The headache came back again while Rachel was walking in the hallway on her way to the choir room. Rachel's head felt heavy that it is about to explode. The ringing in her ears grew louder as well as there's a slight change with her vision. Rachel tried to shrug it off. She did deep breathing exercises to ease what she was feeling. She inhaled through her nose and exhaled through the mouth. Somehow, it made her feel better. Rachel increased her pace when suddenly she felt dizzy and nauseous. Instead of heading to the choir room, she made a turn to nearest toilet. She's reaching her destination when a group of football players blocked her way.
"There's a hobbit that seemed to be lost," David Karofsky, the gangster wannabe of McKinley High, said while encouraging the other jocks to support him. "I feel like I'm up for a slushie." The jocks cheered as one of them handed Karofsky a cherry-flavored slushie.
"I bet red would look good on you." The idiots laughed and high-fived each other.
Rachel didn't really pay attention to what they are about to do. She just wished that whatever their plan is, they should get on with it or else Rachel will just pour her gut out in the hallway and that is kind of more embarrassing.
David Karofsky raised his hand and about to throw the slushie towards Rachel when Quinn grabbed the cup away from him and poured it over his head.
"You just made a terrible decision the moment you targeted Rachel." Quinn looked at the football players as well as the crowds that had gathered. "There will be no bullying from now on. The slushie attacks are going to be ceased unless it is directed to some idiot who is going to attempt one."
"What the hell is wrong with you? Don't be such a good girl Quinn. You are far from being one." Karofsky is furious and grinned when he saw Quinn looked hurt. "Did I hit a nerve princess?"
Quinn held her head high not feeling defeated and looked directly at David's eye. Santana and Brittany stood beside Quinn anticipating a brawl.
"Look idiot, I don't have to explain myself to you. It's none of your concern and you won't understand it anyway. If I were you, I'd just run to the toilet and clean myself because seeing you right now makes me want to throw another slushie towards you again." Quinn said with venom.
Feeling humiliated, Karofsky left leaving Quinn a threat. "You'll pay for this Fabray!"
No one noticed Rachel. While Quinn and Karofsky were having their argument, Rachel silently slid herself on the wall. She was sweating profusely and her hands were cold and clammy.
"Q, I need some help here." Santana said as she held Rachel.
"Rachel! What happened, S?" Quinn squinted her eyes as she saw Rachel as pale as paper. "If something happens to her, I will never forgive Karofsky."
"I also have no idea. I just saw her in that state." Santana looked terrified.
"Can you and Britt help me bring her to the clinic?"
"We are more willing to help Q." Brittany and Santana let Rachel's arms wrap around their shoulders while Quinn's clearing the hallway from all the nosy people.
"Quinn…" Rachel said in a whisper then she closed her eyes.
Rachel awoke to an unfamiliar room. The walls are white and the lights are bright. She gently opened her eyes to get a clearer view. She felt a little okay now though the heaviness in her head is still there.
"You are in the school's clinic. Santana and I brought you here when she found you about to pass out in the hallway. How are you feeling now?" Rachel followed the soothing voice that belonged to Quinn.
"I don't know what really happened. One moment I had this pounding headache and the next thing I know is that I'm already feeling hot and cold and everything went blurry." Rachel said.
"The nurse told me that maybe, you are exhausted that's why you're body couldn't carry any more load leading you to fatigue then this." Quinn explained.
"I'm a little bit better now. Thank you Quinn. For this and for saving me from Karofsky." Rachel is not familiar to this kind of conversation but she owes Quinn her life.
"Don't mention it and Karofsky is another story. For now, I will bring you home if you'll let me so that you could rest." Quinn was really concerned of Rachel's well being.
"You have done enough, Quinn. I'll just call my dad to pick me up." It's not that Rachel doesn't trust Quinn. She just made Quinn skip her classes just to look out for her and she couldn't afford to trouble Quinn anymore.
"Nonsense. I'm glad that I'm the one who's helping you. I'm Quinn Fabray and I don't take no for an answer. So please, just don't be stubborn now and let me take you home." Quinn pouted and displayed a puppy dog eyes.
Rachel gave up and reached for Quinn's hand that's already reaching for her. Rachel felt surreal. It seemed like a drastic change. It was only last week that Quinn was scaring the crap out of her, and now, they talk as if they are bestfriends. Not that Rachel is complaining but she likes this side of Quinn. The Quinn that is full of concern, helpful, carefree and happy.
When they reached Rachel's house Quinn handed Rachel her bag. Quinn carried if for her because (Quinn's words), it is heavy and she wouldn't want Rachel to hurt some more.
"Get a lot of rest, Rachel. I hope you will be okay soon." Quinn said.
"Thank you Quinn. I think I couldn't repay you for this." Rachel said shyly.
"You've thanked me enough. And I did a lot of mistakes in the past, especially to you. I hope you it is still not too late for me to fix what I had done wrong. But for now, please get better so that I'd be able to experience what's it like to be friends with Rachel Berry." Quinn left Rachel stunned.
"I'll be heading home. Tell your headache not to visit you tonight or ever so you could sleep well. Otherwise, call me, I'll keep you company."
Rachel was processing the events that had happened. She couldn't believe how Quinn defended her, how she took care of her, and how she showed concern for her. The last words of Quinn before leaving also confused Rachel because Rachel doesn't even have Quinn's number.
After taking a hot shower, Rachel was ready to end her day. She took her phone inside her bag to check whether someone in Glee club messaged her. Before she could read the messages, she felt a post-it stuck behind her phone.
"Whenever you are in pain or couldn't sleep, even if it's in the middle of the night, call me. I'm here for you. – Quinn."
Rachel smiled at the thought of Quinn's idea of sharing her number. Rachel immediately programmed Quinn's number under the name Miracle.
It was 15 minutes past 3 in the morning when Rachel was awoken by another excruciating pain in her head. It's as if something was drilling a hole in her skull. Her heartbeat was racing and her open window blowing cool air aggravated to the pain. She tried to stand to get out of her room but she couldn't manage to do it. She let herself fall from her bed and crawled to reach for the door. She felt so helpless. She was crying and was asking for a miracle that someone could give her some help. After 30 minutes of struggling, Rachel was exhausted. She screamed through the pain hoping her dads would hear her.