This chapter is shorter than the others but I just wanted to get this out here to see what you guys think of it. This chapter briefly describes child abuse in the physical and emotional department so if that's a trigger for anyone you might want to skip this chapter. Still UN bated so all mistakes are my own. Still don't own anything. Read and review love to hear what you guys have to say about it. enjoy
Rachel stared at the box in her trunk for while trying to decide whether or not to read what the blonde had written to her daughter on her birthdays. She wanted to know what the girl was thinking and who the real Quinn was and the mystery that was this girl. But Rachel had no idea that her neighbour from three doors was watching her from her bed room window.
"What the hell are you doing out here?" The voice startled the diva.
"What are you doing here" asked the diva though shaky breathes.
"B said that you were standing behind your car for the past half hour and that she was scared that you weren't moving, so I came down to make sure you were still alive." the Latina said that now stood in front of the divas trunk, by the shorter brunette's side.
"Is Santana showing me Rachel berry some concern?" questioned the diva with a grin plastered across her face.
"Don't push your luck berry, I maybe tolerating you but that don't mean I won't kick your ass if I need to."The Latina replied who was also supporting a smile across her lips.
"Hey san did you find out why Rachel was standing outside her car?" the ditzy blonde asked as she made her way to the two girls.
"Um no not yet, I just asked her. So berry what's the deal with you? Why are you standing outside your car in the middle of the night?" The fiery Latina asked again.
"Well um when we put Quinn's stuff in your car I think we forgot to put this box in as well, so I looked inside to see if there was anything that she might need today, but when I saw what was inside," the diva trailed off in mid sentence.
"Well what was inside it?" asked Brittney.
"Take a look yourself." The diva stated. The two cheerleaders looked inside the box their expressions became curious as to what was written inside.
"I haven't read anything, I was just curious in knowing what she had written." The short brunette stated, before the girls could even question her.
"Do you think we should read them?" was the Latina's reply.
"I think we should, because that way we would know what Quinn was and is thinking right now, it's not like she is going to tell us." Brittney spoke up this time. The other two nodded in agreement to the girls logic into reading the ex cheerleaders person letters.
"Rachel honey, what are you doing outside at this hour?" came the voice of James berry Rachel's taller father.
"Nothing daddy, Santana and Brittney wanted to stay the night over. You don't mind do you?" Rachel said to the man that now seemed to be frowning at his daughter.
"Of course sweetie, why don't you girls come inside." The man said as he walked back into the house with the three of them following her, Rachel had grabbed the box on her way back into the house.
All three girls walked up to the short brunette's room. As they all sat Indian style across Rachel's bed, with the box in the middle of the three of them. Santana emptied the contents of the box on the divas bed. Rachel sorted the letter putting the letter for her sixteenth birthday at the bottom of the pile and the first birthday letter at the top. Brittney put the diaries and photo album and the journal to aside, whilst Santana put the box in the corner of Rachel's room.
They all picked up a letter and started to read, the letters were simple, they explained how Quinn loved her daughter and would do anything to make her happy, but as the age for the letters got older the blonde started to mention thing about how she loved her daughter and because of this love she had to give her up, there was also mentions of something else that she would explain as the girl grew older.
The letter to her sixteenth birthday was left Rachel had read the others; she picked up the letter and began reading it. This letter was the one that explained in detail why Quinn couldn't keep her daughter. The first two paragraphs explained in very little detail but told her to read the diaries for a proper understanding of everything.
Santana had read skimmed though the letter that Rachel was holding, Brittney was a slow reader and was still on the fifth letter.
Santana picked up the first diary that was written by Quinn when she was thirteen years old. As the girls read the diary, they couldn't believe what they were reading; Quinn had been physically and emotionally abused by her father.
January 3rd
Today dad hit me on the head with his whisky bottle because I was helping mom make dinner because Justine had to do her homework, I almost most dropped a plate and daddy saw me and called me a clumsy worthless daughter who should never have been allowed to be born. I am so hungry this is the third day hat daddy has sent me to bed without anything to eat. Mommy doesn't even sneak any food up to me anymore like she used to.
