A/N: Yes it's been long and I'm sorry for that. I do have good news: I've already began with the 10th chapter, so after this chapter you'll at least have another four chapters for granted. A thing about this chapter: at the title you'll probably think ugh gross, but keep in mind that this is a Finchel story…

Chapter 5: Fuinn

(POV Finn)

"Quinn!"

I yelled as I ran. I was so mad at her and I also was disappointed in her. But, somehow, I also felt sorry for her. Quinn stopped and turned to me.

"Leave me alone! Why do you even care? You got your eyes on Rachel!"

I frowned.

"This isn't about me and Rachel, Quinn. This is about you destroying Rachel's solo for some reason and you know that, so don't talk around it."

Quinn crossed her arms.

"What do you want me to tell?"

"I want you to tell Rachel you're sorry. Revenge isn't a good thing. Especially when it gets physical."

"Over my dead body! There's no way I'm gonna apologize to that little shit."

I scowled at her.

"Don't call her that."

Quinn shrugged and swept her tears away.

"Why can't you apologize?"

I asked and looked her in the eye. She looked away.

"Just…"

Quinn tried to find the right words.

"I am who I am today because of her. I want the old me back. But I can't. I used to be the most visible girl of the school, and now I'm just nothing…"

I shook my head.

"No, No, that's not true. You're not nothing. I don't know the old you, but I like this you and I'm pretty sure I'm not the only one."

Now Quinn shook her head.

"No. People hate me. You just say that to try to cheer me up."

I sighed.

"People don't hate you, Quinn. They hate your attitude. You're the one who's hating on people. That needs to stop."

Quinn seemed to think about considering it.

"But I can't. People have destroyed my life too much. I have lost my dignity…"

I sighed again.

"Quinn."

Quinn kept looking at her feet.

"Quinn, look at me."

Quinn slowly looked up.

"What?!"

"You're kind. You're talented. I mean, I just heard you can sing. You've got your own opinion, so you're not nothing. And last but not least…"

I walked a little closer to her.

"… you are beautiful. You may not believe it, but I want you to know that. You're like Cinderella."

Quinn whimpered.

"You really think so?"

"Yes."

I said and let my lips touch hers. She kissed back. I smiled.

"Now go back inside and tell Rachel you're sorry. Maybe miss Sylvester will let you in glee club again."

"No, she won't. You don't know her well. She's evil."

"Quinn, at least try."

I grabbed one of her hands and walked toward the choir room, so Quinn had to follow me.

(POV Rachel)

I saw Quinn walking back into the room with Finn. They were holding hands. Quinn got what she wanted.

"Uh uh, don't want you here Quinn, get out!"

Miss Sylvester said to Quinn and pointed to the door.

"But I want to apologize!"

"You can apologize any time but now. We have better things to do than to listen to your annoying whining."

Quinn became angry.

"All I want to say is-"

Miss Sylvester interrupter her.

"You heard what I said. Go."

"I'm coming back. I'm not finished here!"

Quinn yelled and walked away. Finn finally went from the awkward position in the middle of the room to a seat. I was surprised he didn't go after her.

"And who are you?"

Miss Sylvester asked.

"I'm Finn Hudson. I was here since the beginning of this class… Didn't you notice me?"

I looked behind me and saw Finn frown.

"No I didn't. If you think you can just walk in and join the club, well, then you've got it wrong"

Miss Sylvester said. She was always very straight to the point.

"I know, didn't come here to join."

"Then why are you here?"

"I err…"

"If you've got nothing to do here, just go check on your girlfriend. You're probably gonna distract people here anyway."

I didn't look behind me, but I just knew Finn was staring at her with his mouth open. I was curious about how he was going to react.

"That's not fair… and she's not my girlfriend!"

Miss Sylvester laughed.

"Oh yeah? You were just holding hands for no reason, then? You really think-"

Finn interrupted her while stood up.

"You're such a mean, annoying piece of shit!"

He shouted and rushed away.

"And that's, guys, how you shouldn't act to your teacher. I'm going to talk to Figgins about it."

The blood in my veins started streaming faster.

"No!"

I yelled, and obviously everybody turned their head toward me.

"I beg your pardon?"

Miss Sylvester walked closer to me, probably to make it more intimidating. I searched for words.

"I… I… He's a good guy, miss Sylvester. He's just new. He has to get used to… this school, the rules and all the teachers here… And-"

Miss Sylvester cut me off.

"Cut the crap, Berry. Even 'new kids' can't say things like he said to their teachers."

