A/N: My attempt at drama. Tell me if I'm good or if I should delete my account from this site.
She grew up as a daddy's girl. She knew that. She was the apple of his eye, his perfect little princess. She was the blonde beauty that replaced her sister as his main attention. And he focused on her, moulded her like soft malleable clay, shaping a life for her, his hands enforcing the puritanical views and the ideals of what a good little Christian girl should be like and she always did her best to uphold the values of the Fabray family to get that look from her father. The warm smile of pride, love and adoration could always make her believe in God. She believed that that always meant that she was doing right by the one man who she, at the time, thought was God's messenger, the lord would observe her behavior, pass judgement and then inform her father who would tell her if she was a good girl or a sinner, if she was going to live peacefully in heaven or rot in the fiery bowels of hell. She was always a good girl. It was a mix of greed and fear, she was greedy in that she went out of her way to say and do all the right things so that her dad would reward her with the heart melting smile and whatever gift he had bought her, and only her, Abigail Fabray was an afterthought, but she was also fearful of this very scary, frightening place called Hell, a place where God banishes the scum of the Earth, sinners who engaged in acts of debauchery and sleaze, where they are ruled a demonic creature known by the name Satan whose very purpose of existence is to punish sinners by putting them through eternal damnation to pay for their betrayal of the Christian faith. She really didn't want that to happen. So you can imagine how scared she was one night when, as she was sitting on their white leather sofa across from her cuddling mother and sister, pouting after being told to shush by her mother after she interrupted their mother-daughter time (who cares if her sister had had her heart broken? She wasn't the centre of attention and that pulled her that little bit farther away from her mother who in her six year old mind was mean and nasty because she paid attention to other people, but especially her sister who for some reason was always around her and her daddy, trying to interact with him which brought the centre of attention away from her and that made her pout and when that wouldn't work she would whine and complain and cry until she could get her father to tell his first born daughter to go away from him and have her run to her mother who would always give into her and never do the same but then her daddy would scoop her up and cradle her until she would stop crying and he would ask her to smile and when she did his face would light up and that made her heart melt all over again.), Russel Fabray staggered into their living room looking nothing like her daddy. His expression was angry and sour and in an attempt to cheer him up she ran to him from her spot on the couch and wrapped her arms around his legs screaming 'Daddy!' only to be kicked away. This got her mother's attention
"Russel! What are you doing? Have you been drinking?" She stood to face him and although Judy Fabray was putting on a brave face she knew how alcohol affected Russel and how violent and irrational he became. She never wanted their daughters to see this they were so fragile and precious and he was on a rampage. As Quinn sat on her bottom on the hardwood floor her cheek sore from her father's knee when she was hit and as her eyes started to fill up with tears she turned to look at her sister running towards her but she didn't want her sister, her sister was always stealing mommy and daddy away from her, she wanted mommy and for daddy to calm down. As her sister grabbed her pulled her around the corner and held her tight trying to calm her while her parents fought. As she wailed Quinn heard her parents screaming at eachother above the noise of her cries.
"You! You did this to me! You and your stupid whore mother tied me down! I could have been in Washington by now but instead I am stuck in fucking Lima with a wife who does nothing but spend my money and produce horrible little shits that she passes off as children! It's YOUR FAULT!" Quinn felt the constraining arms leave her and hurriedly crawled after her sister and as she rounded the wall and came into the entrance of the lounge room she saw her father doubled over in pain lying on the floor holding on to his 'peeper' while her sister repeatedly hitting him while he mother tried to pull her off of him. As her mother pulled back Abigail's arms her father with all his might punched her in the eye and sent her reeling backwards toppling on top of her mother. Quinn scurried towards her mother who was cradling her older sister in her arms screaming 'Wake up! Wake up! For the love of God please wake up!' she was begging, pleading her to wake up and when she did her mother wrapped her arms around her but all while this was happening Russel had stood painfully, saw the three people who he believes ruined his life crying and felt that he had done enough so he painstakingly hobbled out the front door and Quinn who was still crying and tasted blood in her mouth pulled on her mother's sleeve and it had no effect as she just kept looking at Abigail and didn't pay any attention to her whatsoever yet again. This was the final straw for Quinn. She couldn't take it anymore, all of the neglect from her mother and he dislike of her sister combined with the shouted words of Russel Fabray seared it into her mind, the message burning with the heat of a thousand suns: this was her mother's fault. She was the reason her daddy had been so mean to her. God was sending a message, through her daddy, that her mother was going to Hell. And Quinn's daddy wouldn't want her hanging around evil sinners who are on the path to Hell. So Quinn got up and ran upstairs and locked herself in her room, sealed away from her sobbing wreck of a devil woman she used to call her mother. And after that night in which her father returned to her as he crouched beside her table where he said
