The sun shone brightly in the apartment, waking Rachel from her restless sleep on the couch. She sat up, slightly confused when she noticed the glass of water on the table and a blanket draped over her body.
"Brody?" She called out, hoping it was all just a dream.
"Sorry Rach, It's just me." A familiar voice spoke softly from the kitchen.
"Oh Hi Brittany." Rachel said, the sinking feeling in her chest still ever present. She reached for the glass of water and took a sip. "Who let you in?" She asked, setting the glass on the table.
"The doorman." She said, sitting next to Rachel. "Come on." She said as she motion for Rachel to sit closer. Rachel complied to the dancer as she needed to feel close to someone. She nestled her head in the blonde dancers shoulder, listening to the steady heartbeat of her friend.
"I'm sorry Rach." Brittany whispered as Rachel drifted back to sleep. Brittany sat in silence as her heartbroken friend slept on her shoulder. She remembered a time when she herself was in a situation similar and Rachel had sat with her all night while she cried over Santana moving to Los Angeles. That was almost a year ago, Brittany missed Santana with with every fiber of her being, and she hoped to talk to Rachel about her moving to LA tonight but then she picked up the crumpled up note off the floor and pieced together what had happened and why Rachel hadn't been answering her phone. The dancer rested her head on top of the brunette and closed her eyes, wishing she could take away the pain.
An hour later the dancer woke with a start, a loud knock was coming from the door. She carefully wriggled out from the small singers grips and tip toed quietly to the door. She opened it quickly before the person on the other side knocked again.
"Hello, I have a delivery for Ms Berry." The doorman, said in a hushed tone.
"She's asleep at the moment. I can make sure she gets it." Brittany said in a whisper as the man handed her a box.
"Thank you Ma'am." The doorman tipped his hat. Brittany waved goodbye as she walked back into the apartment."
"I ordered those last week for Brody. He needed new shoes." Rachel said quietly from the couch. Brittany pulled out a pair of mens dress shoes.
"They're really nice." Brittany said, putting them back in the box.
"What time is it?" Rachel mumbled, rubbing her eyes. The singer looked around for her phone, her manager has probably called a thousand times.
"It's 9:34." Brittany answered, looking through the pantry for something to make for breakfast. "Do you have any food?" She called out.
"Ugh." Rachel growled. There was an alarming amount of texts and missed calls from her manager, stylist, Brittany and last but not least, her mother. "I should call them back..." Rachel said absentmindedly as she read the texts.
"I'll go get us some coffee and bagels." Brittany smiled, picking up her purse and walking to the door.
"Can you also get the paper?" Rachel asked, The dancer nodded happily and left.
Rachel fell back on her back. She figured it wold be easiest to call her mom first, then her stylist and lastly, her manager.
"Hey mom." She said into the phone. She could hear the piano in the background.
"Hey Rachel, I was just calling to see if you're okay and if you wanted to come to dinner with us tonight at the Emerald?" Her mother asked. Shelby Corcoran was a 4 time Tony award winner, with 3 Grammys and a few Emmy nominations under her belt, which made Rachel feel somewhat inadequate when they met up for meals. She loved her mother, and loved spending time with her, she just felt like she could be doing more with her career.
"Sure, what time?" She asked, looking around for a piece of paper to write down the time. Rachel knew it was probably not in her best interest to go out tonight, and she should probably check in with her manager before solidifying her plans, but what the hell.
"I'm thinking around 8? Brody is invited too of course." Shelby added.
"He won't be coming tonight mom." Rachel answered, holding back tears.
"Oh honey, is everything alright?" Shelby asked, her voice changing from 'friend' to 'mom' in a split second.
"I'll tell you later."She answered, wiping a tear. or You'll read about it online, i'm not sure what'll happen first. She thought.
"Alright Honey, I gotta go, I'll see you later okay?" Shelby said over the phone. "I love you!" She threw in last second before hanging up.
"Love you too." Rachel mumbled, texting her manager letting him know that she was alive. As expected after she sent the text her phone started ringing.
"Hello?" She answered, waiting for the familiar voice of her manager.
"Rachel! What the hell! I've been calling you all night! You were suppose to be singing to the kids at that school and then you and Brody are suppose to be seen together at that place on 5th!" Her manager and failed singer turned actress, April Rhodes, shrieked. Rachel held the phone away from her face as April went on and on about where she's suppose to be and why she's suppose to be there.
"April...April…." Rachel hummed as she tried to get a word into the conversation.
"Now please get ready and I'll meet you out front in an hour!" April demanded before hanging up. Rachel had no idea what she apparently just agreed to.