| Title: I Will Be Your Comfort
Pairing(s): Eventual Puck/Rachel along with others
Word Count: 2800
Rating: PG-13/M (for language)
Summary: The hockey team goes too far. Will the Glee club join together to help Rachel?
Finally she moved, her eyes finally meeting his.
“Noah…” she whispered. And the next thing she knew, she was being crushed in a hug from him.
“You scared me so bad,” he whispered but everyone could hear it. Quite a few raised eyebrows could be seen. Mr. Badass had been scared? Rachel’s arms slowly snaked around him.
“I’m sorry…” And Puck didn’t bother to correct her. He was too caught up in the fact that she was back. She was back. Her crying and freaking out was bad enough but when she wouldn’t talk to him… He gently pulled her out of the truck still holding her in the embrace.
And even Finn couldn’t be angry when he saw Rachel in Puck’s arms like that. Puck really did care about her. And he realized that should have been apparent to him from the beginning but he was too focused on Rachel. Mike and Matt turned away to help Artie out of Kurt’s car.
Only after they had Artie out of the car did Rachel and Puck separate.
“Do you have your keys?” he asked softly. She shook her head.
“The spare’s under the welcome mat.”
Puck rolled his eyes. “You really need to come up with a more original place to hide that.” He took her hand before leading her to the house. He quickly unlocked the door with the spare and took her into the living room. He sat her down on the couch and looked at her carefully making sure she was still there.
“What happened Rach?” he asked aware that the others had come in as well.
“I don’t know,” she said softly. “I was wishing it had never happened and I just stopped thinking… But I didn’t hurt anymore,” she continued just as softly but she also sounded like she wasn’t all there.
“I-I think sh-she’s in shock,” offered Tina. Puck squeezed Rachel’s hand slightly.
“Can you try not to do that again?” he asked. “It really freaked me out.” She just nodded vaguely.
“Can we call the cops now?” asked Artie.
“NO!!” shrieked Rachel and Puck looked around checking to make sure that there were no letterman jackets in the room. He looked back at Rachel.
“Rachel why-“
“No,” she repeated shaking her head.
“Ok Rachel,” he said trying to calm her down. “We won’t call the police.” The room fell silent. Suddenly Rachel spoke up again.
“I want a shower,” she said almost frantically rubbing her arms.
“Then go take a shower Rachel. We’ll be down here ok?” said Puck after a moment. She nodded before dashing up the stairs.
“Is it wise to leave her alone?” asked Kurt.
“I’ll go up and check on her in a while after I’m sure she’ll be in the shower,” replied Puck before sighing and running a hand through his Mohawk.
“Are we really not calling the police?” wondered Artie.
“At least not today,” replied Puck immediately. “She’s had enough stress today and it won’t make much of a difference if we call them today or tomorrow.” Everyone nodded accepting that.
“Puck,” said Finn. “I’m really sorry for accusing you of hurting Rachel. I didn’t realize you guys were still friends.”
“It’s ok man,” replied Puck, though he was still pissed about it. And it was very clear that Finn still didn’t realize just how much he did care for Rachel. Silence fell again.
“D-do you guys h-have a plan for t-tomorrow?” asked Tina. Puck cracked his knuckles.
“One by one whenever we can?” he suggested with an evil smirk on his face.
“I-I mean a-about Rachel. W-we aren’t l-leaving her alone r-right?”
“Hell no!” snapped Puck.
“I think it really depends on how she feels around the guys tomorrow,” said Kurt. “If she still doesn’t feel comfortable, they trail discretely. If she’s ok with the few of us here, they’re right there with her.” Everyone seemed to agree with that.
“Girls at all times though right?” asked Mike.
“Oh of course,” replied Kurt. Mercedes sighed.
“I can’t believe anyone would stoop to this level. And all just to get on Mohawk’s good side.” Puck felt like he wanted to throw up when he heard that. It was his fault.
“It’s not your fault,” said Matt, seeing the look on Puck’s face.
“I should have told them to back off. That kid…” He felt his fists clench. “It was him. He thought of all of it.”
“What?” came a voice, he didn’t even notice who.
“The kid who tried to slushy Rachel, said after she slapped me that they would get her. I thought it meant just another slushy… I should have beat the shit out of the fucker right then.” He felt the anger that had flared up when he realized who exactly was behind it fade away again, as he realized he had once again fucked up… and he wasn’t the one paying for it this time…
“Gonna go check on Rachel,” he muttered. At the top of the stairs he stopped for a moment. His brain wouldn’t stop yelling at him. It was his fault. And there was no way he could argue with himself.
“Puck,” said a voice. He turned to see Tina standing next to him. “You think that it’s your fault, but you’re trying to put on a tough face for all of us and Rachel. By tomorrow she’s going to see right through you. It is not your fault. It is the hockey team and that kid who planned it all out who are at fault. Rachel doesn’t need to be worried about you when she has too many other things to work out herself. You need to accept you aren’t at fault and never let her see you doubt that.”
Puck nodded, the strangely accurate words helping soothe his brain. He turned and walked towards Rachel’s room, motioning to Tina to follow him.
“At some point we’re going to talk about your stutter,” he said as they approached the bathroom door. He chuckled as he heard Tina let out a little squeak.
“Fuck…” she muttered. He knocked on the door.
“Rachel,” he called. “It’s me and Tina just want to make sure you’re ok.” He could hear the water running inside but no answer.
“Rachel?” he repeated raising his voice and banging on the door again. He turned to Tina after another no response. There was no way she wouldn’t have heard him. The lack of singing also freaked him out. Didn’t she always sing in the shower? Well he had never been around when she was in the shower but she just seemed like the kind of girl who would.
“Go in and check on her,” he demanded. Tina raised an eyebrow. He looked away nervously.
“I don’t want her to think…” he muttered. Tina just smiled and slipped into the bathroom. Before long he heard her voice.
“Puck go get Mercedes. She’s all spaced out again. I’m going to need help to get her out of here and into pajamas or a robe or something.” Puck swore before stomping back down the stairs.
“Mercedes. Tina needs your help. Rachel’s all wacked out again.” Mercedes nodded and rushed up the stairs. Puck sat down on the stairs ready to run up as soon as Rachel was decent.
