Glee: "Idiosyncrasy" (4/ ?)
CHAPTER THREE
WASTED
Artist: "L.P."
Album: "Suburban Sprawl & Alcohol"
LIMA, OHIO FALL 2011
PUCK'S HOUSE - LIVING ROOM
It was the annual back to school party at Pucks. Rachel was actually invited too attend for the first time in her life. She had been nervous on attending. Not that it was her first party ever - no her first party ever was when she was six years old - and she had invited Quinn, Brittany and Santana over for a slumber party. None of the girls came. Rachel had sat eagerly on the couch, or by the front door most of the night - telling her fathers that her friends would show up; that they were just late was all. She had finally fallen asleep with her head against the door around eleven that night.
The following day at the park - Quinn made sure to taunt her that the girls had never intended on going. That they had slept over at Santana's laughing their heads off at the thought of Rachel eagerly waiting for them all night long. Rachel had swallowed many tears before she allowed her mouth to form a smile. It wasn't her 100 watt smile that she had perfected by the time she turned seven (no this smile was the beginning of that famous Rachel Berry smile). She had informed Quinn that she fully didn't expect the girls to show up - that after seeing that the girls were an hour late; she played board games with her fathers - and then went to bed.
Quinn knew that Rachel was lying. She could tell by the shorter and younger girls eyes. Rachel at six couldn't lie well. Quinn felt even worse then the previous night at Santana's - she wished she gather the short girl into her arms and never let go. She wanted to promise the world to the brunette in front of her - as she was fighting to build a wall around her heart and soul. One that Quinn had personally built up when she was two and knew that was expected by her parents. But, Quinn just jammed cement over the bricks that day, and turned her back on the struggling brunette, and walked away.
Quinn had chosen the shorter straw. But, she knew that Santana had cheated. There was no way she was going to allow Brittany to be the one to hurt Rachel. Santana was evil even at six years old - but she wanted Quinn to prove that she could be a hardhearted bitch - even at six. Quinn had closed her heart and soul off from Santana the moment she walked away from Rachel that day.
It would take another ten years before Quinn managed to close her heart, and soul from her parents - and their teachings. Quinn shook her head to clear her thoughts of the past. Her arm moved to touch Rachel's slim one next to her. She knew that this party wasn't Rachel's first party with her fellow students - that was last year when Glee finally had the twelve they needed to compete in competitions. But, this was the first party that Rachel had willing partaken in drinking.
Even if Beth wasn't still breast feeding - Quinn had sworn off all alcohol beverages whenever she was around Noah Puckerman. The risk was just too high. She was much, much too young to be raising more than one child. She wanted to enjoy Beth as long as she could - before she decided to add on to her family.
Rachel was sipping a beer that Artie had given her a half hour ago. "So how is the taste?" Quinn tilted her head to the right.
"It's disgusting." Rachel replied as she frowned at the Budweiser bottle.
"Then don't drink it." Quinn shrugged.
"I just can not finish it. After all someone had paid money for this. It would be quite rude to leave it full in it." Rachel frowned. She took another timid sip. Her face squashed up in pure disgust.
"Chug it." Santana said leaning against the sofa. "I mean the faster you drink it down - the sooner you won't be stressing over wasting someone else's money." She grinned, "Chug it."
"Santana!" Quinn growled looking up into the Latina's eyes.
The Latina smirked. "Man Hands won't have the guts too."
"Stop calling Rachel that. Her name is Rachel. R-a-c-h-e-l." Heat filled Quinn's face and body.
"It's quite all right Quinn." Rachel said calmly. She smiled up at Santana, "Thank you Santana. I know that you only suggested that I 'chug' this beer to see me make a fool of myself. But, I see the wisdom of your suggestion - so I'll play along, and chug this disgusting thing. The sooner it's gone - the sooner I don't have to ponder how I'm going to finish it within this evening activates - after all I'm sure that it would taste even more disgusting when it's been set out in room temperature by the end of the evening."
"Just chug it all ready Berry." Santana rolled her eyes. "Shit you are the only person I know, whom has to have a long monolog before she would chug a fucking beer."
Rachel rose the bottle to her lips, and took a deep breath. Opening her mouth she tipped the bottle back. She almost chocked as the awful liquid flowed down her taste buds, and down her pipes. Lucky for her every single drop went down the right tube. It would be embarrassing if she spat out the beer onto the poor soul whom was in front of her. Oh God, what if Quinn was in her line of sight during that time. Like she said, she thanked whatever God out there that liquid went down the right pipes. Even through it was rushing down it like a damn waterfall. She barely had enough time to use her throat to use itself to make swallowing motions to help the flow down.
