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: There is a lot of mature content in this chapter. Like, a whole lot, so I will put 🚨 and if you are not comfortable, you can skip or skim. For some scenes, skimming may be wise due to details, but up to you!
And it might be between different people, so choose which 🚨 you skip wisely.
There could possibly be a trigger for emotional manipulation/abuse, depending on how you look at it. I will put a 🚨 as well for you with a note.
Sorry for any mistakes!
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"So I said, 'You girls are gonna need another cup'." Puck finished his story as the table laughed, looking up just in time to see a particular teacher approaching their table at Breadstix. "Hey! I didn't think you'd make it."
"I considered not showing at all," Grace admitted, brushing down her dress and glancing toward where Mercedes moved to give her room to sit beside Santana.
Before she could slip into the open spot, Finn delicately grabbed her forearm as he stood up from his seat.
"Here! Sit with us." He motioned between him and Mike, avoiding how Quinn and Santana exchanged a look with each other when he kissed Grace's cheek. "Nice to see you."
"I see you every day, Finn," Grace mumbled, smoothing down her black dress and pulling nervously on the jean jacket the boy let her borrow while they were at McKinley that day.
"I got you a water." Mercedes placed the water in front of her niece, smiling encouragingly when Grace's eyes didn't lift much from the table in fear of looking at Quinn and Santana across from her and bursting into tears.
I can do this.
No.
Yes.
No.
Yes.
No.
Grace turned her head and smiled softly at Finn when she felt his large hand squeeze her thigh, concerned eyes peering down at her.
"Are you alright?" Finn whispered, leaning toward her ear. "We can leave if you're not feeling dinner."
"I'm okay. Thanks though." Grace let her hand fall to lay on top of his under the table, leaning into his arm slightly as her eyes finally raised.
Quinn was staring at Grace with a look of pure astonishment. She had tried to hide it by drinking her tea, but the younger teenager caught the mix of longing and anger in her eyes behind the clenching of her soda fountain plastic cup. And as that cup lowered down, Grace felt a slight knock against her ankle.
