Hey people, I am back again. I started writing this one a couple days ago and thought hey! It might not make any sense at all but what the heck? Why not post it. So here you go, hope you like it. Read, enjoy, review. Oh yeah also... Sorry if some of you guys like Finn...
Chapter 43
"Things never change sometimes." Rachel thought as she once again rushed for the bathroom. Red slushie dripping down her face. Santana had left her alone for not even one minute when someone had attacked her.
"Rachel?"
She heard a voice from behind her. It wasn't scared or mean, just curious. Rachel turned to find Quinn standing there.
"Oh... San's not going to be happy about that." Quinn said, taking in the sight of a slushie covered Rachel. "Here" She took a step forward nd handed the brunette some paper towel. "I'll go get Santana." She turned on her heel before the other girl could even thank her.
She had hardly even begun to clean her face, when the door slammed open and Santana rushed inside, followed by Brittany and Quinn.
"Oh hell no." Santana approached her girlfriend. "Rach... I told those bastards." She growled, taking the paper towel from Rachel and wetting it. "This should help." Her voice doing a 180 as she spoke, wiping Rachel's face clean.
"San- Santana." Rachel gasped out. "It happened so quickly." Her voice was cracking, a sign of tears that were coming quickly.
"Don't you dare cry Berry." Santana snapped, throwing the paper towel away and pulling Rachel in for a hug. "We'll find the idiot who did this." She stepped back.
"Yeah, and San will like, totally make him eat dirt." Brittany interjected, bright as always. Quinn rolled her eyes.
"We've got your back Rachel." The other blonde spoke nodding at Santana.
"But...Why?" Rachel questioned, reverting back to the scared Sophmore she used to be. Santana looked startled.
"Damn, that slushie knocked you back two years." She shook her head. "Q, Britt. Go and find the asshole who did this to my girl." She slipped back into her bitch mode. "Once you find them, bring them directly to me."
Both girls nodded at her and left without another word.
"Now you need to snap out of it." She turned back to her girlfriend.
"I..I'm.." Rachel stuttered, trying to shake the slushie from her soul. "I'm so sorry Santana." She spoke clearly and strong. "It was like I was having a flashback. Being slushied and the three of you following me." Santana walked back up to her.
"Listen here, that was a long time ago and you and I both know how sorry we are for what we did to you. Especially me." She grabbed Rachel's hand. "But you're my girl now and I promised to protect you." Rachel smiled up at her.
"You really did turn into a softy." Rachel was smirking at her now, inter lacing their fingers together.
"Shut up." Santana smirked back. "I'm still a bad ass bitch and you know it." She went to pull Rachel in for a kiss when the door burst open again. "Damn!" Santana yelped, rounding on the group of people. "That was quick."
"Yeah, well when you're about the height of a redwood and as dumb as one, you're pretty easy to spot." Quinn growled, throwing none other than Finn Hudson to the ground.
"What the-"
"Fuck." Rachel finished the sentence, shocking everyone in the room.
"No, seriously, what the fuck Finn!" Rachel yelled, marching over to the hunched boy. "You were the one who did this to me?" She gestured to her red stained t-shirt. Finn went to open his mouth.
"Don't even think about it." Santana snarled. Getting ready to pounce on the boy.
Finn was stuck. Trapped in the girl's bathroom, surrounded by four very angry females. Rachel, who was standing straight up and holding her hands together tightly. Santana, who was beside Rachel, was glaring at him so hard, he thought her eye's were going to burst into flames. Quinn had on her best serial killer look and Brittany, sweet Brittany, was actually cracking her knuckles at him. He had nowhere to go. Finn Hudson was fucked.
"Why would you do that?" Rachel asked him calmly, eye's locked forward. Finn glanced down.
"Look back up at her and answer her damn question." Santana snarled, forcing herself to stay still. Hopefully Finn would wet himself at one point.
Blinking a few times, Finn brought his head back up and spoke.
"Rachel.. Can we do this somewhere else?" He gave her his puppy dog stare. The girls snorted.
"Oh please, you honestly think that that works?" Quinn said, coming closer to the boy.
"Yeah Finn, to me it just looks like you have to poop." Brittany added, following Quinn. He was starting to get nervous.
"Look, I..um.." He stuttered, as the two blondes blocked his exit. "I didn't mean too!" He shouted, feeling like a caged animal. "I didn't want to do it. The team made me do it, said that it was my fault that you turned gay and I lost you to this bitch. I had to get my manhood back!" He pointed to Santana, unaware of what he just said.
"Excuse me?" Rachel gasped. "What did you just say?" Her voice was quiet, yet loud at the same time.
"Rachel..I." He tried again but stopped when Santana took a step towards him.
"Finn, just shut up. And I know this is probably a waste of air but it needs to be said." Rachel slipped into her speech voice. "You are an idiot. Just purely stupid. And I cannot believe for one second that I ever once had feelings for you." He gave her a pleading look.
"No! Listen." She screamed. "There is no more talking for you. You do not deserve the right to speak. Especially after what you just said about my girlfriend!" She poked him in the chest. The other girls just stood there, listening and waiting. "I love Santana and you better understand that. That is one thing that will never change." She glanced over to her girlfriend. "Now here is what's going to happen."
All four girls smirked.
"Walk of shame dude." Puck chuckled, pushing Finn out into the hall. Tied to a chair.
Everyone in the hallway stopped and stared at the scene before them.
Finn was defiantly tied to a chair alright. He was also stripped to his boxers, mouth duct taped shut and a sign hung over his shoulders.
'Will kiss men for my freedom.'
