Not Like I Think About You Constantly
By: Tracy Cook
Disclaimer: I do not own anything; these characters belong to the creators of Glee, One Tree Hill, and The Vampire Diaries.
Authors Note: This is an AU fic that focuses around Glee/OTH/Vampire Diaries. There will be NO VAMPIRES and characters may be slightly OOC, but I will try and keep them in character.
Pairing: Quinn/Rachel, Brooke/Haley, and Caroline/Rebekah.
Warning: No Baley interaction in this chapter… A lot of Rebekoline and Faberry. Next chapter will be divided more evenly again though, I promise! :)
Rating: M
Chapter Thirteen
Help, I'm Drowning in My Misery
Rebekah allowed her eyes to wander over her reflection in the mirror. Examining the dress that she had chosen for the evening. It was a short strapless red dress that clung to her curves perfectly, accentuating all of the positives that her body had to offer, and drawing attention away from her flaws. Her blonde hair was curled and styled beautifully. She knew that she looked amazing.
Doing a twirl, a full-lipped grin spread across her face as she witnessed herself from every angle. She prayed that Caroline would approve of her attire.
A light blush tainted her pale skin as she thought about the other blonde. She knew that tonight was not a date. She had been internally reminding herself non-stop, but that did not stop her heart from racing when she thought about it. Nor did it stop her from romanticizing the evening. Rebekah wanted it to be a date so badly.
'I wonder if Caroline is thinking of tonight as a date…' She doubted it.
Her eyes landed on the necklace that rested against her chest. She reached up and thumbed it gently, watching it in the mirror. Her thoughts consumed with images of her mother as she wondered what it would be like to have her mother there to help her get dressed for her date. 'It is not a date… It is just a school project…'
Rebekah jumped and let out an embarrassing squeak as she heard the doorbell ring. Her heart started racing in anticipation as she walked out of her room and toward the stairs. At the top of the stairs she stared down to see her brother talking to Caroline at the front door. Her stomach flipped and she felt sick all of a sudden, knowing that he was going to try and do something to destroy her happiness.
He hated seeing her happy.
"So." Niklaus smiled. "You must be the lovely young woman that I have read so much about." He held out his hand to her.
Caroline looked down at it with confused blue eyes and a furrowed brow, before reaching out and taking it with her own. He smirked and flipped her hand around delivering a kiss to the back of it.
Rebekah watched from the top of the stairs. She was barely able to make out the blush that formed on Caroline's face and the soft giggle. It caused her muscles to tense and her eyes to darken with murderous anger. She had quite the temper, and she got jealous easily. Nik was intentionally testing that.
"Yeah, I guess so…" She shrugged her shoulders and smiled at him. "I'm Caroline."
"Pleased to make your acquaintance, dear. I am Niklaus." He dropped her hand after a minute longer than she was comfortable with. He was flirting with her, and obviously, much like Rebekah often did.
'Okay, what the heck is up with this family!? Why are they all so open and flirty and stuff, it's super freaking creepy...'
Rebekah clenched her jaw and lifted her head high, confidently walking down the spiraling staircase toward the main room of the mansion. Caroline cast her eyes toward the staircase and her breath caught in her throat as she saw the other woman. She was dressed in an extremely revealing and sexy dress, her hair was curled and fell perfectly against her porcelain skin, and her full lips were painted red and looked delicious.
She blushed as she allowed her eyes to wander along her exposed cleavage and down over her long toned legs, watching as the muscles in them flexed. Caroline was suddenly feeling underdressed, wearing her jeans and tank top.
"Leave the poor girl alone, Nik."
Caroline did not say anything. She could feel the tension between the siblings, but she did not really understand it. Were they competing for her affections?
"She does not appear to be in peril." Niklaus countered, staring over at his sister.
Rebekah laughed sarcastically as she approached the two of them. She caught his eyes with her own and scowled. "Trust me; any girl on the opposite end of your flirtation is in peril."
Caroline looked between the siblings. They definitely seemed bitter toward each other. Honestly, it looked like they completely hated each other. She didn't really get along with her own mother, and they fought a lot, but they were usually civil with each other. These two just seemed spiteful. She recalled what Rebekah had said about keeping someone else's dark secret, and she wondered if it was her brother's secret. She wondered what it was.
