Here's Chapter 2! I hope you like it! Please review! I want to know your thoughts! But also thank you to the people who alerted the story! It means a lot to me that people are reading this! So thank you! And again please enjoy!
The tears kept coming even as Rachel tried to calm down. Her hands were shaking and she was having trouble breathing. The police man saw she was having a meltdown and wasn't in any hurry to take the detour.
"Please miss I know it's a horrible sight, but there are others behind you." He said tapping on her side window. Rachel didn't budge though; she was too broken to move. Even though she felt like she was stuck on the spot, she somehow managed to get out of her car. Though she doesn't really know how, it felt like she was just floating. And through her hazy eyes she could see she was floating to the ambulance.
The police man was shouting at her, telling her to stay back, to get back in her car. But Rachel wasn't connected to the world right now. All she had her mind set on was knowing Quinn was alive; that's all she wanted. She got as far as the actual wrecked car itself before the police man had his hand gripped around her arm. She tried shaking him off, but he was persistent.
"Please! Let me go!" Rachel shouted at him, "she's my friend!"
"I'm sorry miss, but you can't go with her." The man stated.
A paramedic got out of the back of the ambulance, where Quinn was, closing the doors behind her. She started walking to the front of the truck when she spotted the squabble between the police man and Rachel.
"Hey! what's going on?" She said walking over to them.
"Please let me see my friend!" Rachel shouted once more.
"Miss, you can't see her-" the police man started again, but was cut off by the paramedic.
"I'll handle this." The woman said raising her hand. The police man hesitated for a moment looking at both of the women, before walking away to direct traffic.
"Please, she's my friend." Rachel begged.
"I can't let you ride in the ambulance unless your family." She sounded genuinely sorry.
"Tell me she's okay." Tears streamed down her face once more.
"She's stable, but in critical condition. We have to take her to the hospital." The woman put her hand on Rachel's shoulder for comfort. "You can wait at the hospital for word, but other than that, I honestly can't do anything. But I promise I am going to try and save your friend."
"Why are you being so kind?" Rachel asked wiping away a few tears.
"Because I lost a friend a while back the same way, and I don't want anyone to feel my pain."
"What's your name?"
"I'm Helen. And you?"
"Rachel."
"Well Rachel, stay strong, and if you need more comfort, here's my number." Helen grabbed a card with a phone number out of her pocket and handed it to Rachel.
"Thank you." Rachel sniffled as Helen walked away into the ambulance's driver's seat.
When Rachel arrived at the hospital, it only seemed customary to tell everyone what happened and where she was. She called her dads first.
"Oh thank God you're alright! Where are you?" They answered on the first ring.
"I'm at the hospital, but-"
"What? are you alright?" She could here Hiram gasp out loud while Leroy was hyperventilating.
"Yes, I'm fine." Rachel took a deep breath, "Quinn's in the hospital. She had an accident." Rachel felt the tears well up in her eyes again, but she fought against them.
"Oh my God. That's awful, we are on our way." Rachel hung up with out another word, with the intention of calling Quinn's mom next.
"Ms. Fabray, I-I'm afraid I have some bad news. Some t-terrible news actually." Rachel stuttered slightly trying to keep herself together.
"What is it Rachel? Are you alright?"
"It's Quinn. She's in the hospital. She got into a car accident." The other line sounded a dull thud as Ms. Fabray dropped the phone in shock. She rushed out the door of her home and drove straight to the hospital.
A quizzical Rachel hung up after there was no response on the other end. She took a seat in the waiting room, legs crossed, hands on her knees, and sitting up straight. Normally this would just be her normal proper sitting position, but this time it wasn't about being formal. She sat like that because she felt it was the only thing keeping her together. The strict posture made her stiff, it held her in place, kept her from falling to the floor and dying right there on the spot. She thought that was what Quinn was doing right now; dying. She shook the thought away and kept her posture, staring at the wall across from her.
Occasionally, she would see a nurse rush by, but they never stopped, she hoped one of them would call for Quinn's family to see her. But the announcement never came. So Rachel sat in silence, almost like a statue. She heard one of the children sitting on the opposite end of the waiting room ask their mother why she was so still, but the mother didn't answer, she just stared at Rachel. The mother gave her a sorrowful look, Rachel wondering a little, then realizing she was still in her wedding dress. It must look like her fiancé is the one in the hospital. Then it hit her. Finn.
