Main Pairing: G!P Santana Lopez X G!P Quinn Fabray X Brittany Pierce X Female OC
2023 Glee Fanfiction Award Winner for Best Book with a Poly Ship
Side Pairings:
Rachel Berry X Fem OC
Mercedes Jones X Fem OC
Artie Abrams X Male OC
Tina Cohen-Chang X...
A/N: I've rewritten this chapter too many times for comfort, so here you go! A super long chapter! 😂
Sorry for any mistakes!
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Walking down the hallway of McKinley High School, Grace could feel the eyes on her with every agonizing step. Her own eyes stayed glued to the floor and her hands gripped the straps of her book bag to the point her knuckles were turning white and her breathing matched the quick beat of music she was trying to use to distract herself through her headphones.
"Hey, Slut!"
Grace grunted as she was shoved roughly into the lockers, headphone falling to the ground. She backed up against the metal when she spotted Gavin and Michael looking down at her with their usual malicious smirk, slushies in hand.
"Leave me alone." Grace hissed, glaring between the two boys with a protective hand over her baby bump.
She took a quick glance around in hopes someone would come running, but like the last few days had greeted her with, everyone only looked at her with pity or disgust.
Her eyes caught Finn Hudson's down the hallway, her usual knight in shining armor, and for a split second hope filled Grace's chest that maybe he didn't hate her as much as he had told her he did. But within a second, it melted away, watching him slowly close his locker and walk away as if she hadn't silently pleaded to him for help.
"Takes a lot of guts coming for our boy's life with your little bastards, whore." Michael taunted the brunette, twirling the cup in his hands while Gavin walked a bit closer and cut her off before she could make a run for it.
"Little bitches get stitches." Gavin chuckled, sharing a look with his friend, before they both extended their arms and unleashed the blue raspberry slush over her body.
Grace whimpered as the cold wall of ice hit her full force once again. She sunk back against the lockers and squeezed her eyes shut, head down as she listened to them laugh hysterically at her distraught sugar mixed tears that ran down her face.
She didn't move, eyes burning and shoulders shivering from the cold of the ice around her body, skin most likely staining. She waited for the boys to move along, clenching her fists tightly together in her pockets when she heard the sound of her headphones being crushed under someone's weight and more laughing followed.
The bell rang over her head, echoing off the wall, but still, Grace Jones didn't move a muscle.
She waited for the sounds of footsteps to fade and side conversations to disappear, before she reached up and wiped her now bloodshot eyes clean as she turned down the hallway and headed for the first set of glass doors she could escape from.