"Quinn your mother and I sometimes don't always agree and I know you don't like to see your parents fight, no child does but you have to remember that your mother and I will always love you very much. Goodnight Quinnie" he said before he planted a kiss to her forehead, she once again knew that daddy was always right and that her mom loves her. But her subconscious had other plans, while she always respected her elders and always obeyed her parents, the events of that night stayed embedded in her mind and whenever her mother would shout at her the traumatic events would come back to her: the screaming, the pain, the neglect and the all too familiar message that stated: it was her mother's fault, she was the reason her daddy was so mad, and so when her mother yelled at her she overreacted dramatically and further damaged her relationship with her mother. In one such instance, at eight years of age, after her mother scolded her for getting in to her make-up case, she had stormed out of the house after yelling a particularly hurtful 'I hate you!' and after walking for roughly 10 minutes she found her place, a haven hidden in the trees. In the rainforest adjacent to a local playground, in a particularly large tree, Quinn had discovered when playing hide and seek with her daddy, that had beautiful green leaves and plenty of broad branches, she would sit on the tree's limbs for ages and look around at all the very natural foliage and she imagine that they were housing many magical forest creatures who worshipped her as Quindolyn the Magical Forest Queen where everyone payed attention to her every second of every day of every year and answered her every beckon call, for her it was paradise. But as she climbed the botanical behemoth today she heard a beautiful voice wafting down from the top of the trees. As she continued to scale she heard more clearly the song and recognised it as the one her father used to sing to her after she had a nightmare (sometimes she would tell little white lies and fake her nightmares just so she could spend more time with her daddy and have him sing to her and smile his patented smile)
I see trees of green
Red roses too
I see them bloom
For me and you
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
I see skies of blue
And clouds of white
The blessed day
Dark sacred night
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
"Hello?" Quinn yelled as she noticed a pair of legs dressed in shoes and knee high socks. As her eyes rose she saw this girl was in a skirt and a pretty owl sweater draped by curly brown locks that belonged to the head of a girl who looked at her curiously at the source of the intrusion. She had lovely chocolate brown eyes that were so full of life and as she timidly made her way on to the branch occupied by the little girl she was captivated by the brightly shining smile she was on the receiving end of as the girl stuck her hand awaiting a handshake. As she accepted the hand and shook she enjoyed the soft feel of the mystery girl's dainty hands and as if it were possible the smile on the girl's face became even wider and brighter.
"Hello, my name is Rachel Barbra Berry. What's yours?" Quinn, who felt comfortable with this exuberant, vibrant and enthusiastic girl, gladly replied
"My name is Quinn April Fabray. I'm eight years old how old are you?"
"I too am eight years old"
"You seem sort of small to be eight" Quinn looked down at her she didn't want to hurt the girls feelings, it was always good to have lots of friends that's what Abby had always said, but she was curious about her small stature.
"You seem to be too beautiful to be eight" Rachel said batting her eyelashes. Quinn blushed, her face was hot, she had never experienced infatuation before, her father forbid her from fraternising with boys and what daddy said was always right, so she didn't realise that she was doing anything wrong, she just assumed that this was what happened when friends were nice to eachother.
"Well you are very pretty too, Rachel, and so is your voice I like that song you were singing, my daddy would always sing that to me when I had a nightmare" Quinn fondly remembered one night a little while after the incident with her father when in her nightmare her dad returned to his reckless, violent drunken state and told her that she was going to Hell because she didn't listen to her daddy and then as if she wasn't frightened enough the floor began to crack and fall away as she was plunged in to infernal pit of Hell, She then awoke with a start to find she was still very much in her bed, she then ran and knocked feverishly on her parents door and as her father opened it she launched herself at him and grabbed onto his leg and held on for dear life
"What's wrong Quinnie? (No answer) Come on sweet heart don't cry, daddy's here" He picked her up and took her back to her room and the safe comfort of her bed and began to sing to her. Quinn felt sure that her daddy did indeed love her and she wasn't going to Hell.
