Yeah, it sucked Shelby shut her down so effortlessy. Yeah, it sucked to see Puck hold her baby girl. Yeah, it sucked she still can't be perfect enough to try to get some kind of happiness in her life.
So much for starting off the new year off right.
Stop punishing yourself for the things you did as a child. Shelby's words still ring in her ears, even over the pounding rain and slight wheeze of her breath. She could start somewhere, but what sin can she try to forgive herself for committing?
Suddenly, the rain's patter sounds muffled, and is not longer beating against her. She glances up and a light blue extra-large umbrella over her head and slightly tilted. She drops her head and looks to her left, and one of her biggest sins is sitting next to her. She goes to open her mouth, but nothing comes out.
Rachel smiles and wipes the rain drops -maybe tears, she can't care anymore- off her cheek. Rachel's left hand grips the handle a little tighter, "I know you're not ready to let anyone in right now, but please let keep you a little company. I can't cadone the smoking, but I refuse to go home knowing you were sitting here in the rain. So, until it let's up a little, can I sit here?"
Her hazel eyes drop to Rachel's hand, slightly pink, then back up to her chocolate brown eyes, and offers a half-smile. She nods and makes sure to keep her still lit cigarette away from Rachel. Rachel's smile grows a bit as she slips her right arm through her left and huddles close.
No matter the look on the veneer, the attempt at perfection, she never is truly smiling under it. However, when Rachel is around, the veneer breaks and her true self is seen through the cracks. Be it tears, advice, comfort, or even a smile. Maybe, just maybe, she can forgive herself the sin she knows Rachel had forgiven long ago. Maybe the newest sin she could learn to forgive and learn to accept about herself.
This must be it, welcome to the new year, Quinn Fabray.