Two Days Earlier

"Come on, Berry. You know you want some." Puck waved the shot glass in front of Rachel in a taunting matter. She sighed before grumbling and taking the shot glass. She downed the fiery liquid and coughed at the burning in her throat. The brunette narrowed her eyes at Puck.

"Happy now?" She coughed and pushed her way through the crowd of teenagers that were crowded into Puck's house. It was one of his annual house parties and everyone was drunk and dancing. Rachel, however, didn't feel like conforming to the pressures of modern day teenage society and joining them. Grabbing a cup, she filled it with soda and carefully sipped. Brittany skipped up to her, grabbing her in for a hug.

"Hey, Rachel! Isn't this party super fun? San and I were dancing and she even let me take a body shot off of her!" The blonde giggled, bouncing excitedly. Rachel smiled at the girl's energy. Brittany was the only member of the glee club who had been nice to her lately. Ever since she dumped Finn, everyone has been treating her like shit. Glaring at her and tossing even more insults than usual.

"That's great, Britt. I'm really happy for you guys." Brittany grabbed Rachel and picked her up.

"Come on, Rachie, let's go dance!" Rachel set her cup down and followed the blonde to the dance floor. Brittany twirled and glided around, looking as graceful as a ballerina. Grabbing Rachel's hands, she spun her around, keeping in beat with the pump of the music. Brittany started some dance moves, which Rachel easily imitated. Soon, everyone had cleared the dance floor and was watching the two girls dance. By the time the song was over, both girls were sweaty, but laughing. Rachel collapsed on the sofa, next to Tina and Mike who were gazing at each other lovingly. She searched for her cup, before finding it on a different table. Hm. I don't remember putting it there. She shrugged and took a sip. Brittany was soon grabbed by Santana to go dance. The dancer mouthed a quick 'Goodbye' to her friend and fell into the crowd. Rachel sat, silent and alone, humming to the various song beats that were blasting throughout the house. Suddenly, some guy form Dalton sat down next to her.

"Hey, I'm Brad. I go to Dalton. And who are you, my lovely friend?" He smiled at her with a slick and slimy grin and scooted closer to her. She awkwardly smiled and scooted a little bit farther away. "I'm Rachel. I go to McKinley High. Nice to meet you." He gave her another devilish grin before sliding up next to her. "Pleasure's all mine. What do you say we go have a little fun upstairs?" She gaped, appalled at the nerve of this boy. "How about you go and have fun up there with yourself?" She shook her head and grabbed her drink before getting up and moving to the other side of the house.

But her head became dizzy and she felt like she couldn't stand. She assured herself it was just a headache. Finn came up beside her, helping her into a chair. "Hey, Rach! You okay? You looked like you were gonna fall." He smiled with his trademark dopey grin. She sighed before slumping into a chair. Yet another boy to annoy her. " I'm fine, Finn. Now if you'll please leave me alone I-" " Listen, Rachel, I get it. I understand why you broke up with me. You felt really unappreciated and couldn't bear to see me even talking to another girl. I realize that now. So, if you'll work on that I'll get back together with you. Good. We're all good." He put his gigantic arm around her shoulders.

"Excuse me? Did you just that that I was the one with jealousy issues? Finn Hudson, you were angry because I was talking to Noah! And that is most certainly not why I broke up with YOU. You were a horrible boyfriend. You made fun of me, never stood up for me, never had my back. Never said one word on glee club when I had a idea. You sat there and expected me to be you little lap dog. You were making it look like I was a charity case. That you were just going out with me to help your reputation, to make you look like the nicest boy in the school. But what you are, Finn Hudson, is a gigantic asshole! Your ego is huge and you have the nerve to act like you have a say in our relationship. I dumped you! I don't want to get back together with you! Get it through your pea sized brain! We are never ever ever ever ever getting back together. This is one of the most unhealthy relationships I've ever seen and I do not know why I spent two years, pining after you. You know what the problem was on our relationship, Finn? It was you. So don't come up to me and tell me I was the problem and that it's a privilege that you even want to consider getting back together with me. Because it's not. You may be the biggest star in Lima, Finn, why I don't know, but Lima is a fucking small town. Go to New York and try and make it there. You won't be such a big hotshot there, Finn. So go with one of the girls who for some reason want to date you. Leave me alone."

She raged at the tall man child who was now staring agape at her. Rachel grabbed her drink and stormed into an empty room. First, that idiot warbler had to come up to her and now Finn! Her night couldn't get any worse. But of course, her head was still killing her. She tried walking to chair that sat in the room which she presumed was the guest room. But her legs felt like jelly and she collapsed. Just as she fell, someone entered the room. They picked her up and put her on the bed. Her vision was blurry and she could barely make out who it was. The figure began undressing her. He taped her mouth and pushed her up farther onto the bed. Tears streamed down her face, as she silently pleaded to God. Just as the clock struck midnight, she blacked out.

She awoke the next morning with tattered, ripped clothes and a killer headache.