Lowering the bottle finally she opened her eyes. Licking her lips she grinned. "I had never chugged anything before in my life. I'm happy that I didn't make a fool out of myself by dripping any of the liquid out of my mouth."
Santana slapped Rachel's back, "Not bad, Berry. I honesty didn't think you would do it."
Rachel stood to her feet, "I never back away from a challenge." She breathed. "I'm thirsty." She walked away from the couch.
"Berry drunk. This will be fun." Santana grinned looking down into Quinn's hazel eyes. "Let's see what we can make man hands do when she's drunk."
Quinn suddenly gripped Santana's bare right shoulder. "Don't you dare harm her, S. If you do then your life will officially be over."
Santana glared into Quinn's eyes. Sighing, "Q. I would never internally harm my worst enemy. Seeing how Berry is pretty much just lower than that - I wouldn't want any harm to come too her. Let her act like a typical teenager for the first time in her fucking life."
Quinn sighed and stood up. "I best go find Rachel." She had lost track of the small Diva. After all the crush of the teenagers that were in the living room were mostly taller then Rachel. Hell everyone eleven was taller than Rachel Berry - all expect for the honest to God Dwarfs of the world. But truly there were no Dwarfs living in Lima, Ohio. So anyone Rachel's height was small.
Quinn truly couldn't understand why Rachel was the size she was. Granted Rachel's biological father, Giovanni was short and all - but he was a good six inches taller than his daughter. Rachel's biological mother, Shelby, was a tall goddess.
It took several minutes to locate the short brunette Diva over near the wall. She was drinking deeply from a red plastic cup. Sighing she made her way to stand in front of Rachel, "What are you drinking now?"
"It's not the disgusting beer. Never again, Quinn, never again." Rachel said. "I'm actually drinking punch. It's spiked with vodka. This is actually my second cup." She smiled widely. Leaning forward, "I'm beginning to feel the effects." She said in a whisper - but a medium amount of alcohol mixed in never allows the human to use a soft whisper. So Rachel's 'whisper' was pretty much like a medium sound yell.
"I think you had enough." Quinn said taking the cup from Rachel's hand. "Enough Rach." She said meaningfully.
Rachel shook her head. "This is a party, Quinn, loosen up. Be a teenager for crying out loud." She began to move her body to the music, "Oh my God, I simply love this song." She grabbed a hand to the right of her, "Come on Matt, let's tear this place apart."
Matt allowed the short Diva to lead him to the dance floor.
"She seems to be having fun." Puck said leaning against the wall next to Quinn. "About freaking time I say."
"I don't like it." Quinn said in a hard voice.
"You don't want Rachel to have a good time?" Puck looked quizzing at the side of Quinn's face.
Quinn sighed never taking her eyes off of Rachel, whom was currently on her fifth dance with Matt. "I want Rachel to have a good time - I just don't want her drinking is all. Drinking never leads to anything good."
"Expect Beth." Puck said in a low voice.
"Expect Beth." Quinn agreed in a soft voice. "Expect; I wish she came at a later date in my life." She sighed, and leaned her head against Puck's shoulder. "I just don't want my drunken mistake to happen to Rachel. Rachel has her dreams to full fill after all. She can't make any mistakes that will possible get her permanently tied down to this hell that we call a fucking small town of U.S.A."
Puck sighed deeply, "Rachel will get out of this fucking hell hole. She'll make her dreams come true. She'll make Lima proud of her." Leaning his head against his girlfriend's, "You and Beth are going to go with her when she leaves." He didn't even leave it off as a question - he knew the truth. From the moment that Beth had been born; he knew that his time with Quinn was going to be short.
Quinn stiffened up. The next feeling Puck felt was the slam of her head as she shot up and away from him. He watched as she pushed through the bodies to the center of the floor. He needed another drink. Perhaps four would help dull the ache in his soul.
"Have you seen Rachel?" Quinn pulled Santana and Brittany apart. It had been two hours since her little moment with Puck against the wall. It had been two freaking hours since the last time she had a line of sight on Rachel. She gripped Brittany's upper arm more tightly as Brittany made a move back towards Santana.
"Let Brittany go, Quinn." Santana said with a deadly look in her brown eyes. "Now."
"It's okay, S. Q. is just worried about Rachel." Brittany said in a calm voice. She raised her hand and gently stroked Quinn's hair away from her face.
"It doesn't matter. You shouldn't be treated like this, Brittany. Even by Quinn." Santana growled. Her fists clenched at her side.
"Have you seen Rachel?" Quinn demanded back. She didn't even realize that her hand tightened even more on Brittany's arm.
