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Puck and Sam opened the door of their place and immediately heard a melodious voice coming from the living room. They looked into each other's eyes and peaked at the room from the hallway.
Rachel was sitting on the couch with her back straight and a bunch of papers in front of her. She was singing her heart out but she turned when she heard applause from behind her once she finished. She flashed them a huge smile and chirped "Hello gentlemen! When did you two arrive? I didn't hear you!".
"We just arrived" answered Sam with a gentle smile while Noah approached her and kissed her sweetly, making her purr. He looked at the sheet of papers that where laying neatly in the coffee table and he asked her "What are you doing?". She immediately bright up and clipped her hands together with excitement before saying "You won't believe what happened to me earlier today! Mr. Herwig, the musical producer that was interested in working with me, called me to say that he and his partners decided to put on the revival of 'Les Mis' off-Broadway and they would love for me to go to an audition. Of course, I said yes and I throw myself in the search for the perfect song that would showcase my range and expressivity. And I haven't decided yet for which character I should audition for. Personally I really like the role of Fantine. Did you know that Patti LuPone portrayed this amazing character when it was staged in the West End in 1985? And I really think I would give to 'I dreamed a dream' the intensity it deserves. However, I'm more incline to audition for the role of Cosette or Éponine. If, from one hand, I'm closer to Cosette for our shared past – you know, away from our mothers and always misunderstood and mistreated by the other – on the other, Éponine is such a complex and challenging character and I would love to dive into the twirl of emotions that are inside her. Not to mention the fact that "On My Own" it's one of my favourite songs and it really displays the grandeur of my voice".
Noah was watching her whirlwind of a girlfriend while, with ruffled hair, was looking and grabbing the musical scores in front of her like a mad woman, muttering to herself after she ended her monologue to him. She abruptly stopped moving, let fall down the sheets she had in her hands and turned her head so fast he was sure that he heard a 'crick' from her neck. She narrowed her eyes and said "I have to phone Kurt. He would definitely help with my indecisiveness and we could come up with the best option for me". She ran out of the living room and into Puck's bedroom in record time.
He smiled looking at the closed door of his room and then sat down where she was once seated. Seconds after, Sam joined him on the couch with two beers and said "Dude, your girl is going to be a star. How do you feel about that?". Noah took one beer from his roommate and took a long sip before looking confused at the other and asking "What do you mean 'how do you feel?'? I feel fucking proud, that's how I feel. My girl is the shit. 'Bout time the world and those Broadway pricks realise that!". Then the blonde questioned "Aren't you afraid that she might find someone else? Someone with the same goals and aspirations as her and leave you high and dry? Aren't you afraid of that?".
At the mere thought of Rachel leaving him, his stomach clenched and his throat tightened. Well, that could be a possibility. He dreaded the day she would finally open her eyes and realise that she was so much better than him, that she was intended to greatness while he would still probably work at 'New Directions', maybe even substitute Schue as the owner when he would retire.
But then he thought of all the times that she told him that she was proud to be with him, all the times she felt safe in his arms and all the times that she told him she loved him. And he believed in her; he knew that she would fight for him just as much as he would fight for her and all the doubts that came with Sam's question disappeared.
He took another long gulp from the bottle and smirk to his friend saying "Well, she should get ready to fight then because I won't give up on us that easily. I fucking love that crazy midget and I will do anything to keep her with me the longest I can". The mohawked man looked at his friend, who was staring at him in awe, and then looked around the room before saying "And this is the moment when we paint each other's toenails and read Cosmo, right? Should I get Rach's mask creme and put on 'The Notebook'?". Sam scoffed and got up, walking away from him and muttering something like "For once that he was showing his feeling" or some bullshit like that. Noah laughed and turned on the TV.
He was engrossed in the re-runs of "Walker Texas Ranger" (you gotta respect a fellow badass, especially if he is Chuck Norris, one of his childhood heroes and role models along with Hugh Hefner, Arnold Schwarzenegger and Alice Cooper) when Rachel came back in the living room, still talking to Kurt "No, Kurt, I don't think auditioning naked would do me any good but thank you for the praise". You can bet your sweet asses that Puck's head snapped so fast towards his girlfriend so he could glared at her and growled "Over my dead body you're auditioning naked", at which she smiled at him and shook her hand dismissively, mouthing "Kurt's crazy idea, don't worry".
