Shelby took the role of being Rachel's mom in season one. Mr and Mr Berry agreed that Shelby and Rachel could see each other so they burned the contract, that said that Shelby wasn't allowed to see Rachel. They did let Shelby be Rachel's mom, she didn't have any custody of her, though.
This fiction is in season two after Rachel and Shelby have come over the awkward part and really have started a mother and daughter relationship.
Disclaimer: i don't own glee or any character.
Chapter one
"Rach honey, can you come in here for a second?" Shelby cried from the bathroom.
"What do you want mom?" Rachel could still hear the shower was on. Then she realized she forgot to put back the shower gel she borrowed from her moms bathroom because her was out. She panicked and ran to her bathroom and took the shower gel and ran into her mother's.
"Here is the shower gel mom, I'm so sorry I just, forgot to put it back. Please forgive me, I'm really sorry, I mean it! I promise!" Rachel said with almost tears in her eyes. "I'm really sorry"
"Baby it's okay, don't be sorry, we all forget sometimes. I wasn't even going to ask you about that, honey. It's no big deal, but thank you anyway." Shelby was really concerned over the way Rachel was so sorry for a shower gel. She had to admit Rachel was a bit strange the first hours when she was at Shelby's place. Everything bad was her fault even if she wasn't in the room.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes I'm hundred percent sure, sweetie. But for the real reason i called you in here when I'm showering is i forgot my towel in the bedroom and i would really like if you got it for me?"
"Yeah, I'll get it for you, mom." Rachel reached and gave her mom the shower gel and got her sweater sleeve wet from the shower.
"Rachel, you would have pulled up the arm on your sweater first! Your whole arm is wet now. Take of your sweater now and put it on the toilet so i can take it to the dryer when I'm done showering."
"Yes ma'am, I'm sorry."
Rachel did as she was told. All her scars and bruise was shown on her arms when she was standing in just her tank top. She was lucky though, because her mum was standing in the shower so she couldn't see them. Rachel thought she could run and put on another sweater before she was going to give her mom the towel. She didn't want her own mum to be disgusted of her, for all the bruise she had. Therefore she run to her room. But her room was downstairs and just because of her extreme luck she fell and hit her head on the bannister.
BANG!
"What happened sweetie?" Shelby screamed. When she didn't get an answer, she guessed Rachel didn't hear her so she screamed once more.
"Rachel, what happened, answer me! Rachel! Rach?" She was started to get worried so she stepped out of the shower and took her bathrobe around her, even though she didn't want to soak it. When she got out of her bedroom, she saw her baby girl lay on the footstep of the stair unconscious. She ran down to her daughter side.
"Oh god! Rachel! Hey Rach, mommy is here, wake up. Please wake up for me." She felt the tears streaming down her cheeks.
"Mom.." Rachel opened her eyes an saw her mom's tears. "Mom, I'm okay i just fell and hit my head a little." She gave her mom a weak smile when she sat herself up.
"Well I don't think you just hit your head a little when you fainted." Shelby said and wiped away her tears. Looking down at her daughter's arms and saw all the bruises."Oh my, what have you done with your arms and shoulders?"
"I just fell in rehearsal a few days ago. It's really nothing."
"You couldn't have got all of these in rehearsals, honey. Please tell me, you know you could trust me."
"I know I can trust you but I just don't want to talk about it, please drop it, mom." Rachel said and walked away.
"Fine but I will bring it up later, I'm really worried when you look like this. But I'll drop it for now." Shelby said. " I'll just get up to my room and get dressed and then we'll go to the hospital."
"But mom I don't want to go, please let me stay home! I feel fine, I promise to tell you if i feel worse." Rachel said while she gave her mom the famous puppy dog eyes.
"Honey you don't have a choice we are going to go! You can have got a serious concussion."
"But mom!"
"Rachel you are going, end of this conversation." She said and walked up stairs.
The car ride to the hospital was very silence. Shelby knew Rachel were very angry with her. She didn't like that. She hated when Rachel were angry with her. And this time all she wanted to do was to stop the car and give her daughter an embrace and never let go.
"You know sweetie i just want to help and I'm really worried about you. I saw your scars, you don't have to say anything right now but i want you to know, I know now, so you can talk to me now or later. I'm there for you. Whenever you want and need it."
Rachel looked up at her mom and could see how much she cared. She really wanted to tell her mom what had happened and who had done it. They had told her if she ever told anyone, would she had seen her last day of light. Rachel did trusted her mom but she also knew she would never let it go and make sure they never saw her again. She loved her fathers, she did but she were more scared of them.
"Mom I really thank full for that you care and stuff, but i don't think you understand"
"Do you think I don't understand when my own daughter gets abused by some one!" Shelby said with a bit of an anger in her voice.
"Sorry I thought you thought I was doing it myself. But it's all my fault, they have right to do it. I begged for it." Rachel said it with shame in her voice.
Shelby drove the car off the road and looked over at her daughter. She could see the shame in her face. The words Rachel just had sad repeated in her head. 'They, my fault, right to do it.'
"Princes how can you possibly believe it's your fault. A child never deserves to be abused. Tell me who it was I'll make they wished they never been born. They are going to pay hard for hurting my lovely baby!" Shelby could feel how the anger started to well up.
" Mom they love me and I'm really scared of them. They told me you didn't want me and that I were lucky they took care of me.
"IT'S YOUR FATHERS!"
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