"The last time we saw her, she was heading upstairs with Finn." Brittany said stroking Quinn's face once more. "She was leaning against him and had this look on her face. I think they are trying to find a empty spot to be alone."
"How long ago!" Quinn demanded turning to face Brittany with wide eyes.
"Just a little over ten minutes ago." Brittany smiled. "Don't worry, Q. Rachel just wants to be with her boyfriend alone is all. She's been after him for a little over a year now after all."
"N-n-no, I can't let this happen." Quinn pushed Brittany away from her and rushed passed the ditzy blond.
"Quinn get back here now!" Santana shouted after her back.
"It's all right, Santana. Quinn is just running to Rachel's rescue is all." Brittany said holding onto the Latina's waist to hold her in place.
The next thing Quinn was aware of was being on the second floor of the Pukermans house and pushing past the drunk couples trying to get to Puck's bedroom. She slammed into the closed door managing to slam it hard against the wall. "Get off of her now!" She seethed.
Rachel was underneath Finn. She gripped her hands tighter into his bare skin. Her chest was heaving up and down rapidly. "Q-q-q-uinn, did you come to join us?" She found this funny as she uplifted her face and laughed uproarious.
Finn laughed along side his girlfriend. His fingers still massaging her left breast, his finger pinching her harden nipple. He loved how it harden even more. He lowered his head and licked her nipple. He heard her moan low and loved how it vibrated into his mouth. He felt himself come a little bit more. He just had too hold out just a little bit longer - then he could come deep into this waiting body beneath him.
He suddenly felt a set of freezing cold hands on him - and he was being yanked away from this waiting body underneath him. He felt Rachel's finger nails dig deeper into his shoulders as she fought him from being pulled away from her. "Get your hands off of me Quinn." He growled looking over his shoulders into the angry eyes of his former girlfriend. "I don't want you, you slut, I'm with Rachel now!"
"How dare you take advantage of her, Finn Hudson. She's drunk. She doesn't know what she's fucking doing." Quinn shouted in his ear as she tried to pull him away from Rachel. "You know that this is her first time. Don't allow her to lose her virginity while she's drunk."
"It's her decision." Finn snared as he jerked his back to the right trying to push Quinn off of him.
"Quinn leave Finn alone." Rachel pushed herself up. She wrapped her arms around Finn's chest, pulling him closer to her. Resting her head against his beating heart, she stared bleary into Quinn's eyes. "So I lose my virginity while I'm drunk. Big whoopee do. A lot of people do it - you did. Finn did."
Finn stilled at those words. He suddenly became stone cold sober.
"After all he fucked Santana last year." Rachel slurred.
Finn looked down into her half closed eyes. "Rach, I'm ..."
"It's quite all right Finn. I'm all right that you lied to me about still being a virgin. That you lied to me that you wanted me to be that special person that you gave yourself too for the very first time." Rachel's finger lightly traced his jaw line, "I very well know that I'm a loser. That I have always been a loser. That I will always be a loser. I never expected you or hell anyone to save themselves for me. So I wasn't even surprised when I learned about you shagging Santana." She laughed gently as she tried to keep her eyes open. "Funny through, I always thought my first time would be more romantic. But, you can't have everything." She moved forward and sucked on his neck.
"Rach -" was all Finn got out before she passed out in his arms. He looked over at Quinn, "Quinn ..."
Quinn gently removed Rachel from his arms, and covered her chest against her own. "Don't. Just don't." She looked down at Rachel's closed eyes. Tears had been fallen from the brunette's eyes as she had been speaking.
"I'll help you get Rachel to your car." Puck said in a soft voice as he yanked Finn from his bed. He handed over Rachel's bra for Quinn to cover Rachel's breasts properly. He handed over Rachel's shirt after Quinn had zapped the bra back in place.
"You have been drinking, Noah. I don't want Rachel hurt." Quinn said with Rachel's head on her lap. "I'm going to call her fathers. One of them will come and pick us up. I don't want her to remain here any longer."
Puck sat down on the bed. "I'm not drunk, Quinn." He brushed aside Rachel's hair from the right side of her face. "I became stone cold sober the moment that I entered the room after you broke my door. Let me help you get Rachel to your car. I don't want Rachel to remain here one second longer than necessary."
"Okay." Quinn whispered. She watched as Puck carefully lifted Rachel in bridal style. Rachel whimpered. "It's okay, Rachel, Noah has you." Rachel moved closer into the firmness of Puck's chest and sighed.
After getting Rachel in the passenger seat, and making sure the belt was locked securely - Puck looked into Quinn's tired and sad hazel eyes. "Everything will be all right, baby mama. Once Rachel becomes sober once more - get her to talk. She'll talk to you."