Noah relaxed slightly, turning his head back to the television set and putting an arm around his petite girl, but he was totally still listening at her phone conversation with her friend. Rachel settled on the couch as well, leaning on her boyfriend and bringing her knees up. Puck's hand went automatically around her knees, keeping them in place, and started to drew little hearts on them (or spades in reverse… but she was romantic so she decided that he was drawing hearts on her). She smiled and, with the arm that was free, she started to caress his arm as well.
"No, Kurt! I don't want to scared them. I'm already known to be a little bit excessive", she heard Noah snort at that but decided to let it slide, "So I think it's better if I present myself without any kind of outside interferences. What about a piano version of 'On My Own'? I got chills just thinking about the majesty of that masterpiece. It would be perfect". She shut up for a minute or so, humming at what Kurt was saying to her until she started to talk again "Yes, 'A Heart Full Of Love' would be really interesting, that's if I manage to change it for just one singer. So, if we talking about slightly modify the songs, I would also sing 'A Little Fall Of Rain'. But still, I think 'On My Own' would emphasise my vocal strengths much better. Sweetie, I'll talk to you tomorrow, alright? Have a nice evening and say hi to Blaine from me. Goodbye". She hung up and hugged Puck's arm, nuzzling her nose against it and pecking the inside of his elbow. He dragger her closer to him and kissed her head before softly say "I am really proud of you".
No swearing, no 'Babe' and it felt like the best thing that someone had ever told her. All it took was for him to say those six words to make her heart burst of joy and happiness. She felt as her eyes got wetter when she turned to look at him in the eyes and asked him with a small voice "Really?".
His face got closer and they kissed sweetly, tongues gently brushing against the other like they were slow dancing. When the kiss ended, he breathed deeply before looking in her eyes and telling her "Babe, how could I not be proud of you? You are a star and you're a step closer to show to the world just how bright you are. You're gonna kick some serious Broadway asses at the audition. Guess some of my badassness rub off on you". She shook her head and informed him that badassness wasn't a word but he just shrugged and asked "So what did you and wonder boy come up with?".
She flashed a huge smile at him and sat up, telling him, for the next half an hour, every single idea for her audition since she wanted to have his opinion too. Little did she know that his knowledge about "Les Mis" was basically non existent. Guess he had to find the DVD or the CD so he could help her too.
It was almost dinner time when Sam reappeared in the living room and, with a very big smile (not just out of happiness… mainly because of his massive mouth), said to Rachel "Big occasion calls for big celebration so what about I cook for you a nice dinner instead of the usual take-away? We can even open a bottle of wine!".
The woman was already nodding happily when Puck eyed his roommate and asked with suspicion "You aren't trying to food-poison her, right? Because she has to be in full forces and she can't be at her best if you cook some shit of yours". He felt a smack on the back of his head and he turned to his girlfriend, who was glaring at him. She looked at her blond friend and told him "Sam, I would be really happy to eat something you cooked! Please, do not listen to what Noah says; you cook some marvellous dishes!". Sam laughed and, before disappearing in the kitchen, reassured her "Oh, don't worry Rach. I learned not to listen to him a long time ago. He's just jealous of my cooking abilities".
Puck was about to say something back to his friend but the petite brunette launched herself on him, covering his mouth with her hand and menaced "Another hurtful word to Sam and I'm going to put you in time out for the next month". The man licked the palm of her hand but it stayed over his mouth and, when he shoot her an incredulous gaze, she rolled her eyes before stating "You've done worse than just a lick on one of my hands so don't act so surprised!". That made him laugh out loud so Rachel was forced to move her hand away and let him laugh away while she was seating next to him with arms crossed in front of her chest.
When he calmed a little, he grabbed her and brought her on his lap, still chuckling a bit in the crook of her neck. Her arm went around him and she started to play with the end of the Mohawk until he started to work on her neck, biting and licking. She tried to suppress a moan but he heard that anyway so he smirked and huskily asked "Want to go back in my room so I can show you all the other things I can to with my tongue?".
She was about to answer when they heard sound of pans hitting the floor followed by Sam's worried voice "D-Don't worry, guys! Everything is okay! Great! Don't come in!". Puck grunted and said reluctantly "Babe, have to check on Top Chef over there. I don't want to change kitchen… again": She grabbed his face, pecked his lips and slid down from his lap. Then she grabbed her phone and wiggled it at him saying "Don't worry, Noah. I'll call Finn and my dads with the good news in the meantime".
