YAY ANOTHER UPLOAD ALRIGHT. WELL GOOD NEWS PEOPLE I AM UP TO SEVENTY NINE PERCENT WHEN IT COMES TO MY ARM. MY LEG IS GETTING THERE AS WELL. SO THANKS FOR THE LOVE AND THANK YOU FOR STICKING WITH THIS STORY... I'M GOING ON A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT DIRECTION THAN WHAT I STARTED WITH BUT YOU KNOW WHAT... IT'S MY STORY I CAN DO WHAT I WANT SO THERE... ENJOY YOURSELF
Four hours later and everyone minus Dro and Tina cause she didn't plan on drinking a lot anyway we're either buzzed or flat out drunk. Puck who had caught his second wind (According to him) was trying and failing at hitting on Lauren who was busy staring at her beer bottle. Finn, Mike and Matt where all playing strip poker with some cheerios and losing miserably. Mercedes and Kurt we're arguing over a guy who according to Kurt was hitting on him while Mercedes kept saying that it was she who the guy was hitting on.
"Let's just agree to disagree." Kurt slurred as he wrapped his arms around his friends shoulder.
"Whateve's white boy you know he was trying to get up on this." The hefty black girl slurred with a giggle as she motioned up and down her body. "He wanted all up on my goodies." The two broke down in a fit of laughter.
"YEAH BABY TAKE IT OFF." Rachel shouted as she watched Brittany sexily dance to the music of No Hands by Wacka Flocka pulsed through the speakers. The blonde smirked as she began to strip herself of her cheerios top earning a wolf whistle from the small brunette.
Dro who had been watching the entire event from his spot on the couch on the far corner of the room with Tina sitting on his lap shook his head.
"Looks like Britt's a stripper drunk." Tina said with a chuckle as she clapped when the blonde shimmied out of her cheerio skirt.
"And you and Rach are enablers." Quinn murmured from her spot next to the quarterback. Who nodded with a chuckle. It was after one in the morning when the last drunken jock was picked up by their designated driver, and after a quick sweep of the kitchen and living room the group of teens found themselves in Puck's basement. All of them we're sitting in a circle laughing as Kurt gagged and turned beet red from having to kiss Mercedes on the lips with tongue (compliments of Puck)
"Alright that's enough of that." Kurt gasped as soon as the kiss broke. "Alejandro." The quarterback nodded and smiled when Kurt whipped away Mercedes lip gloss. "How old were you when you lost your V-card?"
"Thirteen…. She was seventeen. I didn't know what the hell I was doing but she was an amazing teacher." Puck, Finn, Mike and Matt looked at Dro like he was a god. While Santana and Rachel shook their heads at the memory of walking in on Alejandro and Maxine going at it.
"Santana." The brunette turned to look at Artie who was in deep thought. "How many girls did you date before Quinn?"
"Dated-dated…. None. Fucked." Santana let out a deep breath. "I don't know like seven or eight don't really keep track."
"Aren't we glad those days are over then." Quinn whispered into her girlfriends ear. Santana smiled and nodded her head before she dove in and gave the blonde a kiss on the lips making everyone coo and make kissy faces at the two.
"So you've never been in a serious relationship?" Matt asked
"Well I was in something that I thought was serious but…. Uh…. Yeah didn't work out so let's move on."
"Rachel." Tina said making everyone turn their attention towards her. "How many fights have you actually been in?" Dro and Santana let out a chuckle while the small brunette glared at the two of them. "What's so funny?"
"Rachel doesn't get into fights." Santana started.
"She's the cause of a bunch of them." Dro finished.
"I am not." Rachel defended crossing her arms over her chest. "Name one time I was the reason for a physical confrontation?"
"Last week." Santana said in a 'duh' tone. "Cafeteria I got into it with the white awesome Kong cause she was talking shit to you."
