Firstly This is one of my first tries at a Glee fanfic. I love creating OC's so ive done just that for this particular story so lets get on with it.
Disclaimers: I Don't own Glee or the sexiness known as Mark Salling.. Sadly. Or any of the songs featured in this fic.
October 25th 2010
Flashing red lights and sirens have been permanently etched into her mind as she watched the neighbors looking from behind the Do not Enter police tape. Everyone was looking in at her. She was motionless and unresponsive to the detective in front of her. Answers... everyone wanted answers that she couldn't give at this particular time.
Looking at the name tag on the detective's vest read, "Colton". That's what his name was. Not that he hadn't told her earlier upon receiving the domestic violence call; she just hadn't bothered to remember it.
"Where do I go now?" She was surprised to hear her own voice answer that particular question. As she waited for Detective Colton to respond her eyes scanned the scene as a body was rolled from the front door of her two story white picket fence little home. Standing up she walked to the body staring at the pretty face in front of her.
Her eyes burned from the unshed tears that screamed to be released from her soft forest green eyes.
"Isabella," Her voice cracked as she stared down at what you could call her carbon copy.
Her sweet twin sister, Isabella Marie Black was only 5 minutes younger then herself. They shared a lot of things from the structure of their faces, nose's, dimples and height. But the things that they didn't share shown out brighter than anything else. Whereas Isabella has waist length brown waves and hazelnut eyes, she didn't.
"Oh Isabella!" She cried breaking down in tears as her knee's struggled to keep her standing.
Detective Colton walked up to the broken teen girl and pulled her away from the dead body of her younger twin sister.
"Abigail focus" He had said as he took her from her sisters body sitting her down on the steps outside her house. "Do you have any family? Cousins, Grandparents?" He asked curiously as he watched the coroner take the body to the ambulance.
"…" She stared at the ambulance in silent as she blinked back her tears once again.
Soon another body was being brought from her house. Looking up she noticed the black hair and pale face of her mother Rose Lynn Black.
Looking at the detective she got up walking back into the house and into her mother's office. On the oak wood desk she picked up a picture frame of two good looking men. Looking up at the detective as he had followed her inside she handed him the frame. "My family has all been long forgotten or had died already but those guys are… were my mother's good friends. Id swear they were like uncles to me." Abigail said as she looked at the picture. Pulling the picture from the frame she looked at the back of the picture seeing their names.
"Hiram and Leroy Berry, 1998" It was signed and dated in her mother's own handwriting.
"Last I heard they lived in Lima Ohio and had a daughter whose name escapes me, we used to play all the time when her family came over." She said as she smiled a bit sadly.
"Ok, We will contact them, as for you don't worry.. He wont get you anymore… your safe" Detective Colton said as he smiled sadly patting her on the back and walked from the room leaving her to her thoughts.
October 26th 2010 4:47 P.M.
Rachel berry looked up at her father's a bit oddly as she had noticed their behavior this morning but didn't say anything. It was when she came home and noticed an extra bed in her room when she started to worry.
"What's going on?" she asked curiously as she looked at her fathers, who were sitting on the couch they looked really tried and the red eyes and puffiness was another warning sign to Rachel.
"Rachel honey," Leroy begun as he looked at his husband. "Do you remember two little twin girls you would play with when you were little? Rose's daughter?" Hiram continued as Leroy started to tear up again.
Rachel looked at her father's sadly before nodding once again. She remembered the girls very well. They were her only friends. Abigail and Isabella black always joined together at the hip like most twins tend to do.
"Well honey… Rose and Isabella were murdered last night in their home" her father Hiram said as he watched the emotions run across his daughter's sweet face. "We got a call early this morning sometime after midnight."
Choking back a startled cry she sobbed into her hand.
"What about Abigail?" Rachel asked as she dried her eyes a tad. "She's a bit depressed, shocked and traumatized. She has nowhere to go, the police called us to see if we could take her in because she mentioned our names to one of the detectives. That led to them going through Rose's will and everything else and we, your father and I happen to be her god family. " Hiram explained slowly as he looked in Rachel's eyes.
"That's why we have the new bed?" She asked slowly.
Hiram and Leroy nodded as they became quiet.
Rachel's head was spinning. If she could barely process this she wondered how Abigail was doing with all this drama.
"Where's Abigail then?"
"Allentown, about 25 miles west"
Abigail sat in her bedroom packing her things, things she couldn't part with and her sister's things.
It was the afternoon following the murder... October 26th 2010, 5P.M. It was all over the news now. It made her sick that everyone was getting off at her expense.
She packed her clothes; make up, shoes and books. Her jewelry was already packed away as all her sisters' things. She wasn't anywhere ready to push her sister's memory away. She was going to mourn for her sister and mother for as long as she wanted.
