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Week one was nearing its end which was good for Finn but upsetting for Rachel. Her date with Jacob Ben Israel was arriving rapidly that Friday and all week Jacob hadn’t let her forget it.

“Wear something low cut…and short,” he requested of her that Monday morning when he found her in the hallway. “I want to enjoy this.”

“What? Is my company alone not enough?” Rachel asked in a snarky tone.

Jacob snorted. “Nope. I want skin and if you have something red that would be nice. I think you look lovely in red.” He ran his fingers over her arm and she felt her skin crawl at the contact. “See you later, my pet.”

Rachel watched him walk away and wanted to scrub to eliminate any traces of Jacob from her body.

The rest of the week continued in much the same fashion. Every time he saw her, Jacob reminded Rachel of what was at stake if she backed out or tried to defy his demands in any way. She felt disgusted at having to appease her tormentor but knew it was the best way to keep Finn safe. That was her only goal with following through on Jacob’s plot – to protect Finn’s reputation and career. She had to make it through one date and seven days to break free of his current vice grip on her life.

“I still say you let me castrate him. It’ll teach him a lesson about messing in people’s business,” Santana plead her case for torture again.

Rachel chuckled without humor. “Or it’ll just make him want to retaliate even harder and then he’ll ruin all our lives. He’s like the Gossip Girl of McKinley; he has dirt on everyone and if he doesn’t he makes it up. Do not antagonize him, Santana. You promised me.”

She sighed, annoyed, but promised yet again. “Can I at least come along to protect you in the event he does try to kidnap you and make you his sex slave?”

Rachel laughed louder this time and closed her locker before they started down the hall to English and Math respectively. “That won’t be necessary, Santana. His strength is only fueled by an internet connection, not muscles. I think I can handle myself with my pepper spray.”

Santana didn’t look convinced. “He’s a guy and even the weakest guys can become Hulk-like when their testosterone kicks in. You’ve seen Kurt on Black Friday.”

“I appreciate the concern and support but I think I’ll be fine. I’ll have my pepper spray, my rape whistle and I’m rather toned from my morning cardio and yoga. I think I can take Jacob. If you’re worried so much though, if I haven’t called by eleven pm, send out the SWAT team to come rescue me from his clutches.”

“I will do that. Don’t even joke, Rachel. I expect a call.” She pointed at her severely as she backed into her math classroom making Rachel chuckle some more.

Rachel continued down the hallway to get to Finn’s classroom and suddenly a sense of dread hit her. She really had to go on a date with the bane of her existence and lie about it to the love of her life. When did her life become so complicated? Oh, right, when she decided to sleep with her teacher and subsequently fell in love with him. Just this date and one more week and life will go back to its usual level of insanity Rachel reminded herself as she walked into Finn’s room.

“Afternoon Rachel.” Finn noticed the sullen expression she wore. “Everything okay?”

She noticed his concern and attempted to brighten her features. Of course he’d want to know what was wrong if she looked upset. “Mhm, everything’s fine.”

He lowered his voice as she walked to her desk. “Rachel, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing. Drop it,” she snipped at him. As more and more kids entered the room Finn dropped the subject to focus on the lesson for the day but every so often glanced at Rachel to see her bad mood on her face.

When class ended he tried to talk to her quickly before the next group of students came in but she zipped out of the classroom too fast. He sent a quick text asking if she would be over that night and received a heavy ‘no’ in response. Finn wondered if he had done something wrong but he couldn’t think of anything. Until that day Rachel had been nothing but her usual happy and chipper self around him. Knowing she wasn’t going to willingly come to him and discuss what was wrong, he would have to go to her.

As soon as the afterschool period let out, Finn drove to Rachel’s where he found no car but hers in the driveway. Usually her fathers were out until around six so he figured they’d be safe alone at her house until then. As Finn walked up to her front door, he realized he had never actually been inside Rachel’s house and it intrigued him to know what it looked like, especially her bedroom.

Finn only waited about a minute before Rachel answered the door with shock on her face. “Finn! What are you doing here?” she gawked before looking around his frame to make sure no one was around to rat them out.

“I wanted to talk to you.”

Without further explanation Rachel pulled Finn inside and locked the door and chain before dragging him upstairs quickly to her bedroom. They didn’t speak until she had locked her door and for added measure, used her chair to block the door.

“Finn, do you know how foolish it is to show up here? There’s a reason I always go to your place!” she scolded him, crossing her arms over her chest.