“Dude you need to calm down,” said Matt gently.
“At this rate you’ll have a heart attack within the week,” said Kurt. Puck simply growled letting his head hang.
“Rachel needs you,” said Mike. “You can’t let your stress make her any worse than she is.” Everyone saw how those words affected him. He sagged slightly before taking some deep breaths.
“Yeah I got it,” he muttered. Finn had stayed quiet other than his apology. He found himself slightly angry that Rachel would only let Puck close to her. He would protect her way more than Puck would. He felt weird. Like the way he had when he saw Puck singing ‘Sweet Caroline’ to her. It must be because Rachel deserves better than him. By the time he had concluded this, Puck felt vibrations on the stairs. Mercedes and Tina were leading Rachel down the stairs. She was wearing a long robe.
“She has on pjs under it,” said Mercedes quickly seeing Puck’s eyes flick from the robe to the boys (Finn) and back. At the bottom of the stairs Puck pulled Rachel closer to him.
“Rach, you need to come back,” he said softly.
“Why don’t we just let her rest like that?” asked Artie.
“What if she doesn’t come back?” snapped Puck with a glare and Artie held up his hands in defeat. He didn’t blame Puck at all for snapping at him. He just was curious as to why they wouldn’t let her rest. And to be honest Puck had a point.
“I know it doesn’t hurt where you are,” said Puck. “But seeing you like this scares me,” he admitted. Let them make fun of him. He’d destroy them. What he didn’t know is that everyone else agreed with him about that. Rachel like that was way creepy.
“Please Rach,” he whispered. He felt her move and breathed a sigh of relief. He hugged her and took the opportunity to whisper in her ear.
“I’m sorry Rach I really am. I know it doesn’t hurt there but…”
“It’s ok Noah,” she said hugging him back. Everyone smiled seeing them like that. No one seemed to notice that Finn wasn’t smiling along with the rest of them…
“What do you want to do now Rachel?” asked Puck gently. Her eyes darted over to the boys and back.
“Can… Can the boys leave?” she asked softly clearly ashamed of the request. However the way she was holding onto Puck’s arm spoke volumes to the fact that he wasn’t included in the statement.
“It’s cool Rachel,” said Mike standing up.
“Feel better,” said Artie. Finn didn’t say anything but just got up but as he was about to leave he noticed something.
“What about Kurt? He’s a guy why is he staying?” Everyone looked at him in disbelief and Mike just smacked him across the back of the head before pulling him out the door.
“What? I know he’s gay but that doesn’t change the fact he’s a guy,” they all heard Finn protest. Puck heard Rachel giggle slightly and praised the fact his best friend was so dumb at times… What the hell was he talking about? Finn was always dumb.
He turned his focus back to Rachel.
“What do you want to do Rach? Do you want to talk some more?”
She shook her head immediately. “No. No more talking.” Puck nodded but knew he would have to push the issue again at some point and he dreaded when he was going to have to.
“Ok. Then you wanna watch a movie?” he asked. She nodded.
“Then come on girl!” said Mercedes taking her arm and pulling her gently towards the kitchen. “Let’s get some snacks!” Tina smiled and quickly followed them but as Kurt went to follow Puck spoke up.
“Hold up there Hummel. We need to talk.”
“What’s up Puck?” said Kurt looking at him confused. Puck took a few more steps closer to him, towering over the soprano.
“You know Rachel may have forgiven you but I have my eye on you. You were a real asshole earlier today and that’s not gonna fly anymore. Got it?” hissed Puck. Kurt went white, then a nasty shade of green before nodding quickly.
“You know this would be really touching if I weren’t so terrified.” Puck rolled his eyes.
“Whatever,” he said before heading over to browse through the DVDs the Berry’s owned. It took a little while but eventually Rachel and the girls came back. Puck was pleased to see the ghost of a smile hiding on Rachel’s face.
“What do you want to watch Rachel?” he asked. “I don’t see anything other than musicals or chick flicks.”
“Beauty in the Beast,” she replied softly. Puck quickly forced down the look of disgust he was sure was trying to manifest itself on his face. Then he felt like punching himself because seriously? Manifest? Even though he didn’t make the face Rachel seemed to know.
“I want to watch it because no matter the bad things that happen, everything ends happy.” Puck felt himself smiling slightly. Not only was that the longest thing she had said since she told everyone what happened but she wanted to see something happy to make her believe everything would be ok. He pulled it out and popped it in the DVD player before flopping onto the couch. He was pleased beyond belief when Rachel sat down next to him. She didn’t have any snacks with her.
“I thought Mercedes took you to get snacks,” he said.
“I’m not hungry,” she replied, her voice’s volume still way too low for his taste. “But you can go get some if you want.”
“I’m good,” he said before gently putting his arm around her and pulling her close to him. She leaned against him, her head resting on his shoulder. He ignored the looks he was getting from the others and started the movie. As the movie went on he found himself playing with her hair, and it seemed to be calming her down. He didn’t realize how tense she had been before he felt her start to calm down. Also throughout the movie she had kept getting closer to him. At one point she had wrapped her arms around him slightly awkwardly. He picked up her legs and slid her onto his lap. She sighed contently and continued watching the movie, her head still nestled in his shoulder. He heard a snicker at this and rolled his eyes. He really really hoped he wouldn’t have to deal with the girls of the group for much longer. He was in desperate need of testosterone but had already accepted he wasn’t going to be around anymore of it tonight. Rachel was almost asleep when the movie ended.
“Aladdin,” she murmured sleepily. Puck smiled in thanks to Tina who got up and changed the DVDs for him so he wouldn’t have to move. She was right on the edge of sleep when ‘A Whole New World’ started and he could feel her humming slightly before her breathing deepened and she completely fell asleep. Puck made a motion to the others, to indicate she was asleep and they all nodded. They got up and silently began to leave.
“I know she wouldn’t mind if we stayed but our parents would freak out,” whispered Kurt.