Smiling she looked around her room noticing that everything was packed away except her beds and the bedspreads… but she didn't care for those in the least. Dragging her boxes and suitcases from the bedroom and down stairs she put them with some of the other bags and things. She was glad that Hiram and Leroy were going to adopt her and let her bring anything she wanted. She knew most of the things would probably stay in boxes for awhile or be packed away in Rachel's garage for lack of room. She was fine with that as long as they were still with her.
Abigail looked around and decides to pack a few things from her mother's office and bedroom. Surprisingly earlier this morning when she found out that Hiram and Leroy berry where her designated god family she was ecstatic. But what made this deal all the sweeter was the fact that she was now rich enough to afford college later on for Rachel and herself and help out Rachel's family. It was only fair since Rachel's family would be taking care of her.
Apparently Abigail's father was removed from the will 2 weeks prior to this murder… Not that he deserved any of her mom's hard earned money.
Tomorrow was the funeral. Her sister and mother would be buried next to one another tomorrow evening to give plenty of time for Hiram, Leroy and Rachel to arrive.
Abigail smiled sadly as she packed the pictures and trinkets her mother loved so much.
October 27th 2010 2:30 P.M.
Rachel had begged her fathers to let her go to school if only for a few hours to calm herself and act like this drama wasn't even real. She knew she couldn't but it was nice to get away for awhile… even if getting away from it all entitled school work and a slushy in the face.
She smiled a real smile, the first one of the day when she walked into the choir room during lunch hour. That's when all the clubs had their meetings. She smiled up to Mr. Schue.
"Mr. Schue… Can I sing something? It's been on my mind for…awhile now and it will help me with my emotions later on today." Rachel said as she jumped up smiling at everyone walking to the microphone.
Everyone rolled their eyes. They were used to Rachel showing them up or hogging the microphone when everyone deserved to sing as much as herself. They figured it was the fact that she saw herself as the better singer that she was more important than everyone else. They might be right.
"Mr. Schue, I don't think Rachel should get the first chance at the mic today" Mercedes said as she stood up looking at Rachel.
"Oh please... I really need to sing this" Rachel begged softly her eyes burning.
"Watch out Finn you probably pissed her off again" Puck said laughing as he leaned back in his chair next to Santana.
Brittany giggled and looked up at Rachel. "Go Ahead" She said smiling.
Rachel breathed in and looked at everyone and nodded saying a small thank you.
She walks to school with the lunch she packed
Nobody knows what she's holding back
Wearing the same dress she wore yesterday
She hides the bruises with the linen and lace, oh
The teacher wonders but she doesn't ask
It's hard to see the pain behind the mask
Bearing the burden of a secret storm
Sometimes she wishes she was never born
Rachel dances around the room in a graceful way. She couldn't hold the tears in anymore and let them fall from her eyes as she continued on with her song.
Through the wind and the rain she stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can't rise above
But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place
Where she's loved concrete angel
Somebody cries in the middle of the night
The neighbors hear but they turn out the light
A fragile soul caught in the hands of fate
When morning comes it will be too late
Rachel chokes back a sob and she stood still in front of everyone letting her tears fall down her face not bothering to brush them from her cheeks. Her thoughts were on Abigail and Isabella.
Through the wind and the rain she stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can't rise above
But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place
Where she's loved concrete angel
A statue stands in a shaded place
An angel girl with an upturned face
A name is written on a polished rock
A broken heart that the world forgot
She noticed the expressions on everyone's faces then in that moment. Everyone was shocked, surprised or confused. As the song came to a close she fell to her knees sobbing the end of the song out as she broke down and cried into her knees.
Through the wind and the rain she stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can't rise above
But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place
Where she's loved concrete angel
Mercedes, Kurt, Brittany and Artie were all in tears by the end of the song.
Santana looked sad but wasn't crying. Quinn was watching sadly rubbing her stomach where her baby girl was.
Puck and Finn looked at Rachel in shock. They never seen Rachel act that way before and couldn't think of any reason that song was sung in the first place. It was usually a known fact that Rachel sang songs that reflected her emotions to someone in the room but there couldn't be anyone this song was directed to inside this room.
Tina and Mike were watching dabbing their own eyes as tears had been falling from their eyes as well. Mr. Schue was completely shocked. He kneeled down to Rachel and helped her up.
"Ahem, that was an excellent song Rachel. That's the kind of heart stopping emotion we need for the Sectionals." He said clearing his voice. "Could you tell everyone what that song was and why you picked it" He asked Rachel.
"Concrete Angel by Martina McBride" Rachel said in a monotone voice.
"And you sung it because?" He asked looking at her. Dabbing her eyes she glared at him. "None of your concern" She said before sitting down in her seat. "Oh Burn ." Puck said laughing as he noticed the look on 's face.