He smiled down at her, already keying a number on her phone and walked out in the room, ready to kick Trouty Mouth's ass.
Two weeks into March and one after the callback for the musical, Rachel bursted inside the club, looking frantically for Noah or Finn. She knew that she would have found them there because they decided to rehearse a little for a new performance Mike and Brittany had choreographed before the club opened.
So, she looked at the stage to see if they were still rehearsing but it was empty. She looked around the big room but the only people that were there were some of the bartenders, Schue and that creepy DJ who tried to kiss her. Those two were talking in hushed tones and the older was moving his arms frantically; she could see from her position his sweaty forehead and the bags under his eyes. He didn't look that good. And the DJ… he still looked really creepy and fishy as the last time she saw him.
She kept looking for two of the most important men in her life when, finally, the thick curtain opened and Noah came in sight. She yelled and jumped on him, who was standing shocked next the curtain. He grabbed her with a 'huff' and steadied her before saying "B, what are you doing here? And the fuck was that for? I know that you love to jump on my bone but…".
Rachel, still in his arms and with her legs wrapped around his waist, detached herself from him just enough to look at him in the eyes. She was about to speak when a voice behind her stated "The club don't open for another three hours. So you have to go out or I'll throw you". She was a very strong voice but with feminine traits in it.
Puck laughed and looked over his girlfriend's shoulder, saying "She can stay, Beiste. She's my girlfriend, Rachel". Puck slightly turned so the petite woman could see the person that was standing in front of them. It was a massive woman with short curly hair, face full of freckles and golden earrings on her ears. Her thin lips were now showing a gentle smile and her little blue eyes were shining with kindness. Her appearance of tough woman clashed with the warmth that her features showed.
Rachel climbed down from her boyfriend and get closer to the woman, who was extending her hand at her. She felt so little next to her. The petite brunette shook the other's hand and, apologetic, said "I'm so sorry to had given you the wrong impression. As Noah already stated, I'm his girlfriend and I'm also Finn Hudson's sister. My name is Rachel Berry. It's a pleasure meeting you, miss…". "Shannon Beiste" promptly replied the big woman, releasing Rachel's smaller hand from her strong grim "I'm the new bouncer of the club. It's nice to finally put a face on the name, pumpkin. The guys talk a lot about you", which made Rachel grin and turn towards her boyfriend saying "Oh, really? And what do they say?".
Noah stepped forward and took her girlfriend by the shoulder and said to the bouncer "Well, how the time flies when you're having good time, uh? And, unlucky, Beiste has to go check on that thing… Right?". The big woman laughed out loud and told Rachel "Guess I've been spoken for, dear. It was a pleasure to meet you". The petite brunette smiled and waved at her new acquaintance before turning towards her boyfriend and slapping him on the chest. "That was very rude, Noah!" stated Rachel, with a very unimpressed look on her face and making Puck roll his eyes. He held her in his arms and asked "So, what are you here for? I thought I would have see you later at your place".
Rachel's face lit up like a menorah and, with a huge grin, said "I got the part".
Puck's mouth fell open before he mirrored the grin that was on her face. He lifted her up and spun her around, making her laugh out loud. They stopped and he kissed her deeply. With short breath, he said against her lips "Fuck, babe. I knew it. You're too amazing for those not to give you the part".
She tightened her fist on his shirt and pecked his lips still smiling broadly. "I'm so close to Broadway, Noah" she whispered, as if this could had been taken away from her if she spoke louder, "I couldn't be happier: I have an amazing family, amazing friends, a boyfriend that loves me and I love in return and I'm going to be in an off-Broadway show just a couple of months after my graduation". Her eyes were misty and her voice trembled a little. She sniffed and a little teardrop escaped from the long eyelashes and rolled down her cheek, just to be stopped by his thumb that was stroking lovingly the soft skin.
He hugged her tight and pecked her neck, while she released a watery laugh. She nuzzled her nose against his ear and whispered "I love you, Noah Puckerman". He laughed and he was looking right into her eyes when he replied "I know; I'm fucking loveable like that", gaining a slap in her chest and a fucking adorable pout in return.
He kissed the pout away, making her giggle, and was about to talk when they heard the click of a camera going off. They turned and saw Sam with his phone raised to capture a picture of the two. The blonde, smiling at the screen, said at the two lovebirds in front of him "This is a great addition to our scrapbook about you two. You're just too adorable". "Our?" "Scrapbook?! The fuck… Wait! You call me another time 'adorable' and I cut your dick off!" were the different reactions at the blonde's statement.