“You’re staying right?” asked Mercedes. He nodded, his arms moving unconsciously to a more protective position around Rachel. The three smiled widely and left. Puck decided to let the movie continue to play. He had felt Rachel start to move slightly, and hoped the music would help keep the nightmares from coming around. (Besides he had already sat through Beauty and the Beast and it wasn’t like his little sister had never watched the movies before). But this time he actually found himself paying attention. He blamed it on the massive amounts of estrogen he had been around that day. At the end of the movie his head was cocked thoughtfully. The movie was actually kind of sweet. The princess falling in love with the street rat even when the whole world thought he was a loser. He found himself looking at Rachel. He almost identified with Aladdin. If the jocks knew about this side of him, he’d be dropped to the bottom of the social ladder. I mean even towards the top he was seen as a loser. His face darkened slightly as the words ‘Lima Loser’ ran through his head but he pushed them to the side. But Rachel… And his face lightened as he looked back towards her. Rachel could see him for who he really was… and still liked him. She could bring out the best of him. And probably most importantly…
She didn’t think he was a loser.
He smiled and stood up, making sure not to move her too much. Her head slipped from his shoulder to his chest and she snuggled closer to him. He turned off the tv and everything before heading upstairs. He reached a slight problem in trying to pull down the covers without setting her down, but after some tries he did it and slid her into bed. Then he hesitated. He really wanted to climb into bed with her… He sighed and covered her up before leaning against the bed by her and began to slide down. When he had slid all the way to floor and let his head lean back against her bed he realized that the Disney movies had really turned him into a pussy. He was going to sleep on the god damned floor!!! God what he did to make sure she wasn’t thinking the wrong things about why he was helping her. He sighed, resigning himself to the fact, he was a pussy at least for that night, before closing his eyes and trying to get some rest. | comments: Leave a comment   |
| Title: I Will Be Your Comfort
Pairing(s): Eventual Puck/Rachel along with others
Word Count: 1300
Rating: PG-13/M (for language)
Summary: The hockey team goes too far. Will the Glee club join together to help Rachel?
“What’s going on here?” demanded Santana giving Rachel a dirty look.
“Drop it,” snarled Puck which did nothing to ease Santana’s evil look. Matt rolled his eyes before grabbing Santana and pulling her towards the group. Brittany looked confused but followed Santana towards the group. Quinn, while still not happy that Rachel had once gone after Finn (and in her mind was still planning ways to get him to herself), could tell something was wrong so she simply walked over to Finn but grabbed his arm and wrapped it around her waist pointedly. Puck rolled his eyes. As if Rachel was worrying about that now (or ever again if he had anything to do about it).
…Where the hell are those thoughts coming from?
“I know you all want to know what happened to me,” started Rachel in a very small voice. “I don’t really want to talk about it but Noah’s convinced me that this isn’t one of those things I should bottle up inside…” She could feel him practically vibrating in anger behind her. She assumed he was also thinking about what had happened. She was still confused as to why he helped her in the first place. She looked up to see the sympathetic eyes from (almost) everyone and could see the anger lurking in a few.
“I think all of you know that I slapped Noah the other day after he slushied me.” A few nodded. Even Santana was starting to realize something was wrong simply by how fragile Rachel looked, clutching Puck like he was her only support (which pissed her off even if there was a reasonable (sort of) excuse for it).
“The… The hockey team decided to try and get on Puck’s good side,” she continued and she felt herself shaking.
“I can’t stop shaking…” she said her voice cracking.
“It’s not your fault,” said Puck comfortingly. “It’s ok.” She looked up at him with a small smile before nodding.
“They jumped me at my locker after everyone had left,” she continued her voice starting to shake. “They t-tied my hands behind my back and taped my mouth closed.” She paused trying to make herself calm down but it didn’t seem to be working.
“They took me to the auditorium… onto the stage… in one of the back corners and had two of the guys hold me down while someone went to find Puck.” Her voice cracked again.
“They… they um… they told me what they were going to do to me when Puck was done with me.”
She could see the fire of anger in all of the boy’s eyes, as well as Mercedes’. She could feel Puck growling in anger beside her.
“Then when Noah showed up one of them… said…”
“He said it was just like a present and tore her shirt off,” spat Puck. Rachel slipped her hand into his and she felt him squeeze hers almost painfully but she didn’t mind it gave her the strength she needed.
“Noah said a few things to get them to leave… then took me here… but I’m still confused…”
Puck frowned. “About what?”
“Why aren’t you upset I slapped you after you slushied me?”
“He didn’t slushy you,” came a voice and everyone turned stunned to Quinn who had spoken.
“What? The hockey team slushied me earlier this week. Anything more to get them in trouble is fine by me. Puck tried to stop the hockey guy from slushieing Rachel but when he grabbed the cup it spilled onto her anyway,” she said shrugging. Finn looked at Quinn oddly. He knew as well as she did the football team slushied them earlier that week so he would pick football over Glee. He leaned down.
“Quinn…” he whispered. She just elbowed him in the stomach. Rachel slowly looked up at Puck, in shock.
“You didn’t…?” He shook his head.
“No.”
“Then… why didn’t you?...”
He shifted his weight from foot to foot clearly uncomfortable.
“You ran away… and…” he started awkwardly before his voice firmed. “Would you have believed me?”
Rachel paused. “No… I wouldn’t have…” Then she shuddered.
“What?” asked Puck worried he had said something wrong.
“It’s just… I had blocked out what most of them were saying to me when it was happening but now I just keep hearing them…” Puck growled again.
Everyone’s heads snapped up when they heard a commotion coming from the direction of the auditorium. The Cheerios simply looked confused but everyone else turned wide eyes back to Rachel who had gone extremely pale and was visibly trying to shrink inside herself.
“Outside now,” snapped Mercedes to Mike and Matt. “Keep watch.”
Puck looked down at Rachel. “Are your dads home?” She didn’t react so he shook her slightly.
“Rachel,” he repeated. She looked up at him. “Are your dads at home?”
“No. Out of town,” she whispered.
“Doesn’t matter. We need to take her somewhere,” said Kurt. Puck swung Rachel up into his arms.
“Now,” he said moving towards the door.
“I’m not going anywhere,” came a voice. They all turned to see Santana standing there, the dirty look back on her face.
“I don’t know what’s going on, and to be frank I don’t care what happened to Man Hands. I’m not getting involved.”