“I know that, but your dads don’t usually come home until around six so I thought I’d take my chances. I needed to talk to you. You were so upset during English today and you were being so short with me. I feel like I did something to upset you.”

Rachel’s fury softened and she uncrossed her arms to take Finn’s hands. “Finn, you didn’t do anything. It’s me and my problem that has me upset.”

“Well, what’s the problem? Maybe I can help.” He was so eager to find a solution to make Rachel feel better.

“It’s nothing to concern yourself with, I promise. I was just having a bad day, that’s all. The problem will resolve itself eventually.” Rachel gave him a smile but it didn’t quite reach her eyes.

“What are you hiding from me?”

“Nothing. I’m not hiding anything,” she lied. “I’m sorry, Finn, but you really need to get out of here before my dads arrive home. I have to get ready as well. I’m going out with Santana tonight which is why I couldn’t come over today. Bit of a girls’ night.” She smiled again trying to make it as natural as possible.

“Rachel, what are you hiding from me?” Finn wasn’t buying it.

Rachel really didn’t want to tell Finn what was going on. He would keep her from doing what she needed to do to protect him to try to protect her and she couldn’t let that happen so she went with the distraction technique that worked best with Finn – she jumped him.

Her lips found his quickly and they fell back onto her bed as her unexpected weight being flung at him dislodged Finn’s feet from the floor. She slipped her fingers into his hair and his large hands found the zipper of her dress. As of that moment, her distraction seemed to be working and she could feel Finn’s arousal through his pants.

Not wanting to give his mouth a chance to formulate words, Rachel continued to kiss him, swallowing his wanton moans as she tugged his sweater and under shirt up. They separated for seconds to get the fabric over his head before she tossed it toward her desk, knocking some books over in her haste. While she worked on his belt and zipper, Finn finally began pulling her dress down her body, revealing her cute pale pink bra. Rachel sat up and yanked Finn with her to shimmy the rest of the way out of her dress and help relieve Finn of his pants and underwear.

Clothes were strewn about the room as Finn tugged a pebbled nipple between his teeth forcing a mewl from Rachel’s lips. She hugged his head as his fingers found her wet entrance. He spread her moisture up to her clit and teased it before slipping his hardened cock inside her slick opening. She enveloped his length and pressed her center as close to his body as possible using her legs to tighten the hold.

“F-finn,” Rachel whimpered when he drew out and slammed back in. His lips moved up her chest to her neck to her lips again while his hands roved over her olive flesh. He held her everywhere and made love to her with every piece of him as Rachel returned the sentiment and fell even more in love with Finn.

Feeling himself getting ready to come but not wanting the intense moment to be over yet, Finn pulled out to Rachel’s dissatisfaction and rolled them over to place Rachel on her back. He got on his knees between her thighs and took a moment to collect himself before tugging Rachel into his arms and holding her flush against his body. She wrapped her legs around his hips and slid onto him once more. Their hips met in time against each other as the room filled with the sound of pants and moans.

Rachel wrapped her hand around Finn’s neck and the other arm around his shoulder as her breasts pressed against his chest and her clit grazed his body. She was getting close to losing it and Finn’s increased thrusts were nearly enough. Their kiss broke and Rachel pulled away enough to look down between them and watch Finn’s cock slip in and out of her body, glistening with her juices. She rolled her hips into his and rubbed her nub against him to make herself slip into blissful oblivion.

Her head fell back and her body shuddered in Finn’s arms as she came undone. She clawed at his back trying to keep the sensation from slipping away too soon then slumped in his arms when it finally did. She breathed heavily as he laid her down and hovered over her.

“Did you…?”

“Not yet,” he replied deeply, nuzzling into her hair as he rubbed his length along her thigh and wrapped his arms under her body.

Rachel took him in her hand and ran her fingers and palm lightly up and down his shaft, spreading their mixed moisture over his smooth skin. Seconds later, Rachel could feel his hot cum on her own heated and dewy stomach as he shuddered above her, moaning into her shoulder. She continued her slow and slight up and down motion until he went soft in her hand.

Finn reluctantly rolled off of Rachel and came to rest next to her. She grabbed a tissue from her bedside table and wiped off her stomach before turning to face Finn. “I hate to kick you out after that but you really need to go. We can’t risk my dads coming home with you still here.”

He nodded in understanding and sat up. Finn stared around her room, taking in its contents finally. It was very pink, very bright and very Rachel. “It’s nice to see your room.”

Rachel sat up and placed her chin on his shoulder. “It’s weird.”

Finn face drew together in confusion. “Why?”

“We’ve just never been in here together before. It’s strange.”