'Maybe I made a really big mistake coming here… these people are crazy…' She glanced around the room as the siblings bickered. It was huge. Big enough to hold a ball in, and the decorations were ancient. It reminded her of a castle. Yet, there were no parents around. 'How could they afford a place like this…? Maybe I should like leave… This was a bad idea!'
Rebekah moved toward Caroline, still scowling at her brother. "Please do ignore my brother." She turned to look at the beautiful blonde and smiled, extending her arm to her. "Right this way, Caroline."
Caroline looked at the arm warily. This would be her last chance to change her mind and leave. Taking in a breath and letting it out, she reached out and linked her arm with Rebekah's, allowing her to lead her up the stairs. Caroline looked around at the décor, everything looked so expensive and old-fashioned. 'This is so creepy… like seriously, straight out of Dracula or something… Maybe they are vampires!' She laughed a little. 'No, don't be silly Caroline, Vampires do not exist… Seriously though, they are weird…'
Rebekah turned and smiled at her and it calmed her nerves. She knew that she could trust her. At least she wanted to believe that she could trust her.
"Supper will be prepared shortly!" Niklaus shouted after the two of them.
Caroline felt the British woman's muscles tense in her arm as her brother shouted, she wondered why he upset her so much. There had to be a reason.
Rebekah led the way into her bedroom so that they could begin working on their glee club project. She was feeling less and less excited about the evening as the minutes passed, she knew that her brother was going to ruin it. Once inside of her room, Caroline stopped walking in order to look around. It was huge, and furnished similarly to the first floor, the bed was a king sized bed. She uncomfortably stood in the center of the vast room.
"Don't just stand there, love. Make yourself at home."
"Uh, yeah… right…" She stuttered out awkwardly as she made her way toward the bed and took a seat on the edge of it. Fidgeting with her hands and tapping her foot nervously. She was sort of scared. She was not usually so awkward, but this was not a house. It was not home-y in the slightest. It was just a huge, ancient, lonely mansion.
Caroline waved around her hands uncomfortably. "So, I was thinking about some song choices, and I came up with a few." She paused and opened up her shoulder bag, pulling out a notebook. "I'm sorry I didn't-uh—" She cast her eyes over to Rebekah who was now sitting beside her on the edge of the bed, crossing her long exposed legs. Caroline's heart skipped and she bit down on her bottom lip, prying her eyes away. "—dress up more… I didn't know we would be having dinner and stuff."
"Do not worry about it. You look stunning just the way you are dressed, Caroline. You always do." She smiled reassuringly, watching the other woman blush at her words.
"Thanks… You look really great too." She admitted. 'Like really really REALLY great!' Caroline could not deny how gorgeous Rebekah was. She looked perfect in every single way.
"Thank you." Rebekah blushed softly, her blue eyes landing on the notebook in her hand. "Now, please do show me the song selection you have chosen for our duet."
"Oh, right. Here ya go." The compliment had distracted her from what she had been doing. She quickly opened the notebook and leant over allowing the blonde Brit to read over it.
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Quinn and Rachel had decided that meeting at Rachel's house would serve to make things slightly less awkward. But, as Quinn extended her finger and rang the doorbell, and Rachel opened the door, their eyes met and they both realized that it was not going to be any less awkward. Being near each other, talking to each other after everything that had happened, that was what made everything awkward.
The blonde cheerleader wore a scowl as she stared at the other woman.
"Hello, Quinn!" Rachel exclaimed, her smile wide as she held the door open for her. "Please do come inside." She could not mask her surprise when she witnessed Quinn Fabray standing on the other side of her front door. She had expected her to cancel.
"Honestly, I was quite worried that you would be unable to attend this afternoon and that you would cancel our arrangement."
"Well, I'm here." She muttered nonchalantly. "So, how about we just get started?"
"Of course." Rachel smiled brightly, her brown eyes shimmering with excitement. She could not believe that she was getting another opportunity to spend time with the beautiful woman of her affections. She knew that with time she would be able to break through her walls and find the person constantly hiding behind them. It would just take patience. Which she admittedly did not have much of, but she did have persistence.
Rachel started toward the stairs, nodding to show Quinn to follow her. "My room is right this way. I have already taken the time to put together a binder full of possible song choices that I believe will accommodate both of our vocal ranges magnificently." She smiled smugly, obviously proud of herself and the work that she had already put into the duet. "I am certain that you will be most impressed with my selection."
