Don't kill me for this chapter with no Faberry in.
I just had to focus on Shelby-Rachel a little. I was just so annoyed with them barely talking on the show that I had to!
Next chapter will be all about Quinn, what do you think?
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- Rachel, is that you? – she heard Leroy's voice coming from the TV room as she entered the house and locked the door
- No daddy, it's Santa Claus.
- Oh, how silly you are! – Hiram smiled to her as he got out of the kitchen holding a bow full of popcorn – We don't believe in Santa Claus.
- It was a joke dad.
- Not with that voice of yours. – he placed a kiss on her forehead
- What is that popcorn for?
- We are watching Wicked in honor to your school's musical. You should watch with us.
- This would be just great now – she followed her dad to the TV room and sat between their dads on the couch.
- How was your day sweetheart?
- I rather not to talk about it.
- Why? – this time was Hiram who asked
- Because it's not pretty great being at the bottom of the social pyramid of William McKinley High School. – she rolled her eyes, hiding her real reason
- They still didn't put you on top because of our amazing voice?
- They will never put me on because of that. That's one of the mainly reasons I'm at the bottom.
- They are stupid for it, wait until you get in NYADA, then you'll be a real star.
- I know dad. – the doorbell rang – I take that, you can press play.
- It's probably the girl's scout selling cookies. Money is on the counter.
Rachel chuckled and got up from the couch, directing her steps quickly to the kitchen counter from where she took some dollar bills and then to the front door. Every day that the little girls passed there they used to buy three boxes of cookies and eat them later watching musicals, this week shouldn't be different. She was ready to ask for the cookies as she opened the door but she hadn't had the need to look down to look at the face of who rang the bell. The face she saw wasn't from any girl's scout. There was standing in front of her a woman. A woman whose her long dark beautiful hair falling on her shoulders and shining beautifully as always. She held an insecure smile on her red lips as she looked in Rachel's eyes with her green ones. There was a woman that looked very much like Rachel. A woman that she spent some time looking for and thought she would never see again after the last time.
- Today's really not my day. – Rachel mumbled in frustration and Shelby's smile dropped
- Good afternoon.
- What are you doing here?
- I wish I could talk to you a little.
- No, you can't talk to her. – Leroy stepped in the hall
- Leroy, long time I don't see you.
- Yes, I wish it was longer.
- Honey, please. – Hiram also came – Good afternoon Shelby. – he stepped up and kissed her on the cheek
- Hello Hiram. I, hm, I just wanted to…
- Come on in, what kind of hosts are we if we let our guest standing in the door? – he opened space so Shelby could get in and closed the door behind her
- Thank you.
- She's not a guest. No one invited her. – Rachel snarled
- I invited her.
- Dad!
- Rach! That's not the way we raised you.
- Yeah, so you raised me to meet a selfish woman who does not want anything with me and let her keep coming back any time she finds convenient?
- That is not what I mean with that. – Shelby self defended
- I think that you should talk to her a little Rach.
- I don't.
- Please, Rachel, just ten minutes.
- Okay, you have six.
- You can go talk in my cabinet. – Hiram indicated a door ahead of them to where both walked, Rachel showing her frustration in her heavy steps
- Why did you do that? – Leroy asked looking to his husband
- Shelby called because she wanted to talk to Rach. I think this time she is willing to make it work. She wants to be in our little girl's life.
- That's the problem. Rachel is our little girl.
- She won't be taking Rachel away honey, but I think Rachel need to have a connection with her. Otherwise she'll keep this aversion forever.
- I don't want Shelby to make Rachel suffer again.
- She won't, I promise. She was just a little scared the first time. Let's watch our musical.
Leroy gave up to his husband embrace and went back to the TV room with him where they began to watch Wicked. Anyways, his mind was still flying to the cabinet where Rachel was with her biological mother. He was afraid that either Shelby would hurt Rachel again or she would take Rachel away from them. As they entered the cabinet Rachel sat in her dad's, Hiram, chair with a perfect posture. She indicated the chair in front of the table with her head where Shelby could seat. A weird silence took place between them while Rachel looked to her as she was challenging the woman to say something but inside her head she thought that no thing she could say would change the feeling of being rejected twice from her inside.
- Now you only have five minutes.
- I want to say that I am sorry Rachel.
- For what? For leaving me the first time or the second? For looking out for me and then deciding that I wasn't good enough to be your daughter? For making me fall in love for a guy and making him left me after that? For not giving a damn when I asked you to go teach at my school so I could have you in my life? Maybe for going on and adopting the daughter of the person that I hate the most, or for living here this whole time pretending that I didn't exist?
- For everything. Every time I made you feel bad, every time I made a mistake with you. It was never my intention to make you feel like that. Everything I did was trying to do the best for you.
- How was every one of those things the best for me?
- I wasn't good for you Rach, I didn't know how to deal with you, how to help you, how to be a good mom.
- Why did you look out for me? Why did you make me contact you?
- Because I spent all these years wondering about you, remembering you little eyes looking at me and how they smiled to me making me feel the luckiest woman alive to give birth to that little person. Because once I saw you, the girl you became, what you wanted to your life I was so amazed that I needed to be a part of that, I needed to be in your life.
- Then why did you walk away that day? Why did you refuse my proposal?
- Because I needed you but you didn't needed me.
- Who said that? I never said that I didn't need you. Of course I needed, if I didn't I wouldn't have ran to you when I needed a good costume for Gaga's week.
- I made a mistake when I supposed that and I am here because I realized that. I never pretended that you didn't exist, I missed you every day. Do you still need me? – Rachel lowered her head with the question. When she looked to Shelby again her eyes were filled with tears
- A girl always needs her mom. – Shelby got up from her chair and bend over to hug Rachel
- Then I promise I will be here for you now, any time you want me close. – Rachel got up to hug her properly and Shelby held her daughter in her arms – I'm so sorry I wasn't able to do that before. – the girl didn't say anything, she just sunk in her mother's embrace a little more, feeling that this time things would work.