Chapter 17

"Thanks for coming over," Rachel sighed as she poured a glass of water. "You're the only person who might slightly understand where I'm coming from with this situation."

"Yeah, I get it," He nodded. "He's your boyfriend and he's hurt you before. You're just nervous."

"I'm nervous for you, Sam. I know Quinn really hurt you last time and I don't want that to happen again. And lately Finn's been spending more time with Quinn than with me. It's kinda making me feel replaced." Rachel sat next to Sam on the couch and sighed again. "I don't understand why I can't be pretty like her. Sometimes I wish that baby really would have been his sophomore year. Then he would still be with her and he wouldn't have even gotten involved with me."

"Don't say that; he loves you. Quinn just can't accept that," Sam looked down.

"What? No, Quinn's not causing this. Finn is the one that decided to go to a school two hours away from me and only one away from her," Rachel said in Quinn's defense.

"Whatever. I'm done with her anyways. All she cares about is herself. Plus I found a photo booth picture in her room of her and Puck kissing. She had it up the whole time we've been together but she had an emoji sticker over it so I couldn't tell who it was." Sam leaned back on the couch and looked over at Rachel.

"I can't believe I forgave her," Rachel looked at Sam. "She didn't deserve it."

"Why are our love lives so messed up? At this rate, I'm gonna be single for the rest of my life." Sam said, sighing.

"You're too hot to be single forever," She rolled her eyes, trying to joke.

"And too stupid to get a date that won't break my heart later on," He ignored her joke and looked forward at the TV screen that had been paused when he arrived. Rachel glanced back at him and then at the table her feet rested on. "So how's everything going with your dads?"

"Well we don't really talk about the baby or Finn very often unless they're telling me both of them are horrible ideas. They think I'm ruining my life but I try to keep those conversations to two per week. I'm not really succeeding." Rachel sighed. "How do you feel about this? Everything with Finn and Quinn…"

"I don't want to talk about it anymore," Sam interrupted her. "As much as I'd love to sit and talk about my girlfriend that's probably cheating on me, I'd much rather talk about how much your life sucks." He said sarcastically.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to bring it up again," She put up her hands defensively. "Do you wanna watch a movie? I was in the middle of Mamma Mia but we can watch something else."

"What do you have?"

"She's probably so pissed at me…" Finn shook his head.

"You can't worry about it, Finn. This is your dream and she loves you enough to understand that. You're never going to be anything more than a really good friend to me just like Santana or Tina is for her," Quinn said as she rested her hand on his shoulder.

"But you know that's not true," He sighed.

"It is," Quinn assured him. "I swear. Do you not feel like that?"

"Quinn, we're going to be away from each other all of the time. She's having my baby but that doesn't mean I have to be there with her 24/7," Finn said, annoyed.

"I've never felt that way about you. Rachel wants to stay with you forever and you're going to get married this summer, I know it. No matter what happens, you'll find your way back to each other. When you're together in the way you two are, you're bonded for life. I should know; I feel that way about someone, too. The difference is, we're not dating and I don't own him like she owns you," Quinn explained.

Finn nodded and took a sip of the unknown drink Quinn had given him. "So the party is tonight."

"Yeah," She said. "I haven't talked to Sam since that fight we had a few days ago."

"Same with Rachel and I but she's not coming to the party," Finn told her. "What is this stuff? It's awesome."

"I don't know, I found it in the fridge and I tried it and it's surprisingly delicious," She agreed. "I was thinking it was some sort of alcohol my mom was drinking but it tastes like apple juice for some reason. I think I might've put some sugar or salt in it but I'm not sure…who cares?"

"Not me," He sighed and took another sip. "Maybe I should just break up with her and get it over with…"

"No. If you do that I'll never speak to you again." Quinn stopped him before he could finish.

"Good to know someone actually cares," Finn sighed and wrapped his arm around her. He could never hurt Rachel. She was the love of his life and she was perfect and beautiful; and then there was Sophia with her. But two hours was a lot longer than they thought it was and he wasn't being honest with himself when he said he didn't care about Quinn like that. If Rachel was going to be insecure with Quinn then what was he supposed to do about it? As much as he wanted to fight for her and his baby, he didn't stand a chance against New York and her dreams. He knew what would happen; they would end up 40 and divorced, fighting over custody and both with other people. Quinn and Puck would be his best friends and Kurt and Santana would be Rachel's.

Quinn stood up when the doorbell rang. She was absolutely shocked to see who was there. "What the hell are you doing at my house?"

"What do you think I'm doing at your house? I went to Finn's house but his mom told me he was at a friend's house. You were my first stop. I know the situation you're in. You and Finn are trying to make your relationship work even though Rachel is dying inside because of it. I don't give a damn how much you think you have in common with Rachel or where you're going to college but you need to leave my cousin alone. She has nobody here for her anymore and she doesn't need more people hating on her than she already has. So if I were you, I'd leave Finn, Rachel, and that baby alone." Allie yelled as she stormed into Quinn's house.

"You can't yell at me in my own house…"

"Did you know that your boyfriend is at Rachel's house right now looking for a pep-talk? He's just as scared and nervous as she is and all you and Finn are doing is making it worst," Allie sternly informed Quinn, ignoring Finn standing up and watching them.

"I'm not doing anything with Finn," Quinn tried to interrupt Allie but it was impossible.

"I don't care if you're doing anything or not but him just being here and not with her is what's really hurting right now," Allie told her.

"I had nothing to do with him coming here! He didn't even call; he just showed up. And my relationship with Sam is none of your business," Quinn said, finally raising her voice to Allie's level. "Rachel is my friend as much as yours and I see her every day. You see her at a family gathering every other month and when somebody dies. I think I know her a lot better than you do."

"I've known her since the second she was born. I know her like you know the price of blonde hair dye at Ulta," Allie rolled her eyes.

"I don't dye my hair," Quinn sighed a little but tried not to make it obvious.

"As a natural blonde, I can tell when it's fake," Allie shrugged. "And I know that's not your real shade. Maybe auburn but mostly red; I can see it in your roots."

"What do you expect me to do here? I've been in the same situation as Rachel before and I honestly hope and pray she won't end up like me," Quinn said, sighing a little as she looked over at Finn. He looked hurt, offended even. "I'm messed up. The 16 and pregnant thing ruined my life. And I know it's my fault but I can't help but blame everyone besides myself. She's so innocent and so sweet and all she wants in life is to be a star but this baby ruined all of her chances. I know how she feels which is something you'll never understand."

"You don't think I understand? I'm Allie Berry, Rachel's cousin who had a baby when she was 15. I was torn through the entire pregnancy between the baby daddy and my boyfriend. The difference was my baby daddy was a player. He was self-centered, manipulative, and rude and I thought Finn was different than Dylan and Toby but I guess not." Allie explained her story to Quinn.

"Who are they?"

"Dylan is, well he was, my boyfriend in high school. Toby's the jerk who got me pregnant at prom when Dylan and I were broken up," Allie sighed. "Look, I know what it's like being the pretty, popular, head cheerleader and watching it all get flushed down the toilet. And I know it's not fun. But stop playing the victim card with my cousin or I guarantee that you will regret it."

Thanks so much for reading :) I know a lot of you wanted to see more of Allie so I figured I'd add some more of her in here. And I'll never ship Finn and Quinn as more than just friends but it's a part of my grieving process to go a little crazy. I'm actually starting to ship Sam and Rachel. But this story is a Finchel story and it will stay that way until it's completed. Thanks for reading and please review or PM :D