"I'm sure I will, Rachel…" Quinn admitted. The starlet constantly impressed her. Her talent, her ambition, her drive, they were admirable qualities that she wished she had more of.
Upon entering her room, Quinn was assaulted with an overdose of Rachel Barbra Berry. She looked around the room and she could see her in everything, her scent was surrounding her, intoxicating her. There were gold stars on everything, a huge mirror, pink blankets with hearts all over them, stuffed animals, and an elliptical with a picture of herself and Barbra Streisand hanging in front of it. It would have been odd if it were anyone else's room. She just found it to be very Rachel. 'And very cute…'
The petite diva turned around with a wide smile, and extended her hand. "Please do make yourself comfortable, Quinn. The binders are over there on the bed." She blushed softly and added. "Although, it is more than acceptable if you choose to sit in a chair instead of on the bed."
She nodded and moved toward the bed, taking a seat on the edge of it and picking up one of the binders to nervously flip through the pages. It was easier to concentrate on the project than how cute Rachel looked in her button up shirt and skirt, smiling at her, and the scent of her room invading her senses and causing her to grow dizzy and lightheaded. Quinn could tell that Rachel was just as nervous as she was. 'Can't really blame her for being nervous around me…'
Looking up at Rachel, she realized that she was still waiting for some sort of validation. "This is fine, Rach."
"Okay, good!" She clapped her hands together. "Also, if you would care for a snack, or perhaps a beverage, we have a wide assortment of—"
"—Rachel, I'm fine. Really. I just want to get to work on this project."
Rachel noticed that Quinn seemed to be eager to get to work quickly. 'She probably just wants to get it over with as soon as possible so that she can leave…' "Okay, in that case let's get to work." She forced a smile and attempted to sound enthusiastic, but she knew that she had lost her luster.
Quinn could tell that she was upset as well. "Rachel…"
"It is perfectly fine, Quinn." She insisted, taking a seat beside her on the bed and lifting up one of the binders.
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Caroline was trying her hardest to concentrate on the song, but she could not stop her mind from racing with all of these questions. She was a naturally curious person and she wanted to know more about Rebekah. It was obvious that there was a lot hiding beneath her exterior. Rebekah had all of these secrets. She lived in a huge mansion all alone with her brother, and Caroline wondered how they could afford it. Was it like Brooke's parents? Where they paid for everything, but were gone most of the time?
Glancing around the room, she decided to say something about it. "This place is so amazing! I didn't even know that there were houses this big in Lima! It's seriously like a castle or something."
Rebekah shrugged her shoulders and smirked. "Not quite a castle, but it is decent."
Caroline's eyes widened in surprise, "Decent!? This place is freaking awesome! How can you and your brother even afford a place like this?"
Her smile fell immediately at the mention of her brother residing in her house, that was definitely not going to be permanent. "He does not live here." She insisted. "This house is mine, and mine alone, he is only visiting temporarily."
'She owns this whole place and lives here alone?! That's crazy! She's only like seventeen years old…' Caroline furrowed her brow and changed the wording of her previous question. "How did you afford a place like this, then? Do your parents like work overseas as secret agents or something and help you pay for it?"
"I bought it with my inheritance, so to speak." Rebekah spoke in a low and serious tone of voice, catching Caroline's eyes with her own. They were full of sorrow.
Caroline could tell that something was wrong. That this family had a dark past, and that Rebekah resented it. She wondered if she inherited the money to pay for the house from her parents when they had died. 'That's usually what happens… I wonder what happened to them… how they died…' With sadness shimmering in her own eyes she asked, "What happened to your parents?"
"They are back in England." Her voice was harsh and straight to the point. She did not wish to talk about her past. There were too many secrets. About her parents, about how her and her brother had got to America, and how she could afford the house.
Blue eyes landed on the necklace that rested against Rebekah's chest. Caroline watched as she idly played with it, running her fingers over it, and twisting it. She nearly asked where she had got it, but thought better of it. 'She probably doesn't want to tell me…'
After a few minutes went by of awkward silence, Caroline whispered out softly. "You must miss them…"
Rebekah cast her eyes downward. "I miss my mother every single day." She admitted, a sad smile gracing her full lips. "As for my father…" Her voice immediately turned harsh and hateful. "He can rot for all I care."
