Unexpected Miracles
Prologue
who could have known that the infamous Rachel Berry is someone far different from the girl that graces the mckinley high school halls each day, determined and convinced that she will be a star someday. Three months into her sophomore year, she decides to leave Lima and runs to New York City.
She could not take it anymore, everyday she endured there constant ridicule and snickering behind her back. She knew they always made fun of her, but it had not bothered her before now because she Rachel Berry was going to prove them wrong. Still, the stress from there constant comments in all attempts to bring her down still hurt. Nobody seemed to notice that she had calmed down somewhat since the year had started, in fact they seemed happy. But today, was it. She was leaving Lima, she had to get away from them, all this stress was not good for her. Today they all confronted her and told her how they felt, that she was a freak with talent, but nobody would want her because she was ugly and self centered. That was the final word she needed, along with the little white stick that she held in her hand as she sank to her bathroom floor and made the final decision, she would be leaving for New York tonight. She knows it will hurt her fathers when they wake up and find that she is gone, but for the people she thought were her friends, she could honestly care less. She knows that it will only get worse of they find out she is pregnant, and she knows that she does not want them to hurt this new life that she only just found out about.
One year later
Quickly she takes one last sweep of her apartment, making sure she has everything packed in her bag before she leaves her apartment for the last time. She told herself she would never go back, despite moving in with her childhood friend and creating a strong group of friends and contacts, she knows that she needs bigger help so that she can raise her little girl right and that means she needs to go back to high school. She called her fathers for the first time since she left and told them she was in trouble and needed help, they agreed not knowing about their granddaughter yet. She sighs and looks into the floor length mirror, taking herself in, she looks nothing like the girl who left Lima over a year ago. Her hair is long and swept into a messy bun with a black headband holding her wispy bangs from her face. She is wearing dark tight jeans and uggs with a fitted white top and a black Victoria's secret hoodie. She bites her lip and fingers her star of david around her neck when the door opens and her best friend walks in pulling her close and kissing her forehead, telling her that everything is in her car she smiles and takes one last look at him before going into her bedroom and lifting her three month daughter Izzie into her arms and swinging her purse onto her shoulder. She glances back one last time and proceeds downstairs, gets herself and Izzie into the car and drives away.
The ride to Lima was long, she had to stop every 4 hours or so to feed Izzie and change her, but when she sees the Welcome to Lima sign her heart speeds up. Driving the familiar streets she passes her high school and Pucks house before turning the corner to her own house. Taking a deep breath she pulls in the driveway and gets out of the car and takes Izzie into her arms. Before she can get into the house her fathers are there with a confused look on their faces as to why their 17 year old daughter is coming up to them with an infant in her arms.
She sits down on the couch as her fathers sit across from her and take in the picture of their
daughter with a baby in her arms. Carefully she tells her fathers the story while stealing glances at her daughter now asleep in her arms. After thirty minutes she yawns and tells her fathers that it has been long day and that she would like to go to sleep, they nod and go out to get her things from the car. Rachel climbs the stairs and walks into her old bedroom, she smiles ans goes over to the bed. Sitting down she moves away her shirt and unhooks her bra, bringing Izzie close to her so she can feed her. With hesitance her fathers come in and set her stuff her stuff, trying to ignore the image of their young daughter breast feeding in their home. With that they say good night and Rachel finishes up with Izzie and pulls her close to her, kissing her daughter and falling asleep.
The next day
Rachel gets up to the cries of the baby next to her, she looks at the clock and sees that it reads 8 am. Moaning she gets up and throws on leggings, a hoodie and uggs. Quickly she braids her hair and runs over to the now screeching baby and unzips the hoodie so she can feed her. Twenty minutes later with a freshly diapered and dressed baby she walks downstairs and walks into the kitchen where a note is on the table. Beside the note is a credit card with instructions to get whatever she needs for herself and Izzie, such as food, a crib and changing table. Smiling she takes the card, her purse and diaper bag. Thirty minutes later she pulls into the Lima shopping mall parking lot. She takes Izzie out of carrier and throws some diapers and wipes into her purse, she also takes the pacifier out of the pocket of her purse and puts it in the babies mouth. Shifting Izzie she makes sure the blanket covers the baby sleeping soundly on her shoulder. She wonders what people will think when they see the new Rachel, the rachel who no longer wears sweaters and the cardigans, the Rachel who now puts her daughter before everything else, but most of all she thinks about the response she is going to get when they find out she left because she was pregnant. With all the strength and courage she has she walks into the mall and quickly goes into the baby furniture and home department of Macy's. One hour later she has everything paid for and loaded into the car, as she drives home she pulls into Mckinley and realizes she needs to register and that its now or never. She pulls her hair out of the messy bun and lets it fall into thick long waves. She checks her make-up and runs a hand through her hair before unbuckling Izzie and walking towards the place and people that caused her to leave last year. Wiping away a tear as she remembers, she pulls Izzie closer and kisses her head. Reminding herself that she needs to do this for her daughter, how can she make a life for them if she hasn't even finished high school. Standing straight she holds the infant close and takes her hand into hers for strength as she makes her way through the doors and into the front office.