kurt is so horrible and I hate thinking about that kind of stuff happening to him (even though he's a fictional character) but I couldn't think of another way to have him steal the shirt completely unknowingly. Its not really his kind of thing to steal (unless you count the time he stole Coach Sylvester's jazzercise routine)

The next chapter is kind of going to be a little bit sad because all of the characters were really depressed and I didn't really want to kill the flow by trying to find something funny that could happen. So be prepared for the story to get a little sad. I'll try to lighten it up as soon as possible though. The next one is going to have some Brittana, Pummel awkwardness, Finchel (it had to go into the story... I'll get more Puckelberry in ASAP though), and Finn does something very unbrotherly.

I hope you'll enjoy it. I'll put it up as soon as I've completely finished it.

(still trying to figure out how to bring Blaine in)