"It must get lonely in this big house all alone…" Caroline concluded.
"At times. Sometimes the loneliness and silence are comforting, other times they are suffocating. For the most part though, it is not that bad."
Caroline reached out and placed a comforting hand over Rebekah's, squeezing gently and smiling at her. Rebekah was shocked by the contact and glanced up, catching her eyes with her own. Caroline did not say anything. She knew that she did not need her to say anything; she just needed someone to show her that they would be there for her. She just needed to know that she wasn't alone. That someone cared about her.
Rebekah appreciated both the gesture as well as the other woman's silence. She knew how difficult it was for Caroline to not speak. But, she could not handle answering any more questions.
"Supper is prepared, lovelies!" Niklaus shouted from downstairs. His voice startling both women and causing them to jump.
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"So, you're gonna sing the main part of this duet, right?" Brooke asked from the opposite side of the island in Tyler's kitchen. She really did not want to sing any of the song.
"I thought you were gonna sing the main part. I can't sing, Brooke." Tyler insisted.
"I can't sing either!" She whined out. Of course she would get stuck with the one other person in glee club who could not sing. "I heard you sing in glee club, you weren't that bad."
"Dude, they only let me sing one line for a reason!"
"I guess we could just split the song up equally." She groaned out in frustration, burying her head in her arms against the countertop. Brooke had honestly been hoping to be paired up with someone who would gladly do all of the singing. 'Like Rachel… She would have done all of it…' Glancing up at him she added. "And pick a song with like no words."
Tyler laughed and nodded his head as he started to look up wordless songs on his laptop.
As Tyler typed away on his laptop, Brooke started to grow more and more curious about what had happened between him and Caroline. She had asked her best friend on multiple occasions since the breakup, but she refused to tell her anything. A dimpled grin spread from one ear to the other as she looked across the counter at him. She loved gossip.
"So, what's going on between you and Caroline?" She wondered.
His muscles tensed as he heard the question. "That's none of your business, Brooke."
Brooke whined out loudly as she sat up and placed her hands on the countertop. That was exactly what Caroline kept telling her. "Oh, come on! She won't tell me anything either! It just doesn't make any sense! You were all that she could ever talk about, and all that she wanted for so long!"
"Well, obviously she doesn't want me anymore."
"I get that, I just don't get why." Brooke admitted, looking him over suspiciously. "Was there trouble in paradise?" Her voice was suggestive and he knew that she was implying that their sex-life had been bad.
"Yeah, but it wasn't what you're thinking. That trouble's name is Rebekah Mikaelson."
Brooke's face contorted in confusion as she popped one of the chocolates into her mouth that were set out in a bowl for guests. His words didn't make any sense. "Huh? You mean, you want Rebekah now? Or did you cheat on her with Rebekah, because that is so not cool. She has been threatened by her since—"
"—No, Brooke! I don't want Rebekah, she wants Rebekah now!"
The chocolate got caught in her throat and she started to choke as she heard his words. She coughed loudly, until she could swallow the piece of candy. Her hazel eyes wide as she replayed his words in her head. They did not make any sense. Caroline was the straightest woman that she knew. Quinn pretended to be straight, but everyone knew she kind of liked Rachel. Caroline talked about hot guys all the time, she went to Twilight to watch Jacob take his shirt off, she was not interested in Rebekah.
"Excuse me!?" She screamed. "What did you just say!?"
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Quinn watched Rachel from the foot of her bed as the starlet belted out the last line of the duet that they had chosen to sing. They had been singing together, but she could not help but be amused by how into the song Rachel got, even when it was just practice. She was a star. Her eyes were closed and she looked emotionally lost in the words of the song. It was beautiful, and captivating. She could watch her sing all day.
"So, what did you think?" Rachel asked with a smile. "I for one think that our voices blended splendidly."
"It was amazing Rachel… you sounded great."
Her smile widened and she blushed softly at the complement. Doing a little bow she returned to her seat beside the blonde on the bed. "Thank you, Quinn. You, too, sounded wonderful. Though, I do wish that you would have stood up and performed the song properly with me." She scolded, glaring over at her.
Quinn laughed and shook her head at the ridiculous antics of the other woman. "I will in glee club…" Her smile faltered a little as she thought about singing the duet in glee club, in front of everyone that they knew. It was terrifying.
