Chapter 2

I woke up the next day in my bed without remembering how I got there.. Everything was a blur in my mind.. Last thing I remembered was me drinking at that bar.. What happened last night?

I tried to get up from my bed but my head was killing me.. How much did i drink yesterday? I walked in my bathroom touching the wall to support myself and took a long shower.. I was there for more than fifteen minutes letting the water wash everything.. I tried to bring back memories from the gala to that bar but I couldn't.. I had only pictures in my mind that I couldn't put my hand on..

Walking back to my bed trying to find something to wear i realized that it was past 11 and I had to go to the rehearsal.. I was already late two hours and I had 10 missed calls..

When I arrived at the theatre everyone was waiting for me.. While I was coming closer to the stage I heard some of them talking. 'the star came' '11 people waiting for her' 'I really dislike that bitch'..

"I am sorry I am late" I told to Mickey, our director.. He was nice to me but I don't think it was because he liked me but because I was who I was..

"Rachel let's start please.. We open in four days.. Everyone take your places"

We practiced our lines over and over again till we were ready to collapse.. Mickey was pissed because I was late in the morning and he was pushing us to our limits.. He was one of the best Broadway directors and his reputation was more than anything..

We were taking a five minute break when one of my co actors came on to me and pretty much pushed me down..

"What the hell.. What are you doing?"

"Sorry.. My mistake.. I didn't see you.."

"I am sitting right here.. How's possible not to see me?"

"Because I don't see fucking bitches like you who think they own the world.."

"What's your problem anyway?"

"My problem is you Berry.. I don't like your attitude" I stood up from where I was sitting ready to say something but I was stopped from that blond girl Britney..

"Santana stop.. There is no reason to start a fight.. You too Rachel.." I was still looking at that bitch who now I knew her name, Santana.. She was the one who usually would say things about me..

"You are lucky Berry.. Next time you won't be" she said and left me and Britney there..

"Santana is not a bad person.. She is just angry"

"I realized that.. What is her problem?"

"I don't know.. You have to ask her" She said and left me speechless.. Didn't she saw us pretty much ready to kill each other?

We finished finally after 12 hours and we were ready to leave when I got a phone call from Tony.. He was telling me that we had to go out again tonight because of his new movie.. We had to be seen on the red carpet, smile to everyone and pretend.. Nothing new..

Once I was home I took a hot shower wore my nice dress and waited for him to come and pick me up.. It would be another boring thing I had to attend..

His new movie was boring me to death.. It was an action movie, those that girls dislike and men love.. And i was sitting there trying not to sleep.. When i turned my head to look at him he was mouthing his own words from the movie.. Stupid much?

When finally this boring movie ended we went to the after party to celebrate.. What they wanted to celebrate I didn't know.. Of course after we smiled to all the photographers and kissed in front of them he left me to go talk with the producers and the actors.. I from the other hand I found the bar where i tried to drown my boredom..

"You are Rachel Berry"

"Yes, that would be me"

"I am such a big fan of yours Ms Berry.. I saw all your plays and movies.. You are amazing"

"Thank you very much"

I always loved my fans.. Those were the ones who really loved me.. They weren't jealous of me.. They didn't hate my guts.. I always loved to sign autographs and smile to them.. It wasn't something that I was doing because I had to but because I liked..

"Can I take a picture with you Ms Berry?"

"Of course"

I realized that there were two Rachel Berry.. The one who was the big star, the snob, the one who like Santana said owned the world and there was the other Rachel Berry, the girl from Lima, who was sweet and had big dreams, the girl who smiled to her fans and was taking pictures with them.. How could these two people co exist in the same body? They couldn't.. And that's why I was lost..

"Babe, are you ready to go?" Tony came from behind me and interrupted my thoughts..

"Yes"

The ride back home Tony was talking about how good he was in the movie, how good his hair looked, how the girls would go crazy about him when they would see him how fit he was and all I could think off was why he couldn't shut up..

When we arrived at my apartment he tried to kiss me but I turned my head.. He wasn't my boyfriend.. He was only someone I had to be seen with..

"Rachel, come on.. We are already together in the media.. Why not be together official?"

"Tony, you are drunk.. Go home"

"No I am not.. I am good.."

"How many fingers I am showing you?"

"Easy.. Eight.. See? I am oooook" he said and tried to grab my hand..

"Only that I was showing you four.. Take him please back to his apartment and if you could help him till he is inside I would be grateful sir.." I said to the driver and walked out the car closing the door behind me..

Tonight I wasn't drunk.. At least not as much as I was the night before. But I wanted to go to that bar I went yesterday.. Maybe someone could help me remember what I did and how I found myself waking up in my own bed..

Once I was outside I stopped to the sign.. It said 'Candy shop'.. Kind of strange name for a bar.. But when I stepped inside i realized it wasn't a bar.. It was a strip club.. Girls were slow dancing on the stage touching each other and men whistling and calling, I suppose, their names..

"Hello again.. I see you liked what you saw yesterday"

"Excuse me?"

"You are that girl from yesterday night.. You drunk pretty much a whole bottle of whisky"

"I am sorry but I don't remember.. I did?"

"You were really drunk lady.."

"I remember coming in here but I don't remember anything else.. How did I get to my apartment if I was so drunk?"

"That I don't know.. What can I get you?"

"A glass of wine please.."

I couldn't believe that I would come in a place like that and how on earth there was a strip club in this area? I sat at the bar with my back on the stage and I turned only when I heard a familiar name.. Quinn..

TBC

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