“Fine,” snapped Puck. “You can stay here. And so can anyone else who doesn’t want to help,” he said leveling his gaze towards Brittany and Quinn. Quinn visibly hesitated. Brittany just looked confused.
“Brittany and I will stay to tell Mr. Schue and throw the hockey team off the scent,” said Quinn finally. Finn kissed her quickly with a big smile.
“Thanks Quinn.”
Puck growled. Was he that big of an idiot to see that she contemplated not helping at all? (Contemplated? Where did that shit come from?) He looked down at Rachel in his arms. (Oh yeah).
“How’s this going to work?” asked Puck as they all moved out of the choir room.
“I’m taking Mercedes, Tina, and Artie in my car,” piped up Kurt.
“And I can take Mike and Matt,” said Finn.
“Ok. We’re all going to Rachel’s house,” said Puck. By this time they had made it out the front doors of the building.
“We should call the police,” said Artie and Puck wondered why they hadn’t thought of that before.
“When we get to her house. I’m not risking staying here with the douches on the prowl,” replied Puck carefully placing Rachel in his truck. He ran around the other side and hopped in. He pulled Rachel closer to him and started the truck.
“Rachel are you ok?” he asked her as he backed out of the parking lot. He looked in the rear view mirror. With the help of Finn, Mike, and Matt they almost had Artie situated in Kurt’s car. He waited until they all had gotten into the cars ready to follow him. He wasn’t sure if any of them had ever been to Rachel’s house. By the time everyone was ready and they were pulling out on the main road, Puck realized Rachel hadn’t replied to his question. He shook her slightly.
“Rachel. Are you ok?” he repeated sneaking glances towards her as often as he could. She still wasn’t responding. She didn’t even look towards him. He stepped on the gas slightly.
“Rachel,” he repeated with a stronger voice. But by the time they had reached her house she still hadn’t said anything or acknowledged he was talking to her. He pulled into her driveway and shoved his truck into park before jumping out the door and flying around the truck.
“Where’s the fire man?” he heard Finn ask.
“She’s not talking to me,” he replied and everyone heard the worry in his voice. He tore open the door and gently pulled Rachel towards him.
“Rachel,” he repeated. When she didn’t respond he shook her.
“Rachel.” Again no response. He shook her harder, almost as if he was slightly angry with her but when he spoke all anyone could hear was desperation and fear.
“Rachel!!” | | comments: Leave a comment |
| Title: I Will Be Your Comfort
Pairing(s): Eventual Puck/Rachel along with others
Word Count: 3000
Rating: PG-13/M (for language)
Summary: The hockey team goes too far. Will the Glee club join together to help Rachel?
“P-puck? Rachel?” came Tina’s voice from the doorway.
“Tina?” said Rachel confused. Tina walked closer, with a small smile on her face.
“H-hey Rachel. Artie d-doesn’t want to l-leave. C-can he st-stay?”
Rachel bit her lip and looked up at Puck.
“It’s up to you,” he said softly.
“…I don’t want to be rude… but could he stay on the other side of the room?”
Tina gave her another smile and went to the door. Artie rolled into the room, making sure he was quite far away from Rachel.
“How are you doing Rachel?” he asked concerned. She just shook her head whimpering slightly.
“Not much better man,” said Puck, his voice even more concerned that Artie’s. Tina came back over and sat close to Puck and Rachel but not close enough to freak her out, just in case.
“W-what happened R-rachel?” she asked softly. Once again Rachel shook her head before turning to Puck and starting to cry into his chest again. Tina bit her lip, immediately concerned she said the wrong thing. That kept Puck from yelling, though he was still extremely angry. He felt himself hugging Rachel tighter to him.
“The hockey team,” muttered Puck, feeling he owed it to Artie and Tina for putting the past behind them (yeah he knew about the ‘Tonight’ fiasco) and trying to help Rachel. “Thought they’d give me a present.” Inside he was fuming. Rachel, his Rachel (fuck when did that happen?), who was strong enough to break up with him was now sobbing into his chest unable to even say what had happened. He felt his heart go cold for a second.
“Rachel… They… They didn’t do anything to you did they?”
“Th-they grabbed my b-butt a few times but… were going to wait until you were done,” she said before she began sobbing again. Puck heard himself growl while getting angrier at the same time. He saw Tina’s eyes widen and he heard Artie slam his hand against his wheelchair (at least that’s what it sounded like). Kurt walked into the room again, holding Rachel’s change of clothes as loosely as he could.
“These clothes are disgusting,” he said dropping them next to her. Puck growled.
“Really think this is the time Beyonce?” Kurt was about to reply but Puck was surprised to see Tina pull him aside before whispering angrily at him. Artie rolled over and got involved. He was clearly upset as well. Tina appeared back next to Rachel but Artie was still laying into Kurt.
“Are you ready to change Rachel?” she asked. Rachel nodded. Puck looked at Tina oddly. She hadn’t stuttered. She blushed.
“P-puck will you t-turn around?” she asked nervously. Puck hesitated not wanting to take his eyes off of Rachel but realized if he wanted her to keep trusting him, he would have to keep her believing he wasn’t doing this for any perverse reasons. Which he wasn’t!!! But he didn’t want that thought to even cross her mind. So he let her go and turned around. Rachel didn’t move for a moment.
“R-rachel? D-do you need h-help?” asked Tina. Rachel jumped slightly.
“Umm no,” she finally said before slowly removing Puck’s jacket, keeping her eyes scanning the room. After the jacket was gone, she changed as quickly as she could. Then cursing her weakness she reached out and took Puck’s hand. She kept her head down when he turned around.
“I’m sorry,” she muttered. “I know-“
“No,” he interrupted her. “You don’t say that to anyone today.” She moved closer to him allowing his arms to wrap around her. She shuddered as she felt the tears threaten again.
“Shhh,” he found himself saying. He rubbed circles on her back. Tina looked at her sympathetically.
“I’m s-sorry Rachel…” she offered. Rachel looked towards her.
“Why?” she asked. Puck almost smirked. She had been asking that a lot lately.
“W-what because of ‘T-tonight’? R-rachel, it may h-have hurt me, b-but that’s no r-reason for me n-not to help you. E-especially when it’s… t-this.”