"I must confess, I did not expect our voices to blend so perfectly." Rachel admitted, catching hazel eyes with brown. "They seem to almost balance each other out."
"Yeah…" She breathed out as her eyes got lost in those large emotional eyes. It was amazing that one individual could portray so many different emotions with just a glance. "They do balance each other out…" Quinn related it to the two of them. The way that Rachel seemed to balance her out, and vice versa. Everything was perfect when they were alone together. She sighed, knowing that it was selfish to be enjoying their time together. 'I need to leave…'
Quinn pushed herself off the edge of the bed and stood to her feet, turning to look down at Rachel. "I should get going."
Rachel knit her brows together in confusion and her eyes filled with sorrow. "So soon?" She pleaded. "I was hoping that we could spend some time together after we chose our duet."
"Rach…"
"I just thought that maybe we could watch a movie together, or something of the sort."
"We can't…" She dismissed the idea.
Rachel stood to her feet quickly, her fists clenched at her sides and her chin lifted. A look of determination written across her face as she walked toward Quinn and stared up at her. "And why not? No one else has to know about it, Quinn. You spent the night with me every night while I was at the hospital recovering, and I miss spending time with you. Don't you miss it at all?" Her voice held desperation.
"Of course I miss it…" Quinn whispered out with teary hazel eyes. Her chest clenched tightly, she felt guilty. She missed Rachel all of the time, but she did not deserve to miss her after everything that she had done.
"Then just stay for one movie, please?"
Quinn eyed her warily; she still did not think that it would be such a good idea. But, she found it impossible to say no when Rachel asked her to do something. Finally, she said, "On one condition."
"And what would that be?" Her voice heightened and her smile spread across her face. 'She is going to stay for a movie!'
"You let me pick the movie."
A pout formed on Rachel's full lips. "But, I was hoping that we could watch Funny Girl. I have the version with extra features and everything."
"That is my condition."
"Fine, if you insist. You can choose the movie that we watch." Truthfully, she did not mind. Quinn would still be forced to choose a movie from her personal collection, which for the most part were musicals. She would enjoy whatever she chose to watch. She was just excited that they were actually finally going to hang out together, and it wasn't just because she felt bad about her almost dying. Quinn Fabray wanted to spend time with her. 'She even said that she misses it… Operation Get Quinn Fabray is working!'
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Niklaus sat on one side of the table, Rebekah sat on the other side, and Caroline sat between both of them. Currently, Niklaus was leaning against the table so that he could be closer to the beautiful blonde.
"To our lovely guest." He lifted his wine glass in Caroline's direction and watched as she blushed brightly before lifting her own glass. Rebekah did not lift her glass, nor did she say anything. She simply sat across from him with a pout on her full lips and a glare in his direction. He was still the same as she remembered. She hated him.
Rebekah found that she had completely lost her appetite watching the two of them flirt with each other.
"So, my sister has informed me that you are no longer a kept woman. Are you looking for a new man in your life, perhaps?" Niklaus smirked, using the word "man" to intentionally spite his sister.
Caroline's blue eyes widened and she looked over to Rebekah to see her murderous glare. "Uh, well, not necessarily… but maybe… I don't know." She returned her gaze to his.
Rebekah's body tensed at the mention of her maybe looking for a new man. She hated thinking about Caroline with her brother. If they started to date each other she would have to move to another part of the country. There was no way that she would be supportive of that arrangement.
"I must say, any suitor would be lucky to call you his." He smiled at her.
Caroline blushed and wiggled around uncomfortably in her chair. "Uh, well thanks…" She did not know what to say.
Niklaus turned his attention to his sister and laughed. "Oh, stop glaring at us and eat your veggies, Bekah. Jealousy does not look flattering on you."
"I will stop glaring at the two of you, when the two of you stop blatantly flirting with each other in front of my face." She growled out angrily.
"Flirting?" Niklaus asked with a grin. "Dear sister, you cannot possibly blame me for flirting. Now that I have had the pleasure of meeting Caroline for myself, I completely comprehend how you could fancy her. She is quite lovely." He looked over at Caroline with a flirtatious glint in his eyes.
Caroline blushed brightly. Due to both the compliments, as well as the mention of Rebekah fancying her.
Rebekah slammed her hands down on the table and stood to her feet, shouting at her brother, "Stop flirting with her, Nik! She does not want you!"