"But-"

"End of the story, Rachel."

(POV Finn)

"Quinn! Quinn, where are you? You shouldn't let her bring you down!"

"She didn't even come close to that!"

I suddenly heard. I looked around. Quinn was standing behind her locker. I walked toward her.

"What do you mean?"

I looked at Quinn. She didn't have tears in her eyes.

"She made me realize I have to fight harder for the things I love. I'm not going to give up. I'm going to be in glee club again and I'm going to be cheerleader again."

"I wouldn't be so sure of that."

Someone suddenly said. Quinn scowled at whoever said that. I turned around. It were Kurt and Tina, Rachel's friends.

"Hi guys!"

I said and smiled a bit.

"Shut your mouth, I need to say something to Quinn. Go talk to Kurt or something."

Tina said. I gave a deep sigh and walked to Kurt. I'd expected Tina to be a sweet, kind Asian kid, because she looked like one, but apparently she was not that nice. Kurt started to ask me some things, but instead of replying, I tried to listen to Quinn and Tina's conversation. I could not hear everything.

"… and that's why couldn't be cheerio anymore, not because of me…"

I heard Tina say. Then Kurt suddenly snapped at me.

"Hello, I asked you something!"

Oh.

"What?"

I asked, but my mind went back to Quinn and Tina's conversation.

"… and you're never gonna be cheerio again. It's your own fault. I'll…."

Kurt snapped at me again. Damn.

"Can you stop doing that?"

Kurt sighed.

"Well, I don't know another way to get your attention."

I guess I should listen to him instead of the girls…

"I asked, you know, when we were at the bar, and you went back to Rachel… What happened?"

Oh no, not that subject.

"Nothing…"

Kurt frowned.

"Oh c'mon, there-"

Miss Sylvester, who came our way, interrupted Kurt.

"Hummel, a word."

She said and walked back. Suddenly everything fell into its place. He was Kurt Hummel. He was Burt Hummel's son. He was my stepbrother. Damn it, I'm so stupid!

"I'll hear from you later, I have to go."

Kurt said and walked away.

"Wait!"

I called after him, but it was too late. I'd talk to him later. Suddenly I felt someone wrapping his/her arm around mine.

"C'mon Finn, let's go away from miss Tina Cohen-Bitch."

Yup, it was Quinn. I turned my head and saw Tina staring at us with her arms folded and with a grin on her face.

"What did she say?"

I knew Quinn wouldn't tell me, at least not all of it, but why not trying?

"Just… Some things about before you came here to school… Never mind."

See.

"You can tell me if you want to."

"But I don't want to."

I nodded. She made it clear.

(POV Rachel)

After Finn had rushed away, it didn't take long ill we could go too. Tina wanted to say something to Quinn, and she asked me and Kurt to come with her. Kurt did, but I thought it wasn't a good idea, because where Quinn was, was Finn. I told them goodbye and walked out of the school. I looked around to see my dad's car, but I didn't see it. I waited ten minutes, and then Quinn and Finn came to the parking lot. Ignore them, Rachel. Just call your dad to ask where he was. I grabbed my phone out of my pocket, searched for Hiram's number and called it.

"Dad! Where are you?"

"Who's this?"

He knew it was me, he just wanted me to say my name first. He wanted me to have manners.

"Rachel."

Still no answer.

"Rachel Berry, your daughter."

"Listen Rachel, I've been standing there on the parking lot for one fucking hour! Where were you?"

I sighed.

"Dad. You forgot I had glee, didn't you?"

It was quiet for two seconds. Then Hiram started to scream.

"Hold that tone! And quit that bloody glee club or I will make sure you do!"

"But dad-"

I started, but a little too loud, so Quinn and Finn (who still hadn't gone into their car) (correction: Quinn's car) looked at me creepily. I lowered my voice.

"Glee club means everything to me. Because of glee I'm popular now. Don't you want me to be popular, dad?"

My father didn't respond.

"Anyway, at glee I can do what I was born to do: sing. I-"

"That's not true, you were born as a smart kid who's meant to be a doctor!"

"No dad! I don't want to be a doctor, I want to be a-"

Beep. Hiram had hung up. Oh, and Finn and Quinn were staring at me again because I screamed again. Great. I realized I still didn't know if dad was coming or not, so I called him again. Voicemail. A-ma-zing.

"Hey, this is Rachel… Rachel Berry. Please call me back because I wanna know if you're coming to get me or if I have to go home by myself… somehow… Just call, dad. Please."