Rachel’s eyes began to water again, gratitude painted on her face. Tina didn’t miss the same look on Puck’s face either. They heard a noise and saw Kurt standing there, his face full of guilt.
“I’m sorry Rachel,” he said softly. “I didn’t know…”
Puck growled. “That’s-“
“No excuse I know,” said Kurt looking away. “I thought she was overreacting about a slushy or something…”
“Overreacting?!?!” growled Puck. “When you saw her shirt?! I should-“
“Noah…” came Rachel’s small voice. Puck’s face softened immediately and he looked down.
“I’m just grateful he’s even apologizing…” she continued. Puck saw Kurt wince and he felt a sense of satisfaction at that.
“I know it’s probably not the best time…” said Kurt. “But… seeing you so… vulnerable makes me realize… you’re just a normal high schooler like us.”
Puck heard himself growling again. This kid just didn’t know when to quit.
“I mean you do dress fairly badly and you freak out when you don’t get what you want and your crazy is just…”
Puck could feel Rachel beginning to tremble.
“Point Beyonce. Point,” he snapped.
“That’s who you are,” said Kurt, blushing slightly that he had gotten out of hand. “I shouldn’t hold that against you. Besides us divas need to stick together,” he finished smiling slightly.
“Thank you Kurt,” came Rachel’s small voice after a fairly long pause. Kurt sighed in relief. He began to sit down but changed his mind and pulled a chair over to sit in. Puck raised an eyebrow.
“These are brand new pants and that floor is dirty,” protested Kurt. An ecstatic grin broke out on Puck’s face when he heard Rachel chuckle slightly. It was only like one little laugh but still!!!
“So how are you feeling Rachel?” Puck asked.
“Better,” she responded smiling slightly at him. “But I don’t think it takes much to be better from where I was…”
“W-well you have a-all of us t-to help,” promised Tina.
“Mercedes too once she finds out,” promised Kurt. “Oh I’ll go get her now.” He whipped out his cell phone and walked out the door. About a minute of silence passed when they heard some voices from the hallway. All of them looked up and saw Matt and Mike walk in the room. Rachel shrieked and grabbed at Puck desperately, shaking terribly again.
“Rachel! What’s wrong?” asked Puck frantically holding her tight.
“The jackets! All the jackets!” he and Tina heard her say into his chest. His eyes widened as he realized.
“Take off your jackets!” he hollered. They looked at him and Rachel oddly.
“I’m confused…” said Mike.
“W-what’s to understand?! Take your fucking jackets off!!” demanded Tina. Artie turned to her in shock and Puck looked at her in a newfound respect. Luckily Tina cursing had the kind of motivation needed to get Matt and Mike pulling their letterman jackets as fast as they could.
“O-outside,” she demanded and they threw the jackets out the door. They looked to Puck. He looked down at Rachel, who was still freaking out.
“Rachel. The jackets are gone. I promise.” She shook her head.
“No no no no no,” she kept repeating.
“Rachel, you trust me right?” said Puck softly into her ear. She paused nodding.
“Then trust me now. The jackets are gone. Will you trust me?” She hesitated before nodding again.
“Then look up.” The pause was so long he almost thought she wasn’t going to look up. Then she slowly began moving, looking first at Tina, who smiled at her supportingly. She moved to Artie who also smiled but was clearly still staring at Tina. Then she moved to the doorway.
“Matt?.... Mike?” she said hesitantly. They both nodded clearly confused.
“What’s… going on?” asked Matt. Artie motioned them over and began whispering. It wasn’t long before exclamations of anger were heard. Rachel looked up at Puck.
“Was… was it Matt and Mike in the jackets?” He simply nodded. Her lip quivered and a few tears spilled over.
“No. Don’t cry,” he said desperately wiping the tears away. “Don’t you dare blame yourself. I guarantee you Matt and Mike won’t blame you.”
Puck whipped his head around as he heard them heading towards the door and he growled angrily. They both looked towards him and immediately recognized what he was trying to say.
Go after them without me and die.
Mike looked towards Rachel. “We’re sorry Rachel. We didn’t know.”
“It’s ok… I’m sorry.” A chorus of ‘no’s were heard at her words.
“I told you, you don’t say that to anyone today,” said Puck.
“Not even us,” said Mike.
“We understand,” said Matt. Rachel once again felt tears of gratefulness begin to fill her eyes.
“No one deserves to be treated like that,” said Matt before Rachel could ask why.
“You don’t treat girls like that,” said Mike rather venomously. Then they moved back over towards Artie. It was clear, at least to Puck, they were talking about revenge, but at least he was confident they wouldn’t leave him out of it. He felt Rachel tug at his shirt.
“Why are they so mad?”
“Cause they’re pussies,” he said with a small laugh. Rachel just looked at him confused.
“Have you ever heard of either of them slushieing someone or throwing someone in the dumpster?”
Rachel shook her head.
“That’s why they football team calls them pussies.”
“That’s wrong.”
“Rachel… if you haven’t noticed the football team always is doing something wrong.” She gave him a small sad smile in response.
“Besides, Matt and Mike…” He shrugged. “I don’t know.”
“They’re who you are when you aren’t in school and aren’t worrying about your reputation,” she said softly. Normally he would have smirked and made a crack about them not getting as much action as he does but he just smiled and nodded his head.
“That’s why they picked Glee over football…” she continued. “Because in Glee they felt like they belonged?”
“Yes,” came Mike and Matt’s voices.
“Well at least that was the main reason,” continued Matt.
“Besides you can’t dance in football unless Kurt’s involved somehow,” laughed Mike.
“We won the game didn’t we?” said Kurt walking back into the room, pouting. Mike and Matt laughed.
“He wasn’t taking a crack at you Kurt,” said Matt. Mercedes meanwhile had stormed into the room over to Rachel.
“Who did it? Do you want me to cut them girl?” she demanded. Rachel looked up in shock and Puck even looked mildly interested.
“But… Mercedes I thought…” began Rachel.
“We’re both divas in the same group of course we’re going to argue. But when shit goes down I’ll always have your back… as long as I get to sing the soul songs cause girl that is my area.”
Puck felt another enthusiastic smile light up his face when he heard Rachel give a little chuckle.
