Leroy's P.O.V

"Hiram we have to do something about this!" I say while taking a seat next to my husband at the breakfast bar. He slowly moves his paper down and stares at me over the top of his glasses.

"And what are we doing something about?" He asks, I swear it's like that man never listens to me.

"I'm worried about Rachel. She hasn't been herself in weeks, not since the night Santana stayed over." I say while taking a sip out of my coffee. I figured that this would the best time to talk about since Rachel is still in bed.

"It's not like anything happened Leroy! When we came home to Santana passed out on the sofa and Rachel was passed out on the floor!" Hiram snaps. I don't care what he says, something happened that night, our Rachel doesn't just get wasted for no reason.

"That may be the truth but I still don't trust that Santana girl!" I say slamming my coffee mug that Rachel made me when she was four down onto the table.

"There's nothing we can do about it Leroy! It's not like we have a choice in who she hangs out with!" He says arguing with me on this.

"What about Quinn?" I interject.

"What about her honey?" He asks, removing his glasses.

"Why don't we invite her over for dinner tonight, it doesn't seem like they've been hanging out lately." I say while getting up to find out contact book. Quickly I look up Quinn's number.

"What are you doing now?" Hiram asks while turning around in his seat to face me.

"I'm calling Quinn..." I say while dialling Quinn's number. After three rings someone answers.

"Hello?" I hear Quinn ask on the other end of the line.

"Hey Quinn dear, it's Leroy. Hiram, Rachel and I would like to invite you to dinner tonight...what do say?" I ask her.

"Are you sure Rachel wants me there? I mean I'm sure she'd much rather have Santana there instead." Quinn snaps slightly.

"No! She said she that she's over it and that she wants to talk to you!" I say quickly.

"Really?" She asks sounding hopeful.

"Really! Does 7 o'clock sound good?" I ask, hoping that she takes the bait.

"I'll be there! Thanks for the invite! Bye." She says hanging up.

"Oh you are evil!" Hiram says while turning back around to continue to read his paper.

"I have no idea what you are talking about..." I say while taking my seat once again.

Quinn's P.O.V

I'm not sure about this dinner tonight. What if Rachel doesn't want to talk to? What if she's not over it? What if Santana is there?!

"Quinn! Get your ass down here now!" I hear my dad calling, his loud voice makes me jump and run.

"Yes sir?" I asked, standing at the second step.

"Your mother tells me that you are going over the Berry's house tonight." He says while half smiling at me. I haven't seen him smile at me in ages. Not since the last time he hit me.

"Yeah, Leroy...I mean Mr Berry called and invited me...is that okay sir?" I ask. Hoping that he wouldn't mind. I need to go to this dinner, I need to see Rachel.

He goes to open his mouth but instead decides to hit me across the face. I can already feel it start to bruise.

"I decide to stay home tonight and spend quality time with my ungrateful, waste of space daughter who I find out would rather run off and spend time with that freak show of a family!" He screams at me, I can already feel the hot tears streaming down my face, each one individually hitting the floor.

"Da...dad I'm sorry. I won't go...I'll just stay in with you and mom!" I say, my hand still covering my face.

"And now your blowing off commitments! Where did I go wrong with you? Madison turned out perfectly fine and then there's you! Get out of my sight!" He screams. I quickly turn around and run up the stairs, tripping on a few of them.

Rachel's P.O.V

"I don't see why you guys are making me like a three course meal. I was just going to order in some pizza." I say while watching my dads who are already dressed for their date, that I had no idea they were even going on until like half an hour ago.

"Are you saying that you'd rather have greasy pizza than my nutritionist chicken and pasta?" My daddy asks while raising his eye brow at me.

"No...all I'm saying is why do I need soup for a starter and chocolate chip cookies for dessert?" I ask.

"We just don't want you getting hungry while we are gone for the night." He says while checking on the cookies in the oven.

"For the night?" I ask.

"Yeah didn't your dad tell you?" He asks, avoiding my gaze. What are they planning?

"Umm dadd..." The door bell rings.

"I'll get that!" My dad says,before running towards the door. I look over at my daddy who is stirring the pasta sauce in a pan.

"Quinn dear come in." I hear my dad say, I quickly turn around in my seat to see Quinn walking in and wow she looks great, she should wear dresses more often.

