A/N: So as most of the people who reads my stories they know that I've been going through some hard times. So this story is kind of a way to let my feelings out. Warning: Angst, depression and self-harm.
Quinns POV:
I looked on with a smirk as I watched Rachel get slushied. It hurts to watch Rachel get treated so bad but I can't show my concern. Her eyes lock with mine and my breath hitched. Her brown eyes were swimming with hate, loathing, despair, and overall defeat. I turned away from the sight and walked to class.
Omniscient POV (most of it will focus on Rachel's thoughts)
Rachel rushes into the bathroom. She fills up the sick with water before dunking her head. When she looks up into the mirror she sobs.
"Why does she hate me so much? Why does everyone hate me so much? "Rachel thinks.
The diva changes her clothes and goes to class.
Quinn observes Rachel for the rest of the day.
"She seems so small. So broken. Did I do that? No I couldn't have."
When glee comes around Rachel just sits there quiet. Her eyes are casted down. Quinn stares at her depressing form.
"Stop staring at the freak." Santana whispers harshly to Quinn.
Quinn scoffs, "I wasn't."
"Right."
Quinn looks at Rachel a last time before looking at Mr. Schue.
Rachel gets home and goes upstairs to her room. She quickly strips and heads to her bathroom. The brunette gets out a razor blade slices three times on her upper thigh.
Rachel sighs, and then goes to take a shower.
****
A Couple Days Later:
Quinn makes the decision to stop picking on Rachel and to try a be her friend. At first it was hard and Quinn ignored her peers thoughts.
To say Rachel was weary of this newfound friendship was an understatement. She couldn't believe the same girl that hated her was now being cordial. The brunette got through the day just fine. It was when she arrived home that she knew everything was bad. Leroy's car was in the driveway. Rachel thought about leaving but she has no where to go.
Reluctantly Rachel enters the house. She tries to go upstairs quickly but Leroy's calls for her. She meets him in his study.
"Yes Leroy."
"Hello Rachel. How was school?"
"It's was fine Le-"
"Look at me when were having a conversation." Leroy bites out.
Rachel eyes snap up to meet his dark malicious ones.
"I'm sorry. M-my day was fine Leroy. T-thank you for asking."
"Your welcome. So did you make any friends to day."
"Y-yes. Quinn Fabray ac-"
Leroy barks out a laugh.
"Stop lying Rachel. Why would someone like Quinn befriend someone like you. I know the Fabray's and they wouldn't let their daughter associate with you."
Rachel just takes the scathing words to heart. She starts to tear up as her step-father words sink in.
"Oh don't start with the water works or I'll give you something to cry about."
Rachel nods fearfully of what would come if her eyes did not dry.
"Where is your slut of a mother?"
"I-I don't know Leroy."
"Useless as all ways. You can leave now."
Rachel makes her way to leave but Leroy stops her.
"Oh yeah and Rachel you should hope your mother comes home or you'll now what will happen."
With that Rachel leaves. She goes upstairs and does her homework. Rachel dutifully waits for Shelby to come home. She couldn't bring herself to call her mother. No mother would let their husband do the things he did to Rachel. The brunette learned long ago that Shelby was not her mother and she didn't care for Rachel. Sometimes Rachel thinks it would have been better if she was put up for adoption.
The diva takes a shower and goes to sleep praying that her mother showed up. She knows her prayers wasn't answered when she sees Leroy enter her room at 3:00 am.
"Rachel I know your up. You knew this was going to happen."
Leroy makes his way over to her. He pulls off the covers and takes in her night gown clad body. He chuckles and slips off his boxers and shorts.
"You made it easier for me. You slut just like your mom."
Rachel keeps her mouth shut and holds in a fearful whimper. She knows if she makes noise it will only be worst. Leroy rips off her gown. He palms her breast roughly.
Quickly he moves between her legs and bites down harshly on a nipple. After he's finished leaving bite marks over her body he sits on her chest.