“Thanks Mercedes.”
“I told you we divas stick together,” said Kurt with a smile.
“Now who did it?” said Mercedes.
“Hockey team,” said Puck, the acid clearly heard in his voice. Mercedes huffed, crossing her arms.
“What happened exactly?” she asked after a while. Rachel shook her head pressing her face into Puck’s chest.
“Rachel this isn’t something you can bottle up and try to be stronger than,” said Puck bending himself so he could talk close to her ear.
“You’re going to have to say what happened eventually.” Rachel just shook her head again. Puck sighed and was about to tell Mercedes when he went white.
“White boy, why you so… white?” asked Mercedes.
“I convinced them to leave… but they’re going to come back and we aren’t going to be there…” said Puck, possibilities running through his head. He was shocked at how scared… ummm worried about Rachel he was. He looked over at Mike, Matt, and Artie who were still talking not aware of what had happened. No not even with them was he taking the chance.
“Oh dear Gucci,” said Kurt. “We need to get Rachel out of here now.”
The group of boys looked up. “What happened?” asked Artie.
“The hockey team’s going to be back soon expecting their turn with Rachel,” said Tina. Puck once again noticed she hadn’t stuttered but it didn’t matter at the moment.
“Where? When?” demanded Matt.
“Soon. Auditorium but they’ll come here next. They aren’t that stupid,” said Puck fast. He felt Rachel starting to tremble in his arms.
“Shhhh. They aren’t going to hurt you. I promise,” he said rubbing her back. Rachel could only whimper in response, feeling the tears starting to return.
“If they don’t find me today what about tomorrow?” she whispered.
“Never,” Puck swore violently.
“We have to get her home now,” said Mercedes. Rachel looked up.
“But what about practice?” she asked around her tears. Everyone in the room sighed in relief and slight humor. Even while fighting back tears she was still concerned about practice.
“Mr. Schue will understand,” promised Puck. Rachel hesitated before nodding. Then she hugged Puck to her, beginning to cry again. Unfortunately that was when Finn decided to walk in the room.
“Rachel?” he asked, a confused look on his face. “What’s going on?” Rachel looked up and shrieked, trying to move away from Finn. Everyone looked over realizing belatedly that he was wearing his letterman jacket.
“Dude what the hell are you doing to her?” yelled Finn charging at Puck who stood up quickly shielding Rachel with his body. She was clutching at the back of his shirt, screaming.
“I’m not doing anything! It’s your fault! Take off your damn jacket!!” yelled back Puck, pissed that Finn would even think he would do anything to her.
“What the hell are you talking about? She’s freaking out!! Rachel what’s going on?” Finn yelled back reaching for her. She shrieked again trying to hide behind Puck. Puck growled and finally just punched Finn in the face. The others in the room finally started to move and Mike and Matt pulled Finn into the hallway. Puck turned around and pulled Rachel into his arms.
“It’s ok. It’s ok. Shhh. It’s ok,” he muttered.
“You punched him,” said Kurt surprised.
“He. Wasn’t. Listening,” bit off Puck.
“W-why would Finn e-even think P-puck was h-hurting Rachel?” questioned Tina. Puck felt himself tense and he hugged Rachel even closer to him. He knew one reason but Finn didn’t know about that so the only other explanation was his best friend really thought that bad of him.
“Yeah. That was out of line,” said Artie. Everyone but Puck and Rachel turned when they heard the choir room door open. Mike and Matt strolled in moving back over towards Artie and the others. Finn, minus the jacket, shuffled into the room, his face slightly green, looking at the floor.
“Puck man I…”
“Don’t worry about it,” grumbled Puck.
“Rachel are you ok?” he asked moving closer to her. Rachel flinched away clutching at Puck even more. Puck glared at him.
“No,” Puck replied simply. She was sobbing into his shirt, she was very obviously not ok and it was Saint Finn’s fault. “She doesn’t want guys around her.”
“But you’re a guy,” replied Finn angry. “And besides she doesn’t even like you. I know what happened yesterday!”
“I rescued her!!!” yelled Puck. “And you don’t know ANYTHING about what happened yesterday!”
Before Finn could say anything else Kurt simply grabbed his arm and pulled him aside before he did anything else that would make Puck angrier than he already was. Everyone in the room could tell that he was teetering dangerously on the edge of snapping. He was already hovering around there beforehand but after Finn… They heard Rachel slowly start to calm down. It crossed a few of their minds how easily Puck was able to calm her down. Well of course he rescued her but it seemed like it was more than that.
Finn moved closer but obviously was keeping his distance from Rachel this time. Rachel noticed and shivered once.
“I’m sorry Finn.”
“I told you Rachel. You don’t say that to anyone today,” said Puck before Finn could say anything. “Finn understands that,” he finished very pointedly.
“Uh yeah Rachel. I understand…” replied Finn though questions were still huge in his eyes. Kurt sighed and started talking to Finn again.
Puck turned back around towards Rachel, his body blocking Finn from her view. He’s such a dumbass. He leaned down and began talking into her ear that none of them could hear what was being said.
“Rachel it’s going to be ok I swear, but you really need to tell your friends what exactly happened. I think that’s part of the reason you get so upset when you see the jackets… other than what happened I mean.”
“I can’t Noah,” she replied her voice wavering.
“Please?” he asked softly. “Trust me that it will help. Please Rach.” There was a gigantic pause before he felt her nod against his chest.
“I’ll try…” Puck smiled and pressed a kiss to the top of her head, before realizing exactly what he was doing. He looked up to see Tina and Artie looking at him with shocked expressions. He ignored it before raising his voice slightly.
“Hey guys. Rachel wants to try and talk about what happened. To try and make her feel better.”
Everyone looked over nodding. They all gathered around Puck and Rachel though loosely, the boys keeping their distance. Rachel looked up at them. She paused and before she could begin speaking, the three Cheerio walked into the room. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| Title: I Will Be Your Comfort
Pairing(s): Eventual Puck/Rachel along with others
Word Count: 1600
Rating: PG-13/M (for language)
Summary: The hockey team goes too far. Will the Glee club join together to help Rachel?