"What about that time at the park with that family who chased us all the way home cause Rach refused to give the little girl her bag of cheetos so she went and got her brothers to steal them." Dro started.
"Oh yeah." Santana said remembering. "Then you and me went and got them back and that's when that bitch of a mother started chasing us around the park with her other three girls." everyone laughed as they pictured that event going down. "Damn I had never run so damn much in my life…. Well that is until now."
"What was the most serious trouble she has ever gotten into?" Puck asked. The three cousins looked at each other having a conversation with one another without words. Until Dro spoke up.
"Four years ago…. Foster Beach." Santana and Rachel looked down at their feet. "But that wasn't really because of you…. It was more of getting you out of trouble." That had gotten everyone's curiosity peeked
"What happened?" Finn asked.
*FLASHBACK*
Thirteen year old Rachel Corcoran is casually strolling along Foster Beach admiring the clouds and smiling at the passing kids who we're playing in the grass or flying some kites. She was sporting some short jean shorts and a black tank top that had the word High Maintenance embroidered on the front, her hair was tied up into a ponytail leaving her bangs to hang freely. The entire Corcoran clan had decided to gather at the beach to celebrate the 4th of July festivities something very rare since no one in the family asides Alejandro gave a shit about them. But she'd take it if it meant spending a good amount of hours away from Gerardo.
"Such a lovely day." She said to herself. Summer in Chicago was beautiful if you could deal with the heat. Luckily she could and she loved the summer. She loved sitting outside on the stoop of her building with Santana and Dro listening to music and talking about everything. "I wonder if they are still over by the harbor?" She started walking down the path that lead to the harbor when a loud whistle made her jump.
"DAMN girl you looking all kinds of fine today." A muscular Hispanic whistled as he openly ogled the young girl. "What's a pretty little thing like you doing walking by yourself?"
"Just out for a stroll." Rachel responded with a smile.
"You need some company?" The man asked as he gave Rachel a wink.
"Uh no thank you I'm actually on my way to meet my sister." She responded politely.
"OYE MARCO I GOT SOME GIRLS THAT WANT TO PARTY." She heard the guy shout she turned around and saw two other guys both Hispanic and buff as hell make their way towards the other guy who was walking in her direction. "Mira esta guapa." He muttered eyes raking over every inch of Rachel's legs. "Mira baby I think you and I need to get to know one another." he said liking his lips. "I think tu y yo. We'd be good together mami."
"Well you're not my type so goodbye." Rachel responded with as much conviction as she could, trying to mask the panic that had started to form.
"Don't be so quick to judge Nena." The guy laughed. "I got what you need." He grabbed at his crotch and flicked his tongue out at her. "Come on let's go par." He didn't get to finish the sentence due to the fact that he was laying on the ground. Rachel turned to see a pissed off Dro, followed by a concerned and equally pissed Santana. She quickly wrapped her arms around her big sister and the two watched as Dro beat the living daylights out of the guy. One of his boys grabbed Dro from the back and was holding his hands back giving the other guy a chance to land a punch, but before he could even raise his fist the fourteen year old teen had kicked the guy behind him in the sack and tackled the other guy to the ground.
"You want to put your hands on my cousin." Dro growled as he went back to the guy that had grabbed his crotch. The guy stumbled to his feet and took a swing missing completely. Alejandro took advantage connecting with the guys cheek with a vicious right hook knocking him to the ground. The sound of sirens and security personnel made everything stop. The other two guys fled leaving their unconscious friend to be arrested.
"You alright?" Dro asked a scared and trembling Rachel who just nodded as she held tighter to Santana who was stroking her hair and whispering 'It's ok, your ok, were here, your safe.' that last word broke her and she sobbed into her sisters shirt.
*END FLASHBACK*
"You beat up three guys?" Finn asked not buying the story.
"Yep." Dro answered popping the P.
"How old where you guys?" Kurt asked trying to hold back his tears.
"we we're fourteen." Santana answered. "Rach had turned thirteen about a month before that."