February 10th
Daddy is drunk and he grabbed me by my hair and pulled me down the stairs and pushed me into the wall and grabbed the cheese knife and put it to my throat, I could feel the pressure of the blade if he moved it a millimetre more towards me he would have killed me and ended my life, but no he just wanted to scare me. He pushed me to the floor and my head hit the table leg and now everything I see I fuzzy and I feel really sick, so I am going to bed maybe I will feel better if I get some so sleep talk to you tomorrow.
These were written in the first diary when Quinn was thirteen years old. There were many more entries were the blonde wrote about how her father had physically abused her. They had read the first diary and had three left, slowly picking up the second diary and opening it to read about how Quinn was abused.
January 16th
I hate my life. I hate everything about myself. I bet if I just killed myself nobody would even notice I was gone, and if they did they would be glad that I was dead, they wouldn't mourn for me or even shed a tear, everyone would throw a party that I was gone ridded of this planet for good. Sometimes I wish dad would just hit me so hard that I would just die, like yesterday when he pushed me down the stairs, I hit my head so hard I thought that my life was about to come to an end but I don't have that kind of luck.
March 25th
Rachel stupid berry has the perfect life, she has two parents that want her and love her no matter what she wants or does and yet she still complains about how miserable her life is, how she wants to be popular. She is lucky that she is not popular because being popular gives you friends that are just your friends because of the power you get from being at the top, you never know who are your real friends and who are just faking it. I even think S and B are just using me know, they are always whispering about things, pulling themselves away from me.
April 2nd
That's it I have had enough, daddy doesn't want me, neither does mom or Justine I have no real friends so what the point of me even being on this earth if I am such a screw up. I stole my mom sleeping pills the other day and today I am going to be the last day I spend on this planet. Got to go moms calling me don't want to keep her waiting.
April 3rd
Mom called me last night asking if I had stolen her pills I looked guilty and mom found them and took them back, I want to kill myself but how I want it quick and painless because I don't want to be bought back if anyone hears me in pain.
April 20th
So I have been thinking about killing myself and decided that it was not the right Christian thing to do as it is considered a sin. But I want to get out of Lima so I have to study hard and get out of this town and never look back at the people or the town ever again .that's what I am living for no. That's my goal in life.
The two girls were in tears once they had read the second diary, Brittney had picked up the first dairy as she had gotten to the last letter she read a few of the entries and started to sob loudly, Santana and Rachel both took the girl into her into their arms and held her. Santana wasn't going to let Brittney read anymore as the entries got worse and she knew that Brittney wouldn't be able to read the others and told the girl to look at the photo album that was also with the blonde's belongings.
They read the other diary which consisted in the blonde hating life and even worsen beatings she had gotten from her father who had started to drink even more and had become even more violent her father had become.
The last diary was last year when Quinn was pregnant at first it showed how scared the blonde was of her father killing her and her, how relieved she was that Finn the idiot had decided to tell her father though song which meant her dad wasn't going to attach her whilst he was around, her relief continued as he kicked her out of her home. She was smiling on the inside that there was no way her father could hurt her or her precious baby girl.
The diary entries also stated that she was right about how she really and truly had no friends when everyone had abandoned her when they found out about her pregnancy. There were also mentions of how Quinn had found the perfect family for her daughter to start her life with and how they would love her and accept her no matter whom she was and what mistakes she made in her life.
They looked though the journal where Quinn explained her fears to her daughter if she was ever to keep her, how her daughter would never get a chance to be herself and be happy she would always have to live in fear of her family because there was no telling what Russell Fabray would do to the poor girl, and if he was to ever hurt her Quinn would never forgive herself. She had also written poems and two songs about her feelings for her baby girl from her heart; Rachel had never read anything written so beautifully in her life, it was like a whole different side of Quinn that had never been seen by anyone.
The photo album was different it showed the blonde truly smiling a smile that none of the girls had ever seen graced on the blondes beautiful face. In each picture Quinn had her hands securely wrapped around her belly.
Ok so I am not too sure about this chapter so please tell me what you think, I know a few of you didn't want Rachel to read but she needed to know what Quinn had been though so she could help her though all her problems so sorry if I disappointed you. Sorry but the Finn bashing will defiantly be in the next chapter, I kind of wanted to leave this chapter about Quinn's past and nothing else. Don't forget to review because it really does help me write faster.
