Take a step Back | By : DBAngel0322 Category: G through L > Glee Views: 6035 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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It was the end of the day. Quinn was Rachel's bodyguard for the day. She walked the diva to her classes, and was constantly scanning the hallways for the jocks. She was looking for one to have a slushy in their hand but no one did.
"Escort to glee," Quinn said extending her arm for Rachel to take. The diva laughed at Quinn's gesture. "Thank you Madame," she replied linking their arms. When they arrived to the choir room all the chairs were pushed out of the way. A chair was in the front facing the students and Mr. Shue. "What's going on?" Rachel asked everyone. Quinn led her over to the chair to take a seat. The rest of the members took their places, with their back to Rachel, including Mr. Shue. She noticed Puck had a guitar around him, and Artie had the base. "Rachel, we have prepared something for you. It is to tell you that we're sorry. We want you to hold on because you're a firework. Always remember we'll be there for you, and you can count on us. Because we're family," Quinn explained to the diva. She took her place with her back to Rachel. Puck turned around strumming his guitar at a slow pace. After a few chords were strung, Mr. Shue turned Artie around as Finn turned and started singing. "Oh I had a lot to say, was thinking on my time away." Finn started walking towards Rachel. "I missed you and things weren't the same. Cause everything inside, it never comes out right. And when I see you cry, it makes me want to die." He knelt down as Santana turned and lent her vocals. "I'm sorry I'm bad. I'm sorry you're blue. I'm sorry about all things I said to you. And I know I can't take it back." Finn stood up, walking backwards towards the band, he continued alone. "I love how you kiss, I love all your sounds, and baby the way you make my world go round." He turned to go to the drums, as all the other members of new directions turned and sang. "And I just wanted to say I'm sorry." Tears were forming in Rachel's eyes as the music changed. Finn started whaling on the drums. The girls turned away from Rachel, leaving only the boys singing. "Hold on if you feel like letting go. Hold on it gets better than you know." Puck took a solo. "Don't stop looking, you're one step closer. Don't stop searching, it's not over." The boys joined back in for the next line, "Hold on if you feel like letting go. Hold on it gets better than you know. Hold on." The music changed again to a more upbeat tune. The boys all turned away from Rachel. The girls all turned around singing. "Cause baby you're a firework, Come on, show 'em what you're worth. Make 'em go Oh, oh, oh, as you shoot across the sky-y-y. Baby, you're a firework. Come on, let your colors burst. Make 'em go Oh, oh, oh, you're gonna leave 'em all in awe, awe, awe." Tina broke away from the girls. "You don't have to feel like a waste of space. You're original, cannot be replaced. If you only knew what the future holds. After a hurricane comes a rainbow." Mercedes joined Tina, but sang alone. "Maybe your reason why all the doors are closed. So you could open one that leads you to the perfect road. Like a lightning bolt, your heart will glow. And when it's time, you'll know." The music changed again. It went to a bubblegum pop sound. Rachel recognized it but it couldn't put her finger on it. Tears were flowing freely from Rachel's eyes. She was so focused on the performance and trying to figure out the songs; she didn't notice someone came into the choir room. Brittany took this solo. "When you need someone, you just turn around." The boys all turned around at this point. Someone also tapped on her shoulder at the words turn around. Rachel squeaked when she saw Kurt, wrapping her arms around his neck. "And I, will be there. When you're feeling low, Baby let me know, And I, will be there." Brittany continued behind her. The music changed again, but it was just Puck strumming on his guitar, and slow again. Kurt began singing to the diva, making his way around the front of her. "Find out what we're made of, when we are called to help our friends in need. You can count on me like 1, 2, 3. I'll be there. And I know when I need it. I can count on you like 4, 3, 2. And you'll be there. 'Cause that's what friends are supposed to do oh yeah ooooooh, oooohhh yeah, yeah." Quinn came over next to Kurt taking the last line, "If you're tossin' and you're turnin and you just can't fall asleep. I'll sing a song beside you." The music changed again, going back to an upbeat tune. Everyone started singing, "We are family, I got all my sisters with me. We are family, Get up ev'rybody and sing." Kurt and Quinn grabbed Rachel's hands. The diva joined in with the group singing, "We are family, I got all my sisters with me. We are family, Get up ev'rybody and sing," repeatedly until the last note was hit. Rachel was in tears long before the end. Quinn and Kurt were the first ones to hug the diva. Everyone crowded around them giving Rachel the biggest group hug she has ever received.After the performance Mr. Shue dismissed the students. They worked so hard on the number for Rachel he wanted to give them a break. Quinn grabbed Rachel's hand as they exited the choir room.