“Well, once we’re in New York I guess I’ll be free to stop by your room anytime, right?”

“Right.” She smiled brightly at him and kissed his shoulder. “Finn…”

He sighed and pulled away to get up. “I know, I’m going.”

She sat on her bed and watched Finn get dressed again until he looked decent enough then grabbed her robe to escort him downstairs. Though she knew Finn had to get out of there, Rachel couldn’t help herself from spending a few minutes pressing him against the wall in a heated make-out. They finally did break apart and Finn left without a trace of his ever having been there and Rachel proceeded to get ready for her date from hell.

Rachel stood in the shower letting the water cascade over her as she fell into thoughts of what had just happened. She had just made love to Finn then kicked him out right after to get ready for a date with another man. It was reprehensible and she felt trampy but knew it was what she had to do. Surely if Finn found out he would understand she was suffering through it for him. She just needed to keep Finn from finding out then she wouldn’t even need to worry.

To be sure she would arrive on time Rachel made it to Breadstix at quarter to seven and waited for five minutes before Jacob arrived.

“Glad to see you made it…and early. Anxious are we?” he crooned.

Anxious to get this over with Rachel said to herself.

The hostess led them to a booth and Rachel slid in expecting Jacob to sit across from her. Instead he slipped in next to her, trapping her against the wall.

“So, let’s see it,” he announced salaciously.

“See what?”

“The dress you wore for me.” Jacob waggled his eyebrows like a cartoon villain and turned in the seat to face her better.

She hated feeling like a piece of meat meant for consumption but that was basically what her night was going to be. Feeling the need to shower yet again, Rachel unwillingly removed her coat and revealed the only sexy dress she owned – a matte black dress with a deep V that came to just above her belly button then hugged her curves and came to just below her backside on her. She had only worn the dress once for her eighteenth birthday when Santana, Kurt, Blaine and Brittany took her to Cincinnati to see The Lion King then after used fake IDs to get into some clubs. It made her look very adult and now she was regretting the choice of wearing it.

“Hubba, hubba,” Jacob crowed as his eyes widened and focused in on her breasts.

Rachel felt entirely uncomfortable under his gaze and tried to turn to avoid him. Unfortunately their close proximity and the fact Jacob kept scooting even closer was not helping. Jacob was so enamored of her figure that he didn’t even bother looking at a menu. When the waitress arrived, Rachel sent out pleading ‘help me’ glances to her but the woman didn’t seem to understand or simply didn’t care. They ordered their food and Rachel sat silently as Jacob undressed her with his eyes.

“You enchant me,” he said dreamily as he placed his elbow on the table and held his head up. A goofy grin crossed his face but it was nothing like Finn’s charming and endearing one which always made Rachel giggle and want to kiss him. Jacob’s face had the opposite effect and Rachel was really considering climbing over the barrier separating their booth and the one next to it but scrapped that plan when she remembered how short her dress was and how high her heels were. “A woman as beautiful as you should have someone worthy of her on her arm. Not some perverted school teacher.”

Rage was building inside her. How dare he talk about Finn that way? “And I suppose that someone would be you?” she snapped at him acidly.

“Precisely. I’m going to be a billionaire someday and you can be my trophy wife and dote on me while you raise our kids.” He smiled at her and ran his finger over the back of her hand.

She pulled her hand away and placed it under the table. “You are delusional if you think I plan on even seeing you again once high school ends. I would never let your idea of how my life should be occur even with a man who wasn’t you. I am more than a stay-at-home trophy wife. I am a star bound for Broadway and you’re probably going to end up with multiple restraining orders against you while you live in your mom’s basement for the rest of your life.”

Jacob only laughed at her. “You’re so cute when you’re passionate about something.” He tried to touch her nose and she reared back hitting her head on the barrier. “Ooh, watch it dearest. You don’t need a concussion.” His fingers found her hair and he rubbed the spot she hit. Rachel felt like she was going to be sick when the thought of how Finn had his hand there just mere hours before slipped into her consciousness. “Look, you’re going to be stuck with me until dinner is over anyway so you might as well try to enjoy it.”

“How am I supposed to enjoy anything with you when you repulse me?” She yanked his hand away from her head and crossed her arms over her chest. When she noticed his eyes dart down to her breasts she followed and realized this only caused to push her breasts together and up more making them appear bigger. She removed her arms and placed them back in her lap.

“You and I have a quite a bit in common actually. We both want out of Lima, we both want to be rich and famous, we’re both Jewish.”