"How old were the guys?" Mercedes wanted to know.
"The guy that got arrested was like twenty, twenty one while the other guys we're seventeen and sixteen I think." Santana said looking over at her cousin
"Something like that." Dro responded. The room was quiet as they took in the severity of what might've happened if it wasn't for Dro. Brittany got up from her chair and made her way towards the QB.
"Thank you." She rushed out in one breath throwing herself onto the young man who immediately tensed up and shot his hands up. "You saved my Rachi…. I don't know how I'll ever thank you."
"No thanks necessary." Dro answered with a nervous chuckle. "I'll always save her. I'm here for good." He looked at the two sisters who threw themselves on top of the dancer wrapping their arms around Dro's neck. Quinn and Tina joined. After a good five minutes Dro cleared his throat "How about we go back to drinking." He suggested making everyone laugh.
"I got some green if anyone's down." Puck threw in.
"BUST IT OUT." Everyone shouted. The self proclaimed badass ran up the stairs coming down a couple of minutes later with a shoe box.
"I ain't about to smell your stank ass feet." Mercedes chirped. "I wanna get high not inhale toxic fumes."
"Seriously Puck what the fuck?" Finn said looking at his best friend who just rolled his eyes and pulled the top of the box. Inside laid two glass bowls, rolling paper, a small bong, and a giant Ziploc bag filled with weed.
"I call greens." Matt said.
"Hell nah man Dro gets green." Puck said as he started to put some weed into a metallic grinder. "He won us the game and beat some ass. Boys a fucking G."
"I'm taking a shot first." Dro said from his spot. "So I'm a get me a bottle of Jack or Jose whoever I find first. Anyone care to join?"
"I'm down." Santana said raising her hand. "I need my drinks on." Mike, Brittany and Finn agreed while the rest decided to stick with the ganja.
Half an hour later
"Fuck I'm high." Mercedes said to no one.
"We're all high." Rachel answered.
"I'm not high." Brittany said with a smile.
"Baby you've been staring at the same magazine cover for ten minutes now." The blonde dancer looked down at her lap and saw a lowrider magazine with a gold SS Impala that had a very attractive girl that was wearing black flats, booty shorts and a checkered flag bandana for a top staring seductibly at the camera. "She's hot."
"I know." Brittany agreed.
"What are you idiots doing?" Santana had kept hearing loud grunts and groans coming from the table where all the guys (minus Kurt) had gathered. She slowly made her way over and couldn't help but groan when she saw Puck slumping on the table the gigantic bottle of Jack in the middle half empty and on the other side her cousin Alejandro sitting straight up glassy eyed as fuck but still looked the most sober out of everyone in the basement. "Seriously Puckerman? You actually thought you could out drink a Mexican?"
"I thought he was half Mexican."
"Nope" Dro said through his shot. "Oh man that's good…. I'm one hundred percent full blooded Aztec King."
"Does this mean Rach is a princess?" Brittany asked excitedly. "OMG I'm dating royalty."
"Why do you have to get so patriotic when you're drunk?" Rachel sighed.
"Why do you always have to break into song like Vanessa Hudgens in High School Musical?"
"That movie is a classic I'll have you know."
"Sure why not." An indignant huff blew from Rachel's mouth before she crossed her arms over her chest and slumped down onto Brittany's lap where the blonde instantly wrapped her arms around the brunette.
"You're mean Alejandro I'll be waiting for your apology please feel free to include flowers, a heart felt speech and some appropriate music you've got three days."
"Did you just give him a time limit on his apology with implications?" Artie asked with a questioning look and upon Rachel's answer which came by head nod the entire group broke into all kinds of laughter.
"Oh…. Oh my god b-babe." Brittany gasped in between breaths. Rachel tried to get to her feet but the blonde just tightened her hold on the small brunette's waist. "You're not going anywhere baby." the group chuckled at the small brunettes pout and awed when Brittany placed a gentle chaste kiss on her lips.
