This is my first glee fic; please tell me what you think. I'm trying to get a stream of conciousness form here, hence the linebreaks.
It was raining
she was running away.
No
not running, because running wasn't fast enough, hard enough
fleeing
away from there, away from the words he'd thrown at her
trying to forget
rain
to leave it behind with her shattered life
with the houses that flashed by her
faster
not houses anymore, just trees
blurs
flashes of existance
and the rain
faster
pounding
the world she'd once known was gone
a mask of water
of tears
rain
and regret
maybe even guilt
faster
not even blurs
faster
rain
blurs
forget
She didn't see it coming, didn't see the truck that would take her life. Quinn Fabray died that day, alone, hurt, friendless, disowned by her family, trying only to escape the vicious cycle that had become her life.
