Everything in Rachel Berry's life was worked hard for. Her voice was the result of relentless training; her dancing was perfected after attending five classes a week for the past ten years, her grades reflected the three hours a night she studied. She had earned every solo, every lead role, and every academic award she had ever achieved.

However, lately she was beginning to think that her hard work really wasn't worth the payoff. What had her years of relentless voice training gotten her? Eye rolls every time she began a solo.

What had her perfect dancing gotten her? Second best to Mike and Brittany.

What had all those nights studying achieved? Disdain from her peers and indifference from her teachers.

She wondered when the hard work would payoff, when would everybody finally wake up and appreciate the work and dedication she had put in.

After yet another Glee club lesson where Mercedes had insisted she take Rachel's solo and Santana had yet again managed to shred her self esteem she realized that nobody cared, not really. She realized that it didn't matter to these people wether she sang with perfect pitch or mastered the perfect dance routine.

The simple truth was she was there for their use, and when they had finished using her to win a competition or fight a battle on their behalf, they would discard her until she became relevant again.

It was like she had been working hard all these years only to become a tool for somebody else's success, as the starting point for Glee club, as a spying tool for Jesse, as a link to Shelby and Beth. She barely felt like a person any more.

Sometimes she wondered if it was all worth it. If it would be easier one day to just go to sleep and never wake up. The idea of not having to work so hard, of not having to face her disappointment when all her hard work got her nowhere was tempting, so tempting that she took her Daddy's bottle of sleeping pills and toyed with the idea of never waking up. Of course that would never happen, she didn't have the courage to swallow them, but for one glorious hour she had imagined she would have taken those little white pills and then she would never have to face her failures ever again.

At midnight she has smuggles the pills back into her dad's bathroom. (but not before swallowing two as a treat for herself)

She sets her alarm clock for tomorrow and lies back for a few hours of oblivion.

After all she had earned it.

A/N - And she's back again. Hi! So this is my new series based around the seven deadly sins and seven heavenly virtues. I know they're not very long but I had the idea stuck in my head and just had to write it out, so let me know what you think.

Too cheesy or cliché?

Anyway that all I got for now but look out for the next chapter, which will be the sin to this virtue sloth