Rachel snorted. “If those are your reasons why we should be together then you’re more desperate than I thought. Practically everyone at Temple wants that; doesn’t mean we’d make a good match.”

“If you’re my mother, that’s more than enough. She’d settle for just Jewish.”

“Well, I am not your mother and that’s not enough for me. We have nothing in common and I hate you. A relationship needs to be based on a substantial amount more than that.”

“What’s your relationship with Mr. Hudson based on exactly?” Jacob inquired with interest.

“That is none of your business, Jacob. I’m not going to give you the satisfaction of knowing anything more about our relationship than you already do, you little cretin.” Rachel huffed and looked around the restaurant hoping to see their waitress with their food already.

Jacob only laughed again. “See the whole schoolgirl and bad teacher routine is cute in bed but in real life it’s just creepy. Doesn’t it bother you that your teacher, a person who should be nurturing your mind and helping you grow, is taking advantage of that power over you just so he can get his rocks off?”

“That has nothing to do with it!” she defensively snarled at him before she realized what she just admitted.

Jacob laughed more heartily now. “So you two are sleeping together! I had a feeling with the way you were kissing but I had no proof until now. This is great stuff.” He shook his head and pulled out his phone. She watched him add it to his ‘Blackmail List’.

“You are despicable and that isn’t a confirmation that we’re sleeping together,” Rachel huffed, trying to lessen the damage she had done.

“But I know you are. I can just tell. I just hope he didn’t stretch you out too much for me.”

Rachel had just brought her hand up to smack across his face when the waitress came over with their food. Not wanting to be seen smacking him, Rachel dropped her hand and seethed silently while she got a small reprieve from Jacob’s voice as he ate. She hardly touched her own food while Jacob noisily slurped up his spaghetti next to her.

The entire situation was ridiculous and unpleasant and Rachel wanted nothing more than for Jacob to be obliterated into a million little pieces and scattered into the wind. She was nearly finished however. Their date was nearly done and then she would only have to endure five more school days of this horrid torture.

For the remainder of their time at Breadstix, Rachel sat in silence while Jacob talked at her. She didn’t listen at all to what he said, just stayed in her own head where she could be on a real date with Finn and where Jacob didn’t exist.

“Well, it’s getting late, we should go.”

“That’s the best idea I’ve heard all night,” Rachel muttered under her breath.

Jacob got out of the booth and held his hand out for Rachel but she didn’t take it as she slid out of the booth and stood up. Jacob raked his eyes over her body in the skin tight dress and whimpered a little when she covered back up with her coat. She stalked out of the restaurant after having to pay for their meals and yelled goodbye over her shoulder as she stormed off to her car.

“Hey! Wait for me!” Jacob called after her. She had just made it to her car when she spun around.

“What?” she screamed in his face. “I did everything you asked! What can you want now?”

“I need a ride home. I told my mom you’d give me one.”

Rachel growled in frustration and unlocked her car. “This is the last thing I do for you tonight.”

Jacob put his hands up and slinked around to the passenger’s side. The ride was silent save for the few directions Jacob gave Rachel to get him home. She pulled into his driveway and angrily waited for him to exit the vehicle.

“Get out of my car, Jacob.”

He swallowed thickly and stared at her. “I had a good time tonight. We’ll have to do it again soon.”

“Fat chance, Jacob.”

“I think you forget I still have those pictures and straight from the horse’s mouth that you and Mr. Hudson are sexually active.” Rachel grit her teeth at the reminder. “I’ll take what I want.”

“What do y-“

Before Rachel could finish the sentence Jacob’s mouth was on hers and his hand had slipped into her coat and under the fabric of her dress to grip her bare breast. She was so stunned she couldn’t even move as she felt his clammy fingers pinch her nipple. It was only when his other hand began creeping up her thigh that everything switched back on and she got her wits back.

Rachel’s hand came up and punched Jacob right in the throat before she shoved him off. He choked in the seat next to her as she unbuckled him and climbed out of her car to move around to his side to open the door. She ripped him out of her car by the hair and slammed her door shut before towering over his crouching form.

“How dare you touch me without my consent? You are a disgusting pig and if you even think of trying to continue to blackmail me I will go to the police and report you for molesting me! You are done controlling me!” She kicked him for added effect and stormed back over to the driver’s side. She fought the tears forming to tear out of his driveway.

Rachel wanted desperately to seek comfort in Finn’s arms but she knew that was the last place she could go. He would be even angrier after what Jacob had just pulled and everything she had suffered through that night would have been in vain because not only would he lose his job and reputation but he’d probably end up in jail for assault, possibly even greater charges.