"Well Quinn, whenever I'm sad my parents bring me a glass of water. It's really sweet of them. Anyway what would you like to do Quinn?" Rachel asked taking Quinn's hands and squeezing them tight smiling that 1000 megawatt smile and Quinn was filled with a warm feeling in her heart, the same one she got from one of her daddies smiles and that was when she decided that she really liked Rachel Berry.
"I really like hearing you sing, Rachel. Ooh! Could you sing a song for me Rachel?" Quinn looked into her eyes pleadingly and bit her bottom lip
"Of course Quinn I would love to sing for you!" That was the beginning of a beautiful friendship. They would meet every day at the same time in that same spot and the blonde and the brunette really enjoyed each other's company, Quinn introduced Rachel to the Mythical Forest Kingdom and allowed Rachel to be her king, and even though it would divert the centre of the attention away from her she was willing to do it for Rachel. And Rachel would always serenade the blonde Fabray child and eventually convinced her into dueting with her, and even though that meant that she was sharing the spotlight she was willing to do it for Quinn. So one day when Quinn had made her to their branch she was met with Rachel holding something behind her back. She was intrigued.
"What do you have their Rachel?" She inquired. Rachel relented and brought around to her a box wrapped in pink wrapping paper covered in gold stars and neatly tied off with a pink bow. As she greedily unwrapped the gift, Rachel explained
"Quinn this is a gift to celebrate our hundredth day together," Quinn pulled out a red unicorn sweater she stares at in shock. "Do you like it?" Rachel asked tentatively. But Quinn just looks at her and envelops her in a bone crushing hug.
"Rachel I love it! You know me so well, I love you!" Quinn finally let go of her and looked at Rachel who blushed before turning away
"My dads said you would like it" Rachel mentioned. Quinn looked at her confused
"Dads?" She queried
"Yes I have two fathers: Hiram and Leroy, they're gay" Rachel clarified
"What's gay" Quinn quizzed
"It's when you love and kiss enjoy being with someone who's the same gender" Rachel explained
"Well we love eachother and enjoy being with eachother should we kiss to see if we're gay?" Quinn asked innocently. Rachel seeing no harm replied in affirmation
"Sure!" And so tentatively they edged closer to eachother and then pressed their lips together. Quinn could not believe it she was kissing Rachel, the best friend she had ever had and now she got to kiss her, she was over the moon. Rachel could see why her fathers were gay, this was fun; she got to kiss the only friend she had ever had. As they pulled away they smiled at eachother
"We should mark this occasion, Quinn" Rachael said as moved past Quinn so she could get to the trunk of the tree, carefully, so as to not lose her balance, she broke a stick off of a larger branch and then proceeded to carve a message, in her neatest handwriting: Rachel Berry + Quinn Fabray True Love 4 Ever. As Quinn got home that night she had to go to her daddy to tell him the good news, she ventured into his study to find him watching Glenn Beck, she captured his attention with a loud 'Daddy!' and she had him hooked.
"Daddy, guess what I'm gay!" She squealed excitedly. The smile on his face dropped
"What?"
"Well Rachel got me a sweater today and she told me about her gay dads and said that they loved eachother and kissed eachother and me and Rachel love eachother so we decided to see if we were gay by kissing and then we kissed and we liked it so we decided that we are girlfriends!" She finished happily. But as she saw the look on her face I don't think he was as excited. He stood up closed the doors to the study and returned to stand in front of a cowering Quinn who was reminded of the night when her father came home drunk and started attacking her mother for ruining his life, he was just so angry and it terrified Quinn to her very core.
"No daughter of mine will be a sinner. Quinn do you know where gays go they go to Hell! And unless you want to rot there for all eternity then you will never see Rachel ever again!" and with that last word he cast his hand down onto her face with a thunderous slap and as she lay there on the ground clutching her cheek, wailing, her father looked down on her with disgust "Now got to your room and don't come out until you're my little princess again not some gay slutty harlot." And with those last words, his tone dripping with anger and disdain he left her there a sobbing mess. And after she got up and ran to her room she cried expecting her mother to come in and console her but her mother never came, so instead she cried herself to sleep and when she woke up she dragged herself down into the dining room to find her family eating, smiling, acting as if nothing had happened so she joined them and went on with her life. Without Rachel. Ever. She was always a good girl. It was a mix of greed and fear, but no longer fear of Satan or Hell… it was fear of her father.