"All of us are putting together all the numerous pictures of you two together that we take when you're with us. It just serves to prove the cuteness of Puckleberry" Sam answered and, after a heated glared from Puck, clarified "Britt's words, not mine. She came up with the idea too".
'Oh, sweet little Brittany' Rachel thought with a fond smile, then she decided that she had to ask her to show how is the scrapbook coming out so far. She would really like to see the pictures they had taken of them two.
In that moment, Finn and the other guys entered in the hall too and Rachel, remembering the reason why she went there, squealed and threw herself at her brother too. As soon as she delivered him the great news, they both jumped excitedly and shed some tears (even if Finn told his colleagues that he had something in the eye… in both his eyes… That didn't stop the guys, except for Blaine, from teasing him for that). The others hugged and congratulated her, telling that next time they go out together, the first two rounds would be on her.
Sam chimed in and asked "Did you already tell Quinn? She's gonna be thrilled!". Rachel smiled dropped a little bit "I will probably tell Q and Emma the news tomorrow, since I have to quit my job at the diner. Even if I'm so ecstatic for my role, I feel like I'm going to miss working there. It was my first job in the City. Emma will cry for sure.". Working at the diner was very cosy and familiar, especially thanks to Quinn and Emma. It was really sad to say goodbye: not to Quinn since she was in her circle of friends and was her boyfriend's roommate's girlfriend, but to Emma and it broke her heart a little.
Puck caressed her on her shoulder's blades, feeling her sadness and wanting to comfort her. She flashed him a grateful smile and the group started to chat, falling into a nice familiarity.
That was until Schue came to them and harshly said "She has to get the fuck out of her or I'll make her throw out by the bouncers". Puck immediately clenched his fist and tilted menacingly his head toward him "The fuck did you just say?". Like hell he would let him speak to her like that. He might be his boss but he didn't give a flying fuck right now.
Rachel was staring at the owner and the more she looked at him, the more she understood that he wasn't completely himself. He was sweatier than when she arrived earlier, he seemed really nervous and she was near enough that she could see how bigger his pupils were. And that it was a completely different personality he was showing: in the rare occasions the two spoke to each other, the man was nothing but polite with her.
So, she put a hand on Noah's forearm and, with a firm grip, reassured him that everything was fine and told William "I'm going to leave in a minute, Mr. Schuester. Don't worry". The owner nodded frantically, looked around suspiciously and walked fast towards the curtain.
The guys were speechless after witnessing Schue's attitude; they had never seen him went off on someone like that. Sure, since the came back from the Christmas break, he seemed a bit off but they didn't think he would change that much
Rachel was the first to speak and said to them in a gentle voice "I think something's wrong with him Please, try to help him out, would you do that for me? Noah, Finn, I'll see you back home later. Gentlemen, it's always a pleasure seeing you and, when you see miss Beiste, give her my regards". She pecked her boyfriend's lips and waved good-heartedly at the others before leaving the club.
Mike talked to Puck "Man, your girl is pretty epic. I mean, Schue just treated her like crap but, instead of bite his head off like everyone else would have done, she asked us to help him with whatever he has in mind?! Props!". He was dead serious in his statement; he would bet his house that none of the girls in their little group would have react like that: Santana, Mercedes, Quinn and Tina (yes, even Tina – she looked all cute and shy but she actually was very fierce) would have kicked Schue's ass pretty hard until he would have apologised while Brittany would have cried at the reaction (which would still have leaded to an ass-kicking, courtesy of Santana for making Britt Britt cry). He didn't know Marley that well so he couldn't really tell how she would react but whatever.
Puck was standing with his fist closed tight, knuckles turned white, still pissed for what the owner told his girlfriend. He turned his head towards Mike and replied "Yeah, she's pretty great… But keep the fucktard away from me or I'll rearrange his fugly face", talking about the older man. He didn't give a damn about what-the-fuck-ever was happening to the dude, he just knew that he treated his Rachel like shit and that was not kosher.
So he stomped his way to the bar, pushing Jew-fro that was in his way. The oily man tried to react and whine but, with a dead glare from the mohawked man, he shut his mouth.
Thank God for the inventor of Jack Daniels and for the amber liquid that made everything better and always calmed his nerves.