I put my phone back in my pocket and looked back up. Crap, Quinn and Finn were still staring.

"What?"

They looked away and started to talk to each other again. However, this only took 20 seconds and then they made their way to me. I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms.

"Hey Rach, I think you need a ride."

Quinn said. I rolled my eyes again.

"Oh yeah? Nobody asked."

"Actually, I did."

Finn said.

"Can't he just ask me himself?"

I asked Quinn, because I still refused to talk to Finn. I mean, what if my dad would drive into the parking lot right now and saw me talking to him? I'd be double grounded. Sadly Finn answered, not Quinn.

"No, because it's not my car."

I rolled my eyes for the third time. It wouldn't take long or they would fall out of my head.

"Well then, why, miss Fabray, would you suddenly be nice and agree with Finn to let me, your enemy, into your car?"

Quinn laughed.

"Oh please, you know why. Don't pretend like you don't."

I raised my eyebrows.

"No, I don't! Gosh, why do people always expect me to know everything?"

"People like your dad, you mean?"

She got to be kidding me.

"My family isn't any of your business! Go away! I don't need your ride!"

"Fine."

Quinn said and walked back to her car.

"Finn, are you coming?"

Finn ignored Quinn and started to talk to me.

"Sorry for Quinn's behavior, but I really think you need this ride."

I pressed my lips together to make sure I wouldn't say anything.

"Rach, I don't know your dads very well, but you sounded pretty err…"

I couldn't resist to answer.

"Angry?"

"Yeah, angry… And I really think they're not gonna get you…"

Suddenly a car was coming our way. I looked through the window. It was Leroy.

"You guessed wrong. Bye, Finn."

I was mad at myself for talking to Finn again, but at least it was Leroy who saw it and not Hiram. I got into the car and Finn walked away.

"You're very lucky I picked you up, because Hiram actually didn't approve that I wanted to get you."

Leroy said and turned his car, so we could drive out of the parking lot.

"Thanks daddy…"

I took a deep breath.

"Is dad very angry?"

Please say no please say no please say no.

"Yes. There's no way to calm him down. Even I can't."

Darn. Now I was sure he was going to scream at me as soon as I got home… I got scared.

"Don't be scared Rachel, please. I'll make sure he doesn't hurt you."

Can he read my mind or something?

"Thanks."

There followed a short moment of silence. Then Leroy started to talk again.

"Why were you talking to that boy again?"

I saw it coming.

"Just… We talked about if I was going to be picked up or not… Don't tell dad."

"Hey, I didn't say I was going to tell him… But Rach, you know what we think of talking to boys. Especially that one. This was the last time. Okay?"

I nodded. I tried to think up another subject.

"I thought you were going to work until late…"

"I was. But… things changed."

I looked at him through the rear-view mirror. There was something going on in his mind.

"Dad, are you okay?"

He kept glancing, but snapped out of his thoughts when he realized I asked something.

"Yes, I'm fine. Things just didn't go so well at work…"

I widened my eyes.

"You got fired!? I'm gonna kill-"

Leroy interrupted me.

"No, no, I quit myself."

My eyes became even wider.

"No way!"

Oops, I said that out loud, didn't I?

"I don't want Hiram to know either, but he'd find out eventually, so… What should I do?"

"To be honest, you can't do anything but tell him. Like you said, he's going to find out eventually and, most importantly, Hiram is your husband, and as husbands, you are supposed to be able to tell each other anything. I know it's hard in this case… I'm sure he's gonna yell and stuff… But I think it's the best thing to do…"

Leroy nodded slowly. He got tears in his eyes.

"I love him, you know… But he's acting differently since you were five or something… I just want the 'old' him back…"

It was all my fault. If I wasn't born, my dads would still be happily together. Hiram wouldn't always scream and Leroy would still have his job. Probably. I considered asking him why he had quit his job… But I thought it was better if I didn't.

"Dad?"

"Yeah?"

"How did you meet dad?"

I thought it might cheer him up. And it did. He got a smile on his face and started to tell. It sounded like Hiram really was different in the past.

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A little while later Leroy and I were standing in front of the door of our own house. I was scared, and I bet he was, too. I grabbed his hand.

"Daddy, we're together, he's just on his own. We can do this."

A/N: That was it for this time! I really hoped you liked it and I would really appreciate it if you review or follow or favorite the story. I will post the next chapter asap, but I can't promise that'll be very soon. xoxo