Puck was heading towards the choir room. He was early but he wanted to jam around on his guitar for a little bit. Try and settle his mind. He still hadn’t brought up the courage to read what was on the piece of paper Rachel had thrown away. It was in his bedroom right now, mocking him whenever he looked at it or thought about it. A hockey player stepped in front of him, pulling him from his thoughts.
“What do you want?” growled Puck. The hockey player smirked.
“The hockey team has a present for you.”
Puck eyed him warily before following him. He had always pushed around the hockey team even beating them up for no reason so he figured they were probably trying to get on his good side.
Fuck yes I’m in Glee and still have my badass rep. These guns aren’t for nothing.
He was surprised when the hockey player led him to the auditorium. He frowned as they walked in.
“What’s that weird noise?” The hockey player just turned and smirked, giving Puck a horrible feeling down to his bones.
“She’s a feisty one,” he replied making Puck’s feeling of dread even worse. The closer they got to the stage the louder the sound came and he realized it was someone screaming but it was muffled. At this point he didn’t know why he was still following the hockey player, all of his gut instincts telling him to turn and run. He was led to the back corner of the stage where the light was low and no one could see if they entered the auditorium. Almost the whole hockey team was there surrounding something.
Someone, he corrected himself in horror. The hockey team all smirked and separated and Puck’s jaw dropped.
“You didn’t,” he breathed. The hockey players all laughed.
“She should have known she had it coming.”
There on the floor, her hands tied behind her back, her mouth taped shut, and two hockey players holding her legs down, was Rachel. She was screaming non-stop, struggling against the hockey players, her eyes wide in terror and tears leaking out the sides of her eyes.
“She’s even like a present. All you have to do is tear off the wrapping paper,” sneered on reaching down and grabbing at her shirt. She bucked wildly hearing it tear, her screams intensified. The hockey player laughed and kept grabbing and tearing it.
“Stop!” Puck heard himself order. The hockey team looked at him oddly. He froze for a moment before he heard more words coming out of his mouth.
“Well if it’s my present why are you the one opening it?” he leered, still not completely sure what he was doing. The hockey team all smirked, glad he had accepted their present. At his words Rachel had gone still, frozen in fear and shock. Even her screams had stopped momentarily but her eyes went wide, wider even than they had been before and the tears had intensified. Puck felt his heart clench at that. He didn’t want to scare her. The hockey team had done that for him, but this was the only way he could save her because there was no way he could take on the entire hockey team, even though they were all pansies and he was Puck. He shrugged out of his jacket letting it fall at her side before kneeling down and holding both of her legs.
“Now let me enjoy my present in peace.” He heard the hockey team laugh as they started to move away and leave. He looked back at Rachel. It looked like all the fight had gone out of her. She simply shook her head back and forth muffled ‘no’s being repeated nonstop. Then he heard her say ‘Noah’ and his eyes closed, feeling the pain that tore at his heart. He wasn’t going to take the chance that he wouldn’t be able to take out the whole hockey team. She was shaking like a leaf. He felt his blood boil. He didn’t care what she had done to him no one deserved this. After he had heard the last hockey player leave, he sighed.
“Jesus Rachel…” He reached over, grabbed his jacket and laid it over top of her, her shirt in shreds thanks to the hockey team. She stopped shaking her head to look at him. The question was huge in her eyes, and he could even see hope.
“It’ll be ok,” he promised as he reached for the tape over her mouth. She flinched away and he felt his blood boil again. “I won’t hurt you,” he said again as he gently pulled the tape off. She looked up at him in shock, no words coming out of her mouth. He stood up before easily lifting her into his arms. That was when she began to sob in relief. If he didn’t have her in his arms right now he would have hunted down the entire hockey team and… He shook his head. That would come later.
“So many jackets,” she sobbed.
“It’s ok now Rachel,” he murmured while heading for the back door of the auditorium and taking her to the one place he knew she would be safe. When he entered the choir room he saw Artie there setting up his guitar. Artie’s eyes went wide.
“Puck? What’s..?”
“Artie I need your help man,” said Puck as he set Rachel down by the piano. “She needs your help.” He prayed that Artie would help her. He was also extremely thankful Artie was in the room not Santana or even anyone else. Out of the whole Glee club, Artie was probably the most likely to help Rachel. Most of the others wouldn’t help. He knew it. They barely stood Rachel as it was… and as horrible as it sounded even seeing her in the condition she was he knew, he knew they wouldn’t help. He watched as Artie absorbed the state Rachel was in.
“Are you ok Rachel?” Artie finally asked beginning to roll forward. Rachel flinched away from him desperately trying to move closer to Puck. Artie’s eyes widened and he rolled away quickly.
“What…?”
“Not now man. I need help. Do you think you could get Tina to come and help out?” he asked knowing the bond Artie and Tina shared. “Rachel’s not going to want any more guys near her.”
Artie nodded questions flying through his head, but scared stiff at how Rachel was at the moment. He wheeled out of the choir room as fast as he could. Puck looked back down towards Rachel.
“Do you know where we are?” he asked her. She nodded around her tears.
“The choir room.”
“You know Artie right? He’s your friend,” said Puck, bending the truth slightly. Rachel nodded, not fighting his choice of wording.
“But… I can’t help…” Puck simply pulled her close to him cradling her head against his chest.
“It’s ok. It’s ok Rachel,” he assured rubbing her back.
“My hands,” she said weakly after a while.
“Fuck!” he swore before turning her around and untying her hands. She rubbed at her wrists but Puck couldn’t see that, she was still covered by his letterman jacket. He pulled her close again still trying to calm her down. She realized she was still crying. She looked up at him.
“Why?”
She saw his eyes soften slightly. But before he could say anything they heard the door open. Kurt walked in and seeing Rachel crying rolled his eyes.
“What kind of diva fit is she throwing now?... Come to think of it why are you even comforting her if she’s throwing a diva fit Puck?”
Puck growled at him angrily, glaring. Rachel whimpered at what Kurt had said and her hands came out from under the jacket to clutch at Puck’s shirt, his jacket moving down at the action, parts of her shirt showing. Puck growled again while wrapping his arms protectively around Rachel. Kurt took a step back, shocked at the anger in Puck’s eyes. Then when he looked closer at Rachel shaking and crying, he went white finally realizing something was horribly wrong.