"Santana, I know that we have to celebrate the role and everything but can't we go somewhere else? Please? Pretty please?" begged the big-eyed brunette her best friend but the Latina, after years of friendship, was almost immune to the other's big doe pleading eyes so she just answered "Suck it up and shut up, Berry. We're going to New Directions. First of all, I promised Britt that I would take her there". The blonde beauty next to Santana clapped her hands excitedly and smiled broadly before kissing tenderly her girlfriend. Rachel smiled fondly at the love that her two friends were showing for each other. Santana smiled when they broke the kiss, pecked another time Brittany's lips and continued "Second, even the others agreed to go there so you won't be alone in your 'stripper's girlfriends club' and third, don't you want to celebrate your big break with your man?", at which Rachel scoffed and said without thinking "I've already celebrate with him. Many and many times".
As soon as the words she just uttered settled in her brain, her eyes grew even bigger and she slammed one hand on her mouth, keeping her from another attack of verbal diarrhoea. Santana had tears on her face for how much she was laughing and even Brittany was laughing of Rachel's statement but then she stopped and added seriously "They would be so hot to watch". That made Santana stop too and looked first at her boo with amazement and pure adoration in her eyes and then at her best friend with pleading eyes but she was met by Rachel stony face that deadpanned with a final "Don't you even think about that". "Party pooper" the Latina muttered under her breath.
The cab pulled over in front of the club and, after paying for the ride, the girls got off it and walked towards their friends who were waiting for them, next to the big door. From the line outside the club, it seemed like the guys were going to have a pretty busy night that night. The group shared their hellos and went to the bouncer. Rachel was happy to see Beiste at the door; even if they exchange just few words, she thought that the new bouncer was very nice and had a really good heart. "Hello, Ms Beiste! How are you this fine night?" said the petite woman to the much bigger one, who hugged her and replied "Hello to you too, pumpkin! Please, call me Beiste! I'm fine, thank you. Guess you're here for the show, right?". Rachel shrugged and tilted her head to her group of friends "I wasn't my idea but theirs. We're celebrating the fact that I got a part on a off-Broadway role". In the other woman's face appeared a huge grin and took her in her arms again, almost squeezing the life out of the brown-eyed woman and yelled "Whoa, Rachel! That's amazing! Congratulation! Go, go and enjoy the night!".
The group entered and directed towards a free table. In Quinn's and Kurt's face you could see how curious but, at the same times, almost shy they were. At least they were taking it so much better than Rachel's first time at New Directions. Mercedes was familiar to the place, even if she didn't go there that often, while Brittany was beaming and taking in the atmosphere of the club.
On the stage, there was Blaine in his Ken's attire: light blue cardigan on his shoulder, Hawaiian shirt, Bermuda shorts and, on his feet, loafers. It took only a couple of minutes to take off his shirt, showing a really nice and lean body, every muscle well defined. Kurt stiffed next to her and Rachel turned to him the moment a long whistle of appreciation left Santana's lips: she had never seen her friend so red in the face. She patted her friend's back sympathetically and shot a small smile at him before saying "Girls, I just think it's sick that we're here watching the guys perform since they're all our boyfriends or my brother. It's just not healthy or normal at all". Santana looked at her with an eyebrow raised and a smirk on her face and told her "B, who the fuck cares about 'healthy' or 'normal'? Because, flash news, we're not normal. Like, at all. Plus, it's always fun to see someone take his or her clothes off" and, with that, she turned to talk to Kurt "Sparky pants, congratulation on your little boytoy over there! You could wash your clothes on those abs. Just hope for your sake that he's not so little down there too". At the statement, Kurt's eyes grew comically and Rachel called for the waiter. She felt that they would need A LOT of alcohol to get through the night.
The little group chatted, blushed and laughed looking their boyfriends on the stage (Rachel still refused to watch Finn's show for the same obvious reason… Doesn't matter how much she loved him and wanted to support him: watch your brother taking off his clothes in front of horny women is just gross) and the guys stopped by as soon as they got off the stage and spotted them in the crowd. They teased their girls to be there but they were also happy to have them there, even if it was weird that they still had to flirt with the other customers; they were still working so they couldn't be all there, with the same group of women, and neglect all the others; Schue would quickly realised what they were doing and cut them off (the mood changes were still frequent and pretty scary).