Niklaus stared at her with an amused expression as he stood up and walked around the table toward his younger sister. "And she wants you, Bekah? I believe that you informed me otherwise."
Caroline watched the scene with wide eyes. She felt extremely awkward watching the two of them fight over her. She did not even know Niklaus, and his anger was starting to scare her. The siblings were acting crazy. Though, she could not help but feel her heart race as she heard Rebekah tell him that she did not want him. She was being territorial, and Caroline sort of liked it.
"I informed you that she had a lover at the time, now she is single."
He moved even closer to her and stared down into her eyes as he spoke angrily. "And you truly believe that means that she wants you?" He laughed spitefully as sorrow filled her blue eyes. His words had hurt her. Rebekah was always so insecure and easily influenced by words. "Not all girls are interested in other girls like you are, sister."
Caroline was growing anxious as she watched him stand in front of her, and listened to his tone of voice. Not trusting him, she stood to her feet and walked toward them.
"Now, stop being such a selfish little brat who whines and cries when she doesn't get what she wants." He spat in her face. "And allow Caroline to make her own decisions."
Rebekah's eyes widened and she stomped her foot angrily. "Stop calling me a brat! I am not a brat!"
"What a compelling argument." Niklaus laughed and turned around to face Caroline, taking a few steps toward her. "Caroline, be a dear and tell my sister that you are not interested in women. That you would be interested in me before you would ever be interested in her."
"I—uh… what?" Caroline was confused by his question. She didn't even know him, how could she say that she would be interested in him. From what she was seeing, he was crazy.
Rebekah walked up behind him, reaching out and grabbing onto his arm. "Leave her alone! God! Can you not just allow me to be happy this once, Nik!? Is the thought of it really so dreadful!? You always ruin everything—"
Niklaus abruptly turned around, startling his sister and silencing her as he wrapped his hand around her throat and lifted her up off of the ground. He stared deep into her pained blue eyes as he squeezed tightly. Caroline watched, but she didn't know what to do. In her panic she did nothing. She did not call the cops, she did not attack him, she just stared with wide eyes and a racing heart. Terrified.
"What part of let Caroline make her own decisions did you not understand?" He tightened his grip.
"Nik…" Rebekah's voice was strangled and she was gasping for air. "I—I cannot breathe…" She attempted to pry his fingers away from her neck with her hands, but he was stronger than her.
"Perhaps I should do us all a favor and just silence you permanently." He dug his nails into her throat and watched as she struggled to breathe. She couldn't. "Shut you up for good, you whiney little brat."
These words snapped Caroline out of her fear-induced stupor and she quickly rushed to Rebekah's aid. Adrenalin was pumping through her veins. She was not going to allow him to kill her. She cared too much about her. She grabbed onto his hands and helped Rebekah pry them off of her throat; with their combined efforts they easily removed them.
Rebekah fell to the ground, holding onto her bruised neck and gasping out for air.
Caroline approached Niklaus and glared at him. "Leave your sister alone! She hasn't done anything to deserve this abuse!"
"I guess that she made her choice." He stated spitefully as he stared down at his sister.
"God! Are you freaking crazy!? There was never a choice to be made!" She walked toward him, throwing her hands around wildly. "I don't even know you, and you are just proving to me that you are an abusive asshole who walks all over your sister! She didn't even do anything to you!"
Rebekah struggled to her feet and looked over at Caroline. Blue eyes immediately traced over the bruises that littered her pale neck. It made her sick.
"It is fine, Caroline. You should probably be on your way."
"What!? I should be on my way!? Are you crazy!?" Caroline practically screamed. "I'm not leaving you here with him, Rebekah, he's dangerous!"
Rebekah clenched her jaw and stared over at her brother. Knowing that he was fully capable of killing Caroline while angry. "Precisely. He is dangerous. Now please get going. I will be fine, this happens from time to time when we see each other."
"That doesn't make it okay!" She did not want to leave. What if he hurt her again? She couldn't live with herself knowing that she allowed him to do that to her. Moving toward Rebekah, she placed her hands on her arms and stared into her eyes with pleading blue, begging her to leave with her.
"Please, just go." Rebekah muttered sadly under her breath.
Caroline begrudgingly turned her back on the other blonde and walked out of the mansion. She would leave as Rebekah wished, but there was no way that she was going to stay quiet.