Normally the next person she would go to would be her dads but clearly they were out as she couldn’t very well explain what happened to them either. After them would be Kurt but as he still wasn’t speaking to her, he was a no go. That left Santana. Santana wasn’t one for tears and emotions but Rachel had no other option besides pulling to the side of the road and swirling into a pit of despair alone until she could pull herself back together enough to return home.

The next thing she knew Rachel was knocking on Santana’s door without remembering just how she got there and a minute later her mother answered.

“Rachel? What are you doing here?” Mrs. Lopez asked with concern.

“Is Santana here?” Rachel asked, voice wavering as she tried to contain her sobs that threatened to escape.

The woman nodded and pulled her into the house. “Santana, Rachel está aquí!” she yelled up the stairs to her daughter. Moments later Rachel saw Santana stomping towards her.

“Rachel, what…?” Tears began spilling down Rachel’s face and Santana knew they needed to be alone.

“Mami, necesitamos agua,” Santana requested of her mother as she took Rachel upstairs. She sat her down on her bed and climbed in next to her. “What happened?”

Rachel just started crying harder and hid her face behind her hands. Santana offered her a box of tissues and waited for the sobs to get under control before trying to get her to speak again. They sat there silent for a few minutes until Santana’s mom appeared with a glass of water. She and Santana exchanged a few quick words in Spanish before she closed the door again and returned to the bed. Rachel downed the water quickly and pulled her legs up to her chest and rested her chin on her knees.

“Can you tell me what happened now?”

Rachel didn’t speak at first and Santana was readying to shake some words out of her when she squeaked. “He touched me.”

Santana took in a sharp breath before growling out, “I’m gonna make him eat his balls,” under her breath. “What exactly happened?”

Very painfully, Rachel recalled the events of the night to her only good friend. “I just feel violated, like he took something that should be special and ruined it. Finn is the only one who is allowed to kiss me and touch me and Jacob ignored that and forced himself on me. You were right. I should have let you come with me. I’m just lucky my punch landed.” She was at least thankful that she was physically stronger than Jacob.

“I’ll be right back. I gotta find some razor blades.”

“Santana,” Rachel choked out, gripping her wrist and pulling her back onto the bed. “Just leave it alone. Things are settled between us now and I don’t want to stir up anymore drama. Please, just drop it. If you do anything it might provoke him again and then Finn will be in trouble again.”

“Rachel, he molested you! He deserves to be beaten with a pillowcase full of rocks for touching you! I don’t give a damn about Finn! I care about you and Jewfro needs to pay for this!”

Rachel shook her head. “If you care about me you won’t do anything. You’ll leave well enough alone and won’t go after Jacob. Please, do this for me?” She begged her with her eyes and the grip on her wrist not to mess things up.

Santana scooted closer, ran her fingers through Rachel’s hair and hugged her. “The bitch needs some schoolyard justice but,” she sighed, “I suppose it can wait until after Mr. Hudson is gone. I can’t promise Snixx won’t take over though. I’ll try to keep her at bay but…” Rachel chuckled. “Rachel, I really wish you’d let me handle him.”

“Santana, I promise after next Friday, you can beat the shit out of him if you so wish, but please, don’t do anything before then.” She hugged her tighter and let out a yawn. “I should go.”

“No, you’re staying here. I already talked to my mom and she called your dads to let them know you’re staying.” Rachel’s eyes widened in terror. “Don’t worry, she didn’t spill, just told them our plans changed.” She relaxed again.

“Do you have something I can change into?”

Santana released her and grabbed one of her comfy pairs of pajamas for Rachel to wear. When she took her coat off Santana whistled at her attire. “Damn.”

Rachel blushed. “I probably shouldn’t have worn this. It’s a little inviting.”

“Rachel, whether you’re covered head to toe in snow gear or stark naked, no one should touch you without your consent. This isn’t your fault.” She made sure Rachel understood that completely before tugging her into a hug.

She couldn’t stop herself from giggling in Santana’s arms. “It’s really nice to see your softer side, weird, but nice.”

Santana raised her eyebrow and shrugged. “It’s been known to happen on occasion. Come on, change and let’s go raid the fridge. We’ll pop in a movie and think of creative ways to remove Jacob Ben Asshole’s testicles.” She smiled as she tossed the pajamas at her.

Though the night had held more drama than she had initially wanted, Rachel was just glad that everything was behind her. The next week would be cake.

Finn and Rachel as teachers at McKinley

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