At some point, all the boys were gone and ready to do the group performance that Mike and Brittany created. The stage was covered in fog and one of the boys with black fedora, black raincoat, black pants and a black umbrella in his hand, walking on the stage and twirling the now open umbrella. This action lift up some of the fog, surrounding the man. The lyrics of 'It's raining men' started to fill the club and, with that, also the catcalls and the yells of the women in the room. The other men started to come up on stage, one by one, while the first was closing the umbrella. With the way they were dressed you couldn't really say who was who, the hat and his shadow covered their faces perfectly. Once all the men were on stage, they started to striking some poses following the rhythm but when the chorus approached they started to move inwards so that the first man, the one that started the choreography, was on the peninsula.
At the chorus, they opened all the umbrellas so that they were hidden behind them and twirled them, playing with the props until they had to drop them in the nearest spot and started the actual danced part, sliding on their feet and taking off sensually their fedora. Now Rachel realised that the first one was her Noah, smirking at the ladies around the peninsula. Jealousy started to settled on the small brunette, who felt like she was impotent, like she couldn't slap everyone of those women and yelled at that "It's my man your drooling at! Stop it!" but the wink he sent her way made it a little bit easier to breath.
The guys suddenly opened their raincoat and slid on their knees. They were wearing a black vest, black collar and black tie without a shirt under hit, leaving very little to the imagination. They turned on their knees and got up, moving the arms so that they were wearing the coat just with one arm in. Puck moved on the stage signalling each of his colleagues, who, on different beats, did, singularly, a different move. They got rid of the raincoat so that the move that would follow would display their biceps (Rachel thought that she was a very, very lucky woman to call dibs on those perfect and lovely arms).
The guys made their arms slid lasciviously down their torso until the lyrics stopped for a second, Puck cupped his ear as if he wanted to hear the women scream (making them scream even louder than before) and, while the others started to taking off their vests, Puck did a very quick series of pelvic trusts. Then he went down on his knees and moved doing some more trusts, this time they were slower and in time with the music. The crowd went wide and Rachel's mouth flew open (it could have been even a little bit of drool but she would deny it on her collection of knee socks… she never actually liked them anyway).
Puck rejoiced his colleagues and took off his vest too. The group moved forward on the stage until all the men were on the peninsula and they some slides, ending still so that they were showing to the adoring crowd their perfect bodies.
It seemed like the performance was over so the crowd clapped and yelled a little bit louder, throwing money at them. But suddenly, a different song, a more upbeated one, started and all the guys moved their hips sensually, following the music. They jumped off the stage and started to dance on the clients' lap, making them squeal in pleasure while their girlfriend groaned at the vision.
Mercedes started to talk so that they wouldn't have to watch that part by saying "I hate this part. It's all okay until those bitches put their paws on them. I just want to punch them all, you know?". The other girlfriend nodded and Kurt even said "Amen, sister. Thank God Blaine is gay or I would completely go insane! You're really very strong and confident women to let your man do this kind of job".
There was a break after that performance so the guys took advantage of it and went to check on their women. The only one who was missing was Puck, which, of course, Rachel immediately noticed. She turned around and tried to find him at the bar but it was very crowded and so it was impossible for her to spot him. So she excused herself and went to look for her boyfriend.
She was shoved in the crowd but, in the end, she spotted his Mohawk. She was already smiling when she approached him but her smile froze and fell when she found him and a blonde woman kissing.
Rachel could feel her throat got tighter and tighter and a single tear fell on her cheek. She turned on her heels and walked fast towards the table, gathering all her things once she arrived there. She has to go away from there. Away from him. She couldn't believe that she trusted him. She was a fool and just couldn't stand his sight right now. Now she could feel the tears fall freely from her eyes.
The group went silent while watching the petite brunette preparing herself to go away. They could see her tear-streaked cheeks and her red puffy eyes. Finn and Santana immediately worried and tried to find out what happened to her but she remained silent; she couldn't handle a conversation like that right now. So she just went out, deliberately ignoring the calls of her friends. As soon as she was out of there, took a deep, shaky breath and got in the first cab available.
She sobbed loudly, letting the sadness and the pain wash over her. Right now, she wished she had never met Noah Puckerman.
Drama, my dearies! What do you think about this chapter? Please, let me know! I love hearing from you and reading your opinions!
Up Next: Noah's point of view and the confrontation (and something more...but you have to wait to know exactly what it it :))