She still felt guilty about leaving him. He must be in so much pain. Then she remember why she was in the hospital. The one she really loved must be in so much pain. Rachel let her guard fall as a single tear fell down her face without a noise. It must look like my fiancé is the one in the hospital. I wish it was. I don't want Quinn to be here in the first place, but I wished she was my fiancé. Rachel let a small smile creep up on her face, thinking about the life she could have with Quinn if they were to get married. Quinn would go to Yale, get into acting, while Rachel would go to New York to be a Broadway star. They could make it work. Rachel thought she could make anything work with Quinn, because that's what you do when you love someone. You work things out until everything between you two is perfect. But she felt everything between Quinn and her was already perfect. Everything but that accident.
We could have been so happy if this hadn't happened. She thought as another tear streaked her cheek.
Ms. Fabray walked into the room and went to the desk asking about Quinn to the receptionist. Rachel couldn't hear them, but she stood up and walked over to them. She placed her shoulder on Ms. Fabray's shoulder. The scared mother twisted around to face Rachel. She could see tear stains on her cheeks and thought the worst out of instinct.
"She's dead?" She cried.
"No, no," Rachel shook her head quickly, reassuring the woman, "they are operating on her. But I know she's going to be okay." Rachel gave a weak smile.
"How did you find out?"
"I-I was driving by, and I saw the wreck." Rachel explained leaving out the part about leaving Finn at the aisle to find Quinn and confess her love.
Ms. Fabray gave Rachel a look over, seeing her in her wedding dress.
"She was on her way to the wedding." She stated and Rachel nodded. "How did it go?"
"The wedding?" Rachel asked knowing the answer, "it uh, didn't happen." She said looking at the floor.
"What happened?" Ms. Fabray didn't really care, she was just trying to keep her mind in a happy place.
"Ms. Fabray." Rachel looked at the woman, "I'm in love with your daughter."
Ms. Fabray stared blankly at Rachel for a moment before simply saying,
"Quinn isn't a lesbian. She can't be with you."
The thought never occurred to Rachel. She was gay, but was Quinn? If she had made it to Quinn in time and told her how she felt, what would it all have been for? Rejection? She wouldn't have Finn, she wouldn't have Quinn so what would have happened? I would have continued to be her friend and move on to New York.
"That's fine. As long as she's okay I'll be happy. I just want her to be okay." Rachel answered honestly. Ms. Fabray looking a little more comfortable with the situation.
Rachel didn't know how Ms. Fabray felt about gay people, so she didn't push her. If she wasn't keen on Quinn and Rachel being together, that was fine with Rachel; for now. As long as Quinn's okay.
Rachel called her dad's a few minutes later, telling them not to come to the hospital. She didn't really want any one's comfort at the moment. Ms. Fabray was already a handful, silently weeping next to her, reaching over and holding her. Rachel understood Ms. Fabray needed comfort, she just didn't want to be the one to comfort her. She wanted to go back to sitting up in silence with nothing but her thoughts. But this wasn't about her, this was about Quinn, and was her mother. Quinn would want her mom to be okay.
The paramedic, Helen, who approached Rachel earlier, walked in after the two woman had been waiting for hours in silence. Rachel immediately standing up, and Ms. Fabray seeing this action stood up as well; knowing Rachel must have spoken with this woman before.
"I'm not supposed to be here, but I asked the doctor if I could be the one to tell you the news."
"How is she?" It wasn't Rachel who answered, but Ms. Fabray.
"You must be Quinn's mother?" Helen asked.
"Yes, yes how is my Quinny? I-is she okay?" Ms. Fabray looked even worse than Rachel right now, which was understandable since she was her mother.
"As I said earlier she is stable," She looked at Rachel who nodded, "but, I am sorry to say, Quinn's in a comatose state."
Rachel and Ms. Fabray both stared at Helen, in shock, letting the words sink in before both women took the seats nearest to them. Not realizing that they were clinging to each other with their nails digging into each other's skin. This was the moment Rachel let herself go. She cried harder than when she was in the car. Ms. Fabray right beside her doing the same. Helen knelt in front of them, placing her hands on their knees, and began to speak again.
"She's in a coma, but you can go see her now." Rachel looked up at Helen, her eyes asking if she was serious. Helen nodded standing up and reaching her hand out for Rachel to take, to lead her to Quinn.
Well, that's that, next chapter is full on Faberry! prepare yourself xD