"As disgustingly sweet as that little pout fest was." Santana said sarcastically "Some of us want to keep having a good time so let's get to getting on."
"What does that even mean?" Finn asked rubbing his head.
"It means that it's your shot big guy so come let's go." Finn took the offered shot and downed it in one go he seemed to be holding his own. That was until he took his sixth shot automatically regretting it as his stomach made a loud rumbling sound.
"I don't feel so good."
"You better not hurl Hudson I ain't about to baby-sit your gigantic ass." Finn tried to wave away Santana's voice but the sudden movement made him gag and before the rest of the group knew what was going on Finn, Rachel, Santana and Dro had made it up the stairs and into the kitchen.
"So much for not baby-sitting." Rachel teased her sister with a grin.
"Shut up smurfet." The sound of Finn throwing up combined with the loud gasp that left Rachel's mouth made Dro sigh and shake his head and pinch the bridge of his nose.
"You swore you would never use that name…. You swore in front of Mr. Whiskers."
"Don't bring my bunny into this Rach." Santana hissed at her sister who was staring at her with murder written all over her eyes
"Are you two seriously having this discussion right now?" The two sisters turn to look at a pale looking Finn and a agitated looking Dro. "Rachel go find some water bottles. Santana go find a spot for him to pass out on."
"Why do I have to find a spot? Why can't Rachel go?"
"Because you'll probably switch the water with vodka, and I'm not about to have another Christmas reenactment so Go. Find. A spot. Now."
"Whateve's." Santana huffed as she stomped away from the drunken teen. "Pinche idiota ni puede tomar. Hora yo tengo que pagar por sus estupideses." Rachel started to giggle as she watched her older sister kick an empty beer can across the room.
"She's such an infant."
"You're not that far behind short round. Now get the waters and meet us wherever the hell it is that Santana set up for Finn."
"Okay. Dr. Jones I'll get right on that." Dro let out a chuckle and shook his head as he watched Rachel head down the hall with four bottles of water. "Santana you have be making the bed and fluffing pillows."
"Fluff this shorty." Alejandro heard Santana shout back at her sister, and judging by the sound of Rachel's gasp and huff he was fairly certain that Santana had either flipped Rachel the middle finger or grabbed at you know what he really didn't want to think about that.
"Alright Finn." Dro huffed as he lifted the heavy teen. "You're my boy and I've forgiven you for knocking the shit out of me first day of practice." He let out a huff and groan as he dragged the much taller kid down the hall bumping his head on the doorway. "Guess I didn't forgive you hard enough." Both of them chuckled. "Alright I'm gonna need your help on this cause their. Is no way. I'm lifting…. Your heavy ass up these stairs."
"Need some help?" Mike asked as he supported Finn's dead weight. "H-Holy fuck kids heavier than I thought."
"Yeah imagine dragging him down that hall?"
"I don't wanna go to school mama." The two jocks watched as Finn mumbled something before passing back out. Once Finn was placed in Puck's bed much to Puck's chagrin the rest of the group decided to call it a night or rather call it an early morning. Rachel and Brittany took Puck's little sisters room while Quinn and Santana shoved Puck out of his mothers room.
"Move over bro." Puck muttered as he shoved Finn to the far side of his queen sized bed. He thought about sleeping on the floor but that idea went out the window when he remembered that he was in his house. "I swear if you spoon me again Hudson I will kill you."
"I love you too Sunshine." Finn mumbled before turning over and giving his back to Puck who just shrugged before he dropped face first into his pillow.
In the basement Kurt and Mercedes quickly claimed the couch leaving Mike, Matt and Artie to suffer with the floor.
"Don't worry the carpet should be comfy enough." Kurt said with a sweet smile.
"Then why don't you sleep on the floor?" Matt asked with a challenging glare.