"You know what to do. Be a good slut and open that pretty mouth."
He doesn't bother to warn her not to bite him. He knows she wouldn't want to deal with the punishment. Leroy slips inside her mouth and Rachel screws her eyes shut. Leroy starts a brutal pace. He goes faster as she chokes and grins at the tears he knows she fighting.
"Your fucking slut. A loser and a freak. You deserve this Rachel and you know it."
Rachel does know it. If she didn't deserve this God wouldn't of let it happen. She deserves every last insult, slushy, and abuse that comes her way.
When he has his fill Leroy removes himself. He goes back between her legs. Leroy thumbs her clit hard sending a shockwave of pleasure. When Rachel feels the pleasure she wants to throw up. Rachel hates her body for betraying her but mostly she hates herself.
When he believes she's ready her pushes her panties to the side shoved himself inside. Leroy starts a quick rough and hurtful pace.
"Fuck. I can't believe your so tight after all this time. Your mother is loose from all the times I fucked her. I hate to say this but I love when your moms not here. To know I can be satisfied by her slut of a daughter is so fucking hot."
Rachel wants to curl into herself and cry. She hates it when he admits to liking it. She really hates when begins to swell inside her like now. Rachel knows he's about to cum and force her to do so too.
True to Rachel thoughts Leroy begins to pummel Rachel harder and finger her clit. He doesn't stop until Rachel walls spasm. Leroy pushes in till the hilt and empties himself inside of her. When he's done he pulls out and pets her head.
"Good job kiddo."
Leroy leaves a sore and broken Rachel behind.
*****
The next week at school and home are the same. Rachel begins to ignore Quinn. Leroy comes into her room every night even when her mom is there. Shelby soon begins to take out her anger and hate on Rachel's body.
Quinn watches as Rachel comes to school and look more like a ghost each day. The blonde has given up talking to the diva. The ban on the slushies are still there but Quinn just quits trying. In her head she knows that she should try to reach out to her.
Rachel quits glee club and goes through her life as a ghost. It's like this for a while until Rachel just doesn't show up anymore.
Quinn enters the choir room and sits down. Soon Mr. Schue comes enters his face grime.
"I-I have some-"
Quinn knew he was going to say before he could even say it. She knew that Rachel was gone for good. The blonde felt guilty like if she tried harder then Rachel would still be here. She looks around and sees the guilty looks on everyone's faces. Quinn runs out of the choir room.
*****
After a particular rough day at school Rachel heads home. When she gets there Shelby is already angry and ready to strike. First it was just a punch to the fast but it quickly ended with Rachel curled on the ground bloody.
The beaten girl gets up and washes off the blood. Not being able to take the hurt she goes to sleep. Almost on time Leroy comes into her room. He takes a look at the bruises on her body and laughs hotly.
"Your mothers jealous of her whore daughter. She's pathetic but I guess I can say the same for you."
He sets to work and at 3:30 he leaves the same as always. A pat to her head and a "Good job kiddo."
Rachel gets up after being a moment. She goes over to her desk and begins to scribble on a piece of paper. When she's done tears are pouring down her face as she makes her way to the bathroom. Rachel gets out her razor and cuts multiple times deeply into her body. She just lays there as the life and blood seeps out of Rachel.
Shelby finds her in the morning dead. She quickly calls the police they wheel her out of the house in a body bag. Neither her or Leroy showing emotion.
****
The funeral is in a couple weeks. The whole WMHS shows up. Quinn sits and cries. Quinn cries for the life Rachel never had, for the dreams she'll never fulfill, but most of all Quinn cries for all the times Rachel couldn't.
"We're born alone, we live alone, we die alone. Only through our love and friendship can we create the illusion for the moment that we're not alone"- Welles Orson.
A/N: I know its sad and the most angst I have ever story I have ever wrote. I got the title from Linkin Park and the quote from Criminal Minds.