"Hey Rachel...thanks for the invite." She says while looking down at the floor slightly, up close I can see that she is wearing more makeup than usual.

"Invite?" I look over to my dads who are already on their way out the door.

"You guys have fun!" My daddy shouts before leaving. I can't believe them two. I knew that they were up to something.

"You didn't know I was coming did you?" Quinn asks.

"No...not really. I mean I knew that they were up to something but I didn't know what..." I'm the one to look down at floor this time.

"I should just leave..." She's about to turn and walk away when I grab her hand and pull her closer to me. I don't know why, but I just need her to stay here tonight.

"No...just stay. We'll have dinner and watch some TV." I say still holding her close. Our faces literally inches apart. That's when I noticed that her right eye is plastered in makeup, more than the rest of her face.

"That sounds like fun..." She says, quickly she realises what I'm starring at and pulls away. "So what's for dinner?" She asks while walking over to the stove.

"Chicken and pasta...Quinn are you okay?" I ask, taking a step towards her.

"Yeah why would you ask that?!" She snaps at me.

"It doesn't matter...lets eat yeah..." I move past her to reach for two soup plates in the cupboard. Not wanting to upset Quinn I decided to drop it for now and just enjoy the time we are spending together again.

After our amazing dinner, we both grabbed blankets out of the guest room and moved to the sofa, her on the big one and me sitting on the floor with me back leaning against the sofa.

"Are you sure your okay down there?" She asks me while placing her hand on my shoulder. I jump a little, before turning to face her.

"Yeah...I mean I can't really feel my butt but I'm okay." I lean my head on her hand slightly before turning back around to face the TV.

"Then get up here silly! Don't make me come down there!" She says while pulling on my arm. After she pulls for a bit I stand up and she lifts the blanket for me to get in. Hesitantly I get under beside her.

"Quinn...?" I ask, trying to get her attention.

"Yes?" She says turning to face me slightly. Instead of speaking I reach out and touch her eye slightly. She flinches and pulls away from me.

"What happened your face Quinn?" I ask softly.

"Nothing! I just...walked into my door." She stumbles out.

"Was it Finn?! I swear I'm going to kill him!" I say, standing up. I quickly walk over to the door to grab my keys.

"Rachel where are you going?" She asks, coming up behind me.

"To kill that ass hole!" I snap and grab my keys.

"It wasn't Finn!" She snaps, while grabbing my shoulders and turning me around to face her.

"If it wasn't Finn, then who?!" I snap. Instead of replying she grabs me and pulls me into her, placing her lips gently on mine.

We stay that way for a while, our lips moving together as one. She slowly starts to push me backwards until we reach the back of the sofa.

I turn her around and lift her onto the back of the sofa, her arms go round my neck and her legs go round my waist, pulling me in closer to her.

My hand slowly starts to find its way under her dress, gently I rest it on her inter thigh.

"Rach..." She pulls away and says breathlessly.

"Is everything okay?" I ask before moving to kiss her neck.

"I've never...ya know...done it before." She says while looking down at where my hand is.

"So...sorry. I didn't think that we were going to..." I say but she cuts me off with her lips once again.

"I still can't believe that you forgot to book the hotel room!" I hear my daddy snap at my dad outside. I quickly pull away from Quinn.

"Shit! My dads are home!" I try to jump over the back of the sofa but I end of jumping on Quinn, pulling her down with me. She lets out a loud laugh and places a small kiss on my nose.

"You okay?" She ask while rubbing her nose against mine. While she snakes her arms round my neck as she lays on top of me.

"I'd feel even better if my dads didn't catch us making out!" I gently push her off me and sit up. She giggles and quickly pulls the blanket up on us.

"Sorry to interrupt girls, someone forgot to book the hotel room!" My daddy says as he enters the house.

"No problem Mr Be...I mean Leroy...Rach and I were just watching a movie." She says as her hand moves over to rest on my thigh.

"Sounds like fun! Rachel sweetie are you okay? You look a little flushed." My dad says, while coming over to see if I have a temperature. I quickly move my head away from his hand.

"I'm fine dad...really. Me and Quinn were just going to go upstairs for a while. Is that okay?" I ask, standing up.

"Of course sweetie. If you girls need anything let us know." Without answering, we both run up to my room to continue our little make out session.

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