Okay so I know that in my Authors note in 'Exactly like his father' I said I wouldn't be updating in a while cos of exams and what not. But I think the pressure of the exam I had the next day was getting to me and I didn't want to be in the same boat next time round. But anyway I have a new story, at this stage it may be just a TwoShot. But it might not be either. So let me know what you think of it, I don't care if what you have to say is horribly bad (it might hurt but I'll get over it) or if it's excellently brilliant! Just review all the same =D

Oh and mentioning 'Exactly like his father' read if you haven't (I'm trying out subtle advertising…how'd I do? =P)

On with the story!

The last thing she had heard that day, as she left school was the engines of the Range Rovers starting up and driving away. She couldn't face going back into the school knowing that she would be mocked and leered at. Maybe the football team would have added this new punishment to their incredibly long list of tortures she'd have to endure weekly. And the thing is they would never understand why this one would upset her so much. She had never cried or got upset over the slushies, sure they embarrassed her, made her feel worthless even. But the eggs, they could have become something beautiful. And now a handful of lives had been snuffed out. She couldn't have that on her conscience, just because she wasn't the most popular girl in the school.

With these thoughts in mind she started on the long walk home. She had thought about calling someone for a lift but in reality there was no one. Jesse had done this to her so he was out, Finn well he may be talking to her again but things were still a little awkward around him especially since the whole 'Jessie's Girl' situation. She gave some thought into calling Noah but with Quinn never being away from his side she thought that it was better just to walk. On the plus side she'd get more exercise and one could never have enough exercise. Her fathers were yet again away on a business trip and she couldn't help being a bit resentful. They had wanted a child, so much had even paid someone to have her and now they were hardly ever around. She understood they were working, working so that they could provide her with the life she wanted but still, sometimes all she wanted was for them to know what it was like for her to feel so alone all the time.

But the time she had gotten home, school would just be letting out and she gave a sigh of relief that no one had seen her like this, so broken and covered in egg shells and yolk. She managed to shower without letting the tears fall that she had been holding since the incident. She changed and then got something to eat, the leftovers from last night's vegetable stir-fry. She tried to watch some TV but couldn't concentrate so went up to her room, to prepare her scheduled MySpace video. Half hour later and she still had gotten through one take; her tears had fallen half way through the second chorus on her first try. This wasn't her; Rachel Berry didn't let these bullies get to her. Never had and had promised herself that she never would. But she had never loved her attacker before, had never trusted them. She was so sick and tired of letting people in just so that they could hurt her time and time again. Finn, her own mother and now Jesse, her knight in shining, Broadway inspired, armour.

Looking at herself in the mirror she couldn't take it anymore, couldn't take the fact that no matter how hard she tried no one liked her, never mind love her. She obviously was never meant to be loved. Never to have her feelings returned. She was just a stupid, annoying, conceited and bossy girl who should never have been born in the first place. She had been a mistake; her fathers had picked the wrong person to impregnate. They had created something that was never meant for this earth. While thinking these thoughts she got angrier at herself, as if this was all her fault. Her fault that no one wanted her around, they just wanted her for her talent so that they could ride on her coat tails. Well she'd show them, show them that she going nowhere!

Running to the medical cupboard in her bathroom, she pulled every bottle of pills she could find out on to the floor. Opening each one after the other and pouring the contents on the tiles. She reached up and found the glass that she used to wash her mouth out with in the mornings and filled it with water. Not bothering to turn the running water off, she began to stuff numerous pills in to her mouth and swallowing them a drink of the water. She continued for a few more handfuls until she felt nauseated. She sat there for what felt like an hour but what were probably just a few minutes, suddenly she felt dizzy and she struggled to get up. Stumbling back into her room, she managed to find her phone. Barely seeing the names as she scrolled through her contacts, she stopped on one that she knew she had to ring. She couldn't explain it; it was as if she was pulled to this name, this person. Hitting send she waited til she heard a voice.

'S'up Berry'

'Noah'

'Where did you go today? I was worried you missed glee practice'

'Why would you be worried about me? I'm just stupid annoying Rachel Berry'

'Whats gotten into you? Course I was worried, after all that shit with St. Douche'

'No one else cares, so why should you?'

'Berry of course we care! You fucking hold us together, why the hell are you talking like this?

'Noah no one cares, not you, not Jesse and not me anymore. It's going to be over soon and I'm welcoming it with open arms'

'It's going to be over soon? What, are you quitting glee? Regional's is in a couple of weeks Rach, you can quit!'

'I'm not quitting glee. I'm quitting life. I've handed in my resignation and my contract will be rendered void soon enough. So goodbye Noah'

'Berry! What the fuck? I'm on my way; I'm halfway out the door. I'll be there in 5 minutes!'

'Noah don't, please im so sick of all of this!'

'Rachel please, I need you. I wouldn't be able to get through the past couple of months without you! Please?'

'It's too late, I'm sorry. You were the best friend I ever had, Noah. I love you for that'

'Rach…please. I'm almost there. Just…God…erm just don't go with without saying goodbye to me in person okay? Hold on til then'

So this went a little differently than I had originally thought, so I'm changing the details of part 2 (not written, just in my head) at the minute. Like I said before let me know what you think.

Oh and I think it's pretty obvious by now that I don't own Glee, however I might wish it was.