"Yeah why don't I get the couch? I mean I am handicapped and all." Artie stated with a pointed look at the two gossip queens.
"Well we we're here first so." Mercedes let the sentence die in her throat as she snuggled down on the couch. "Be dolls and turn the lights off please."
"Well Tina's still waiting on Dro and Mike went to look for some pillows and covers since you two took the last three that we're in the laundry room." Matt stated as he helped Artie out of his chair and gently placed him on the floor in the middle of the room.
"Tina where are you going to sleep?" Mercedes whispered/asked and gave an apologetic look to the Goth who just smiled.
"Alejandro said he had a sleeping bag in his trunk so he went to go get it."
"Damn girl you hit the jackpot with that boy." Tina blushed and ducked her head as Mike walked into the basement with a stack of pillows.
"It's bad enough I've got to sleep on the floor. I'm not about to add a sore neck to the already growing list of complaints for when I wake up." After tossing a couple of pillows To Matt and Artie he threw a couple to Kurt and Mercedes who happily took them. "Here for you and Dro when he comes back."
"Thanks Mike." The receiver gave Tina a smile before grabbing his own pillow. He walked towards the right end of the couch and dropped the pillow.
"Hey I've got the sleeping bag." Dro whispered as he slowly walked down the steps and into the basement. "Sorry I took long I had to lock up and make sure everyone was alright."
"It's alright." Tina answered with a smile. "So." A loud yawn broke free from her which she quickly put a stop to by covering her mouth. "Sorry about that um." Dro chuckled at the embarrassed look his girlfriend was sporting so he decided to let her know it was alright by giving her a kiss. "What was that for?"
"Just wanted to give you a kiss." He answered with a shrug. "So where do you want to crash?"
"In my bed." Tina answered truthfully. "But since that isn't going to happen I guess we'll take up the left side of the couch."
"Left side it is. Do you want the wall?" The Asian Goth shook her head and scrunched up her nose making Dro chuckle once again. Once the sleeping bag and Dro's makeshift bed we're set and the lights we're off the two teens settled in. Five minutes later Tina unzipped herself from the bag and motioned for Dro to stand up. Once he was on his feet she handed him his covers and both pillows. Dro watched as Tina unzipped the entire sleeping bag then stretched it out so that it was an under blanket, then she grabbed the pillows and placed them back up against the side of the couch.
"Come lay down baby." She whispered fully surprising herself with the confidence that seemed to have grown out of nowhere. Hearing her boyfriends chuckle then feeling his cover drape over her body let her know that he was on his way. "This is much better." Tina sighed when she felt one of Alejandro's arms snake under her back and then pull her closer to his body. "G'night baby." Tina mumbled as she placed a hand on his chest and snuggled into his side. Upstairs Quinn had Santana wrapped in her arms. Her fingers ghosting over the brunettes shoulder and down her arm.
"Where you scared that day?" Quinn whispered.
"Terrified." Santana answered. "That was the scariest moment in my life up to that point."
"There's more?"
"With Rachel…. There's always more." Santana's voice cracked. "I'm just glad those days are finally over."
"Are you ever going to tell me about your father?" Quinn felt immediately the way Santana tensed at the mention of her dad. Silence seemed to engulf the room and it felt suffocating to the blonde. She was about to back paddle when she heard her girlfriend let out a deep sigh.
"I'll tell you about him…. When you tell me about yours." Now it was Quinn's turn to go silent as she thought about the man who abused both physically and emotionally both her and her mother, the man that drank way to much, the man who went out and got himself a new family since he didn't get the son he wanted.
"Deal." Was the last thing Quinn said before she allowed sleep to take her. Santana stared at her sleeping girlfriend. Smiling every time the blonde would murmur or whine in her sleep. She gently lifted her hand and traced the outline of Quinn's face with her fingers adding a bit of pressure when she trailed her lips.
"Your so beautiful Quinn." Santana whispered into the darkness. "I just hope I don't fuck us over."