Disclaimer: Once again I don't own Glee. Ryan Murphy owns that right. All I own is my concept of what I want Noah and Rachel's relationship to have been from the start.

A/N:

For starters I am sorry that I haven't updated in a few months. Right after I started this story I started my job than a month later my college classes started back up to where I haven't had a time to write I finally got some time to start the next couple chapters of what happened to Rachel. There will be break in the flashbacks were Noah breaks in and says they did what or not being able to believe some of who I am using in the bullying. I said it once I don't own the characters but the storyline is all mine and I am going to give a side to Santana that hasn't been seen.

I can't say that by the end she will change I don't know that yet. I also love Brittana but I want to somehow make Brittany be friends with Rachel before I introduce the Brittana aspect but that is for later chapters on with the Story.

RPOV

"Noah, you don't know what my life has been like without you there to protect me. All you ever did was throw slushies' and call me names. The sluts of our school were much worse to me. Along with some of your football buddies to back them up.

I don't know how to tell one of my hopefully best friends that the torcher I went through without him has hell. Thinking back is so hard that all I want to do is cry. I know that once I tell him about this past year I am going to have to find a way to restrain him. I won't object to him hurting any of the jocks that hurt me, but I will have to find a way to restrain him from hurting the cherrios. They may have hurt me, but I won't let Noah do something stupid to a woman.

Here it goes

"Okay, Noah it all started the next day after that fateful slushy.

Flashback ….

Walking into McKinley without knowing that my best friend is not there to protect me hurts. Immediately once in the hallway I am met with a slushy to the face. Looking up I expect to see Puck. It wasn't him but SANTANA.

Hasn't she took enough from me? She wants my Noah my best friend and she got him. My days are dark enough without her adding to it.

"That's improvement! Your ugly outfit needs the red color to make it look better. I mean where did you buy that ugly sweater and skirt any way no one would buy that anywhere Manhands. No one wants you here just transfer already freak. But, then no school would want your ugly ass." Santana sneered.

All I could do was stare at her and try not to cry. No one has ever said anything like that to me before. Yes, I dress differently yes I have the Jews looks, but never has anyone been that cruel. I hear the laughter and snickers behind me hoping I would cry like I did with Noah yesterday. But, I couldn't my emotions just shut off. No one even wanted to help me. I slowly started to realize Santana was right no one would help or even wanted to know me.

With that realization I ran. Ran to the locker room and stripped off one of the few animal sweaters that Noah had given me, and tossed it in the trash. The water was hot so hot that it burn my cold flesh to the bone. The tears started a few minutes after the water nearly burnt me. I couldn't figure out why I was so unlikeable. I miss Noah the pain from all this I could take if I had him with me. I physically hurt I feel like I lost one of my reasons to live.

Crying even harder now Rachel began to wonder how long the torcher was going to last. She prayed that it wouldn't be for all four years of high school. Santana couldn't possible make her life more miserable than it already is could she. All of a sudden the locker room door bangs open…..

"Santana great job on making the freak even freakier. She deserved that slushy." Came from a voice that Rachel didn't recognize. She knew it was male, but not who.

"Thanks. Dave. You know I think I know what could make this torcher better on Manhands. I think that you should get a couple of your buddies and up the torcher on the freaky midget. Up the torcher to get her to leave do whatever you have to." Said a cold voiced Santana.

Oh No! What is this Dave going to do to me? Rachel started to panic. I NEED NOAH! But, he wants nothing to do with me. By now Rachel was having a hard time controlling her tears and breathing. She was honestly scared that this was not going to end well for her without someone helping her, but she knew no one would.

"Oh, I know just who I will get to help me Santana. She won't know what hit her. I have it all planned out in my head. You go and do what you need to. Just keep Puck from knowing what is going on with that freak." Came Dave's booming voice.

"Good. Don't worry about Puck I know just how to keep him occupied. Do what you need to do." Stated Santana.

End of Flashback

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN DAVE KAROFSKY HELPED SANATANA? WHAT DID THAT LITTLE PIECE OF SHIT DO TO YOU RACHEL? WHO HELPED HIM? YELLED A FRUSTRATED NOAH.

Rachel knew that Noah's frustration was just beginning.

A/N:

Another cliffhanger these couple chapters are going to be that way for a while. I hope you don't mind.