Quinn got up and sat down next to Rachel and smiled. "It was a beautiful song Rachel… but it was very sad" She said as she looked at Rachel. Holding her arms out Rachel smiled and accepted the hug. "Well guys thanks for letting me sing… I got to be going. Fathers are taking me out of school early." She said drying her eyes looking at everyone.
"Where are you going?" Brittany asked curiously with a lost expression in her eyes.
"Funeral" Rachel smiled softly before grabbing her bag and leaving.
October 27th 6:30 P.M.
Abigail sat on her front porch waiting for Hiram, Leroy and Rachel to get here.
Seeing the car pull up she smiled getting up and running to it. Rachel got out of the car and ran to Abigail's arms. "It's been so long. You look great." Rachel said smiling sadly at the pretty girl in front of her. It had been years since they last saw each other. Rachel looked Abigail over smiling. "Your hair is so pin straight" Rachel said awed as she looked at the forest green eyed black haired beauty in front of her.
Abigail smiled as she looked at Rachel. "And you're taller than me! How tall are you?" Rachel asked curiously. "5'7 my dear, and your 17 too right?" Abigail asked curiously.
"Now now girls. There's plenty of time to catch up later we have a funeral to go to." Hiram said as he got them both back into the car. The drive to the grave yard was a quite one. As the parked they noticed everyone around the ground and the viewing was happening. Holding hands with Rachel, Abigail walked up the hill and to the caskets to view her sisters and mothers body. Her eyes burned again with tears as she cried in front of the caskets.
"Rachel…" She sobbed as she through her arms around the girl in question. She cried as Rachel pulled her to the front row of seats and sat down with her.
Sitting in their seats they watched as respectable friends of her family would go up and speak about the ones who recently departed. As it drew to the end of the congregation Abigail got up to speak.
"Thank you all for coming to my mother's and sister's funeral. I know they would have been very happy to know how many of you all cared about us. I loved them both very much. I don't think I'll be able to stand on my own without them but I know the Berry's will help me in every way. My mother was smart leaving me in their care. I know they can help me now that I'm all alone… I've never spoken to my mother or sister about what song they would have wanted sung at their funeral's, It didn't seem that important because they weren't suppose to die so young. . .so early. But I have a song that I know speaks from my heart. My situation and my feelings and I'm going to sing it for everyone here." Abigail said smiling a sad smile.
I couldn't tell you why she felt that way,
She felt it everyday.
And I couldn't help her,
I just watched her make the same mistakes again.
What's wrong, what's wrong now?
Too many, too many problems.
Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs.
She wants to go home, but nobody's home.
It's where she lies, broken inside.
With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.
Broken inside.
Open your eyes and look outside, find the reasons why.
You've been rejected, and now you can't find what you left behind.
Be strong, be strong now.
Too many, too many problems.
Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs.
She wants to go home, but nobody's home.
It's where she lies, broken inside.
With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.
Broken inside.
Abigail wasn't aware of the tears falling from her eyes as she continues to sing into the microphone. It sounded as if she was screaming some of the lyrics as she threw her hair around closing her eyes and continue to let her heart speak to everyone about what she was feeling and going through.
In the front row Rachel was crying but holding a camcorder out recording the entire funeral. In a few years they might look back at this and reminisce.
Her feelings she hides.
Her dreams she can't find.
She's losing her mind.
She's fallen behind.
She can't find her place.
She's losing her faith.
She's fallen from grace.
She's all over the place.
Yeah,oh
She wants to go home, but nobody's home.
It's where she lies, broken inside.
With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.
Broken inside.
She's lost inside, lost inside...oh oh yeah
She's lost inside, lost inside...oh oh yeah
At the end of the song Abigail bowed as everyone gave her a standing ovation. There wasn't a dry eye in the crowd as they were all very moved and touched in the song that Abigail sang. Slowly the night ended with the caskets going in the ground and covered with their proper head stones to indicate the graves. Laying flowers on the graves she turned and looked at everyone. As everyone left they gave her their sympathy's and hugs. There wouldn't be a Wake at the end of this funeral since she was leaving to live with Rachel in Lima.
Driving back to Abigail's home they stopped the car and begun to drag out the boxes and bags she had ready for them. Once they were all in the car with the displeasure of comfort for Rachel and Abigail in the back they were on their way to Abigail's new home in Lima.
Ok that's the first chapter. I understand that it might not be what everyone expected and it might not be what everyone likes.
As for me… I didn't want to give away too much about the OC to keep an air of mystery but for it to make sense I had to reveal a lot more then I intended for the first chapter.
Please review and send messages with any corrections ive missed or what you all would be interested in happening. :D
Disclaimers: Do not own Nobodies home from Avril lavigne
Or Concrete angel from Martina McBride. Or glee. Thanks for reading.