“What…?” His eyes landed on her shredded shirt and if possible he went whiter.
“Did you…?”
“If I did do you think she would be clinging to me?!” Puck growled. “Use your head Beyonce! Now are you going to help or not?”
Rachel shuddered knowing Kurt would say no. He had never been nice to her. She buried her head into Puck’s chest. He tightened his grip around her and gave a more pointed glare at Kurt.
Kurt hesitated a few more seconds before finally saying, “I’ll go get her change of clothes, but I’ll need her locker combination.”
Puck glared at him, angry enough that he had taken that long to decide to help, but especially angry that he wasn’t talking directly to Rachel.
“Rachel. What’s your locker combo?”
“It should be open. Th-they ambushed me there,” she managed to get out.
“Well what if it managed to close. Can I know the combo?” asked Puck.
“2-20-10.”
Kurt simply walked out of the room. Puck growled, extremely angry at Kurt. It doesn’t matter what happened in the past. You see a girl like this after what happened, you help. No questions asked.
“Noah?”
He looked down immediately. “What is it Rachel? Is something wrong?”
She shook her head. “You… you just never said… Why?” Once again Rachel saw his eyes soften. But once again they were interrupted. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| Title: I Will Be Your Comfort
Pairing(s): Eventual Puck/Rachel along with others
Word Count: 1000
Rating: PG-13/M (for language)
Summary: The hockey team goes too far. Will the Glee club join together to help Rachel?
Hey all. Remembered I had a livejournal thanks to an awesome story chrpangel told me about. Knkykty's The Games They Play. So I decided to start posting my story here. It's on fanfiction.net too but hey two is better than one lol.
I'm going to post the prologue and chapter 1 together.
Rachel Berry stood at her locker. School had ended and she was gathering her things before she headed to Glee practice. She started thinking back to what had happened earlier. But before she got too far, she was slammed into the lockers next to her and her arms were wrenched behind her back. Her eyes widened as she began yelling and screaming, trying to break free from the assailants. Tape was slapped over her mouth and she felt more tape being wrapped around her hands. She kept screaming hoping someone would hear her. She felt herself being dragged away and she frantically looked around trying to find someone to help her. All she saw was lettermen jackets. They were jocks. Her heart sank. Was it… No. They were all hockey players, but that didn’t do much to console her. She was being pulled towards the auditorium. She kept fighting and screaming as loud as she could. She wouldn’t let herself think the worse. Then she felt rough hands grab at her butt, and the tears started to leak out. But still she fought. Even when they dragged her into the darkened auditorium to the back of the stage she fought. But then…
“We’re going to have fun with you when he’s done.”
“You ever been with a real man before Berry? You’re going to be with more than one today.”
“You’re getting what you got coming to you bitch.”
Rachel Berry shot up in her bed, drenched in a cold sweat, tears rolling out of her eyes, and a scream stuck in the back of her throat. She desperately scrambled for her cell phone, punching in the number as fast as she could. Before his sleepy ‘hello’ was finished she was speaking.
“I need you. Please,” she begged her voice cracking. She could tell he was immediately awake. He promised he’d be there in under 10 minutes and hung up. She pulled her knees to her chest and shook, the tears not stopping. And then he was there, enveloping her in his arms.
“Shhh. It’s ok. It’ll be ok,” he promised. She clutched him desperately, her only lifeline since what had happened a few days ago.
“Please stay,” she begged.
“I will,” he swore and she could still hear the anger in the back of his voice at what had happened. “Nothing will happen to you Rachel I promise.”
“Noah…” was all she said in reply.
Chapter 1
5 days earlier…
“We weren’t friends in the first place.”
Rachel felt a small pang in her heart as she watched Noah walk away. She had learned in the short time they had dated that if she said something that tried to dig a little too deep Puck came out and he brushed her aside. She looked down at her hands. He was hurt that she had broken up with him. She looked up at his receding back when a thought hit her. The entire time they talked about Finn and Quinn… he was focused on the baby. She found that odd. She had thought he loved Quinn, but now she wasn’t so sure. Multiple possibilities flew through her mind including, since he can’t have Quinn he could try and be a part of the baby’s life, and since he and Finn are best friends he might be a godfather or something. She stood up with a sigh. No matter what the case was… it looked like she had screwed up. Then her mind firmed and she went to collect her things and drive home. She had a plan to make.
The next day she strode into school, her confident grin on her face. She had figured out exactly how to apologize to Noah. She reached her locker and began preparing all her school materials. Once she was fully prepared for the upcoming school day she would go find Noah and put her plan into action. She smiled once again.
“Rachel!” she heard a voice say. She turned, recognizing the voice.
And was met with a slushy. She shook as she opened her eyes to see Noah and another jock standing right next to him. The empty cup was in Noah’s hand, and in his eyes she saw regret. Then the other jock began laughing throwing an arm around Noah’s shoulders and Noah… no Puck began laughing too. The anger boiled inside her and before she realized it she had slapped Puck. She thought she could hear the whole school gasp as one. It would have been funny if she wasn’t so hurt.
“I believed you,” she seethed, and she knew she had met the mark when she saw the hurt cut into his eyes. They both flashed back to the bathroom the day before when he had apologized for ever doing this to her.
“I really thought… Was even going to…” she stuttered, the slushy now completely soaking her through. Then she saw the jock next to Puck shake out of his stupor and made a step towards her. She bolted, throwing the well thought out plan of apologizing to Noah in the trash before disappearing into the girl’s bathroom.
“Don’t worry we’ll get her,” swore the jock to Puck. He just glared back at the hockey player, who quickly disappeared. The halls began to empty, everyone whispering about what had happened. Puck stood there, just staring at the red puddle of liquid left behind where Rachel had been standing before. He looked around. No one was left in the hallway. He gently closed her locker before heading to the trash can. He looked inside and what could have been a small smile tugged at his lips, or a trick of the light, when he saw the crumbled up paper with stars on it. He fished it out and looked at it for a moment before stuffing it in his pocket and sauntering off, desperately trying to ignore the sobs coming from the girl’s bathroom. | | comments: Leave a comment |
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