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Rachel smiled to herself. They were watching their second movie now, and they were sitting close to each other on her bed. It was more than she could have ever anticipated when she invited Quinn to stay and watch a movie with her. Throughout the movies she had been slowly scooting closer to the blonde, and with one last scoot their arms were touching.
Quinn took in a breath and her body tensed as she felt Rachel pressing against her side. Rachel noticed, but she dared to move even closer. Whispering hotly against her neck, "This is fun, Quinn."
"Yeah… it is…" She muttered out, feeling her body react to the heated breath against her skin. She loved it, even if she wanted nothing more than to hate it.
"I really enjoy spending time with you." Rachel spoke softly and rested her head against her shoulder, snuggling against it. Quinn had the urge to lean into the contact, and to pull away. Eventually, she leant into the touch and smiled contently. "I wish that we could spend more time together… I wish that we could at least be friends."
The cheerleader's chest clenched painfully and she suddenly could not breathe, she felt so guilty. Her stomach flipped uncomfortably, and her hazel eyes were fixated intently on the television screen. She did not know what to say. For just a minute she contemplated being Rachel's friend. The pros and cons.
When she spoke, her voice was barely audible. "We could try."
Rachel pulled away and stared up at her with dancing eyes and a bright smile. "Really!?" Her excitement was heartbreaking.
"Yeah… but nobody else can ever find out about it…"
Rachel's heart dropped and she felt sick. She hated the idea. She wanted to be able to show Quinn off; she wanted to be seen with her. She did not want to be in a friendship where one half was ashamed to be seen in public with the other half. It hurt her feelings thinking that Quinn was that ashamed of her. Rachel almost said no, because of how intense her pride was, but she could not pass up the opportunity.
'Maybe we could work on it… slowly but surely she will start accepting our friendship and we will be able to go out in public together…' She doubted her own thoughts.
"Okay…"
"Rachel, are you sure…?" Quinn asked hesitantly, knowing that it would not be fair to her.
Rachel nodded her head and forced a smile. "Yeah, I am certain Quinn."
Quinn returned her attention to the movie and Rachel rested her head against her shoulder again, genuinely smiling. She loved being so close to her. When the movie came to an end and the credits started to roll down the screen. Quinn did not move, but she said, "I should probably get going."
"Or you could stay?" Rachel offered, her voice soft and nervous.
"Or… I could stay…" She admitted. Her heart was pounding so quickly in her chest that it hurt. It was the right thing to do. She had told Rachel that they could be friends and friends had sleepovers all the time. 'It will be no different than when Brooke, Caroline, and I sleep over at each other's houses…' Quinn cast her eyes to the beautiful brunette and her heart leapt. 'Except I was never attracted to any of them like I am Rachel… Sweet Jesus… I need to back out of this right now.'
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Caroline rushed into her house, frantically looking around for her mother. She needed to tell her what had happened at the Mikaelson estate. "Mom! Mom!" She shouted out.
Elizabeth Forbes ran down the stairs. She was still wearing her Sheriff's uniform. "What is it, sweetie?" She asked as she ran over to her daughter and placed her hands on her shoulders. She could tell that something bad had happened and it terrified her. Sometimes Caroline could over-exaggerate her problems, but she looked genuinely scared.
"It's—it's about Rebekah." She said through ragged breaths. Her eyes were full of tears.
"What happened? I thought that you were just going over there for a school project."
"I was! But her brother, he choked her right in front of me!" Tears rolled down her pale cheeks as she tried to explain what had happened. "He choked her and threatened to kill her and then she told me to leave, she told me that this kinda stuff happens all the time, and I'm really scared! I don't know what he is capable of doing to her!"
"What's their address? I will go check it out and make sure she is okay." She assured.
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Authors Note:
I apologize for having no Baley interaction. But, there will be a lot of Baley interaction in the next chapter, I promise! There will also be a lot of Rebekoline and Faberry! It will probably be a very long and exciting chapter. :) Thank you all for your wonderful reviews! You encouraged me to add another chapter really fast! Please do keep reviewing and I promise to keep adding new chapters quickly! I just love hearing from y'all. What you like, what couples you like, what you want to see, where you want this fic to go. :) It all influences me and I love it!
Thank you to all of you wonderful readers! I hope that you enjoyed reading this chapter.
-Tracy Cook