Somewhere Only We Know.
This is a Faberry story with strong Brittberry and Pezberry friendships and also a stronger bond between all the characters in Glee club.
Disclaimer: Don't own characters or Glee im just borowing them at the moment.
This is my first story so tell me what you think.
Quinn's POV
Something is off with RuPaul. Not that its important to me but when she walked into Glee after Mr. Schue who is normally 15 minutes late on his own then you know something was wrong. But not only did she come in like 25 minutes late she was in a hoodie, jeans, and high tops. That is so unlike Man Hands. But the most shocking thing is that she was quiet as she walked in gripping her stomach tightly with a butt load of make up on. She mumbled sorry for being late pulled the hood over her head and sat away from everybody. Everybody's jaw dropped when they saw Rachel in normal clothing and barely saying anything. The was so unlike her and i was not the only one who noticed it.
"Rachel are you okay?" Mr. Schue asks her.
"Fine." Was all she replied moving further away from the group than she already was.
If anybody in the chior room wasnt convinced that their was something wrong with her then they where now. She wasn't ranting like she normally does. She was in jeans and a hoodie unlike her usual hideous sweater and argyle combo.
"Okay... Well lets get started. Who wants to preform first?"
We all turned to Rachel expecting her to shoot out of her chair but she just starred off into space looking at the wall across the room. She just sat their deep in thought saying nothing. Okay I know that I said I didn't care but something was up and I am officially worried because the Rachel Berry I was staring at now was not the same Rachel Berry that had the beautiful bright smile and so much confidence. The one who's amazing bright brown eyes lit up as soon as anyone mentioned Broadway or anything about music. The Rachel Berry I'm staring at now is sad one. With dull and lifeless eyes. Who's happy smile was no longer on her face. The once life filled eyes where now sad and tired and hopeless. It was like all the life was drained from her. She seemed like a ghost of herself and when I looked- and i mean really looked- at her i saw that the old Rachel Berry was gone. And for some strange reason I wanted to be the one to help the girl i tormented relentlessly and slushied. The new Rachel i saw made my heart ache for her. I wanted to take her back to that place where she was happy and her eyes shined brightly again and where she sang. Somewhere only we know. Mr. Schue brought me out of my thoughts when he called on her.
"Rachel..." He called out, "Do you want to go first?"
She shook her head and looked at the clock on the wall. "May I go to the bathroom please?" she asked barely loud enough for anybody to hear. Everybody gawked at her. Brittney leaned over to me and whispered in my ear.
"Whats wrong with Rachel? She never leaves glee early?" I shrugged as we all watched her grab her things and walk out the room. That was the day i promised myself to find out what was wrong and fix her. I looked over at Santana- and you know things are serious when even she looked a little unhappy at the fact that the girl was different. She had a soft spot for the girl but would never admit it because her reputation was far to important to her- and Brit and motioned for them to follow me to the bathroom to check on Berry.
"We're going to check on Berry." I said to them as they followed me to the bathroom
"Why Q? Getting a little soft for Berry are we?" Santana sneered.
"Shut up Satan i saw you looking just as worried as I was in there."
"Whatever tubbers." She spat but continued walking to the bathroom with Britt and I.
"Be nice Santana you know you like Rachel but you won't say it outloud." I smirked as Santana put her hand over her eyes and shook her head.
When we walked into the bathroom the first thing we heard was sobs. I waled over to Rachel who was hunched over the sink with her hands shaking. I walked over to her slowly putting my hand on her back but recoiled when she umped screaming a little. I gasped at what I saw. I heard Brittney whimper and Santana mutter something in spanish. Rachel's make up had run off her face from all her tears and her face was covered in bruises.
"Oh God Rachel what happened? Who did this to you?"
So i hope you like it. Let me know if i should just stop writing it or keep going.