Quinn breathed in, "She never told me that she found out about Finn and Santana. Usually when Rachel has something on her mind she comes to me. She'll use every known word in the Dictionary before she actually get to tell me what is bothering her. But, this time she hadn't." She looked down at the passed out Rachel, "For a month now there had been the classic signs. I had been patiently waiting and waiting - but nothing. Why did she decide that getting drunk was the way to go with this?"
Puck sighed as he traced Rachel's tight jaw line. "I don't know." He sighed. "Give Beth my love for me. Tell her that I'll see her tomorrow." He stood up and gently closed the door. So not to startle Rachel. He watched as Quinn's car drove down the street. After the car turned left he turned around and stared at Finn whom was standing on his front porch. Jaw clenched he made his way across his grass.
NEW YORK 2015
"Puck and Finn's friendship was never the same after that night." Quinn sighed as finished up with the memory of the first time Rachel had gotten drunk. "Noah is very protective and loyal to you." Holding Rachel's hand in hers, "You are cold. It's time go inside."
Rachel tried to take her hand back. "I'm fine." She said with a glare. Quinn's hand just gripped hers even more tightly. "Let go of my hand."
Quinn rose their hands. She looked at Rachel's hand between her own. Bringing it to her lips, she gently kissed it - never taking her eyes off of Rachel's chocolate brown ones. Blowing on it. "Cold. So very, very cold." She brought it up to rest on her cheek. "I hope my body heat can warm it."
"Why do you do this? Why do you care so much about me?" Rachel whispered. "I don't deserve you. I never deserved you."
"Why did you really get drunk that night?" Quinn asked still with her eyes locked with Rachel's. "Yeah I know you were hurt by Finn's lie to you about the whole being a virgin thing. But Rach, that never made sense to me. Not back then and not every time I think about it. So tell me Rachel, why did you really get drunk that night?"
"I already told you repeatedly why. Finn lied to me too my face, not once, or twice, but several times that he did not sleep with Santana - when I was dating Jesse." Rachel's right eye bow rose. "Noah's back too school party was the perfect time to lose my virginity. I had planned on losing it to Finn Hudson when I decided that he was the one for me back in the beginning of Sophomore year."
"Why didn't you lose your virginity to Finn then? I mean you had plenty of chances too before we graduated." Quinn shot back. "What really stopped you?"
"I knew that Finn wasn't the one whom was worthy of the gift I had too offer." Rachel sighed. "After I sobered up, I knew that I still had romantic feelings for Finn - but I wasn't in love with him. I couldn't be with someone intimately whom I didn't love."
Quinn moved closer. "I haven't been with anyone else since that drunken afternoon at Puck's. I know that I can't give you the gift of my virginity, Rachel. But, I give you the gift of my soul. No one has reached my soul - expect for Beth." Bending her head she ghosted her lips over Rachel's, "I love you. You are my one and only."
Rachel closed her eyes and closed the distance between the two. Her lips met Quinn's. When Quinn's tongue licked her bottom lip she opened her mouth. She softly moaned at the feel of Quinn's tongue gently enter her mouth. She felt her free arm slip around Quinn's back and up to her neck. She felt Quinn move more tighter against her as their kiss deepened.
Quinn keep her right hand in Rachel's which was between their chests. She could feel Rachel's raising heartbeat against her chest. Her own heart leaped in joy as she felt Rachel tighten her hold on her neck. Rachel's tongue had yet to enter her waiting mouth - but she was fine with that. She knew very soon her soul mate's tongue would be exploring her mouth - just as she was exploring hers.
Rachel felt like she was falling - but she wasn't afraid. Because she knew that her soul mate would always catch her. When air became a pressing issue with her she broke away from the essence that was her life line. She felt a warm forehead against hers as she tried desperately to catch her breath. Her eyes remained closed as she simply allowed herself to wrap herself in the essence which was stronger than she was.
Quinn breathed. "I love you."
Rachel stiffened and was brought back down to reality. She pulled away from Quinn with wide eyes. Jerking her hand free from Quinn's. "D-don't say that."
"It's the truth." Quinn smiled. "I love you."
"I never asked you too." Rachel shook her head. Gulping as she tried to catch her breath around the lumps that were coming over each other. "Don't Quinn, please don't." With one last pleading look at Quinn, Rachel turn and fled down the pier towards their home.
Quinn watched stunned after Rachel. "Please God, allow Rachel to be there tomorrow, the next day, and every day after that." She said as tears fell heavily down her cheeks.
END CHAPTER THREE
Author's Note: As if you all didn't know the 'past' is going to be covered in random ways. It helps to set up the 'present' part of the story. Keep sending songs & the artists that best sings them my way.