"I have another surprise for you," Quinn whispered into her ear. "I don't know if I can handle another surprise," Rachel replied. "Please. I promise you'll like it," Quinn said pouting. Rachel didn't say anything. She let the cheerleader pull her towards the auditorium. On stage near the piano was a stool. Leaning against the piano was a guitar, and on top it looked like an ihome with an ipod sitting on it. "Quinn?" Rachel asked as she was pulled to the stage. The cheerleader didn't say anything. She brought the diva on stage and had her sit on the waiting stool. Quinn picked up the guitar. "I didn't know you could play?" "I can't," Quinn pointed out, getting her fingers in position. "I had Sam teach me some of the song. I have no idea the notes or anything. I just know where my fingers need to be and when. I didn't have enough time to learn from the beginning." Quinn strummed the first note, making sure it was correct. "Ok. I'm ready. I know you're probably wondering what song I'm going to perform and everything. I found this song and thought it was perfect. I really wanted to perform it for you but Mr. Shue said it was inappropriate. Just listen to the words. I know your views on swears, but I feel like it helps the song. Ok here we go." "Made a wrong turn," strum, "once or twice," strum. "Dug my way," strum, "out, blood and fire," strum." "Bad decisions," strum, "that's alright," strum. "Welcome to," strum, "my silly life," strum. Quinn paused, getting her fingers right. "Mistreated," then started strumming continuously, "this place, misunderstood. Miss knowing it's all good. It didn't slow me down. Mistaking, always second guessing. Underestimated, look I'm still around." Quinn stopped strumming and pressed play on the ipod. "Pretty, pretty please (Quinn put her hands together as if to beg), don't you ever, ever feel, like your less than, fucking perfect. Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel, like you're nothing, you're fucking perfect to me (Quinn gently stroked Rachel's cheek)." Quinn took off the guitar and placed it on the piano. "You're so mean when you talk, about yourself. You were wrong. Change the voices; in your head (Quinn placed her finger on Rachel's forehead). Make them like you instead. So complicated, look how we are making, filled with so much hatred. Such a tired game. It's enough; I've done all I could think of. Chased down all my demons, I've seen you do the same. Oooh, Oooh." Quinn got on her knees, putting her hands together again. "Pretty, pretty please, don't you ever; ever feel, like your less than fucking perfect. Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel, like you're nothing, (Quinn stood up and walked over to the piano) you're fucking perfect to me." Quinn reached behind the ihome, pulling out a baseball hat. She put it on sideways speaking the rap, "The whole worlds scared, so I swallow the fear. The only think I should be drinking is an ice cold beer (Quinn makes a cup with her hand and pretends to drink). So cool in line and we try, try, try but we try too hard. And it's a waste of my time (Quinn points to the invisible watch on her wrist).Done looking for the critics, cause they're everywhere (Quinn uses big hand gestures signaling done, and all around).They don't like my jeans (Quinn pulls at the sides of her skirt), they don't get my hair (Quinn grabs her ponytail). Exchange ourselves and we do it all the time. Why do we do that, why do I do that? Why do I do that (Quinn brings her hand to her chin, placing her finger on her jaw, looking like she is seriously considering the question)? Yeaaaaah. Ooooh pretty, pretty please oooh." Quinn grasps Rachel's hands pulling her up to dance. "Pretty, pretty please, don't you ever; ever feel, like your less than fucking perfect. Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel, like you're nothing, you're fucking perfect to meeeee yeaaaaaah. You're perfect, you're perfect (Quinn and Rachel are dancing. Rachel takes off the hat Quinn is wearing). Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel, like you're nothing, you're fucking perfect to me." Quinn ends the song by twirling Rachel, and pulling her back into her embrace. The diva was crying again, the song was perfect. She didn't pay attention to the swears but just the message behind the words. Quinn reached up and wiped away the tears with her thumb. Rachel leaned her hand into the cheerleader's. Rachel looked up and locked eyes with the cheerleader. Rachel leaned up towards Quinn. She was scared and unsure if she should do what she wanted to do. Quinn didn't move as the diva kept closing the gap until their lips met. Quinn didn't pull away, but rather pulled Rachel closer to her deepening the kiss. The two slowly pulled way, scanning the other's face. Rachel smiled up at the cheerleader. Quinn smiled back, but the smile faded quickly. "I have to go," Quinn said abruptly. She let go of Rachel and grabbed her things. "Quinn? What's wrong? Did I do something wrong?" Rachel asked. Quinn was working as fast as she could to get her things together. "What? No Rachel you did nothing wrong." "Then why are you freaking out?" Quinn put everything down on the piano. She turned around and took Rachel's hands in hers. "I'm sorry Rachel. It's complicated." "Then uncomplicated it," Rachel replied. Quinn took a deep breath and let it out her nose. "Ok well first off I'm dating Sam. So I pretty much did the same thing with him that I did to Finn. Neither boy deserved that. And…" Quinn trailed off "And…" Rachel egged the cheerleader. There was no response. "And… you have feelings for me, but from your upbringing you are convinced that its wrong. That it's not ok for you to have these feelings. So you're feeling guilty because you cheated again. You've also committed a sin worse than having sex out of wedlock." "Wow, you pretty much hit that nail on the head." "Well I am the daughter of two gay dads. And confession, you said a lot more in your sleep that Saturday morning." Quinn dropped Rachel's hands. "What else did I say?" "That you love me. That you always have. And that was why you were so mean to me. You tried being mean to cover and suppress your true feelings. I'm sorry I didn't say anything sooner. I didn't want to scare you away. You've been a true friend to me Quinn, and I'll cherish every moment we had." Rachel turned to leave. She felt she ruined the one friendship she had again. She didn't know where the urge to kiss Quinn came from. It just felt like the thing to do. Part of her regretted it because it ended the friendship before it had time to really prosper. The other part didn't. The kiss was different. It wasn't sloppy and timid like Finn. It wasn't harsh and rushed like Puck. It wasn't cocky and forceful like Jesse. It was sweet and tender. "What do you mean had?" "I can only assume from your reaction, that you no longer want anything to do with me." "Rachel. No. Yes I was a little freaked out. I didn't know you felt the same. Also the reasons you listed, feeling guilty for cheating and my religious beliefs." "Quinn did it ever occur to you that maybe you cheat because you're not getting something out of your current relationship. Maybe you're not happy, that the person you're with isn't the one you want to be with." "You saying I wanted to be with Puck?" "No, I'm saying you didn't want to be with Finn." "Are you saying I don't want to be with Sam as well?" "You tell me?" Quinn didn't respond. This time Rachel left leaving the cheerio with her thoughtsThe performance numbers:
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