If I Die Young
Author: Twi-Ranger
Rating: K
Artist: The Band Perry
Chapter: 9/60
Warning: None
Words: 1,097
Author's Note: I changed a little of this chapter.
Disclaimer: Nada, just plot.
It had been a few days after her blow out, and she had been feeling bad. She felt like she was running a fever, and she was forgetting a lot. She didn't know what was going on. She knew she had to see a doctor. She didn't want to go alone, but she didn't want to tell anyone. It was a secret, but she was scared.
She decided to visit go to the hospital after school was over. She wanted to get threw the day and sleep. Her body felt over heated, and it wasn't comfortable.
She walked to school, trying to figure out what was wrong her. As she walked, a car stopped next to her. Rachel's heart started beating faster, and she paled.
"Hey, Rach," a voice shouted from the car. Rachel knew that voice, calming her.
"Hi, Quinn," Rachel whispered.
"Are you okay? You look a little pale," Quinn said, concerned.
"I'm just feeling a little under the weather. You know, due to all the stress I've been under. It's nothing to worry about. I'll be okay before you know it," the brunette answered.
Quinn smiled. "Come on, I'll give you a ride."
"It's fine. School isn't really that far."
"Rachel, get in."
"Okay," Rachel gave in, as she walked to the passenger's seat and they went to school. The ride was silent, but a comfortable silence.
"Do you know what you're going to sing for this week's assignment?" Quinn asked, breaking it.
"Not really," Rachel muttered. The assignment was to sing something about pain, surprise surprise. "Have you?"
"Yeah," Quinn answered, as she parked her car. They both exited the car. "Do you want a ride after school?"
"I'm not going home."
"Do you want a ride to where ever you are going?" Quinn asked.
"No thank you, but thank you for the offer," Rachel answered.
School passed quickly, and the moment Rachel was worrying about came closer. Before she knew it, she was in the waiting room.
"Rachel Berry," the receptionist called out, as she pointed to a door.
Rachel stood up, slowly walked towards the door.
"Hello Miss Berry, my name is Dr. Mitchell," an older, black haired lady told her.
Rachel nodded.
"Okay, so I'm going to ask you a couple of questions, and I want you to answer them honestly," the doctor told the young girl.
Rachel nodded.
"Do you do drugs?"
"No."
"Have you been sexually active?"
Rachel didn't know how to answer that question.
"Miss Berry?"
She could tell. She didn't want pity. "Yes"
The doctor nodded. "Why are you here?"
"I haven't been feeling great lately, and I want to know if it might be because I might have an, uh you know."
The doctor ran some tests and took a blood sample. She told Rachel to return in a week, to know her results. Rachel nodded and left, afraid.
Quinn would pick up, and drop off Rachel for the rest of the week. She rarely left the girl.
"Quinn, um I have to be somewhere after school today," Rachel told her.
"Want me to take you?"
"No, just go home. I'll be fine."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, Quinn. I am sure."
Quinn nodded and left.
The day went like a flash for Rachel. She was so nervous, as she walked to the hospital. She waited until her name was called out, and dreaded the wait.
Doctor Mitchell entered the room, and the look on her face told Rachel it was not good news.
"I'm sorry Miss Berry, but you're blood test came out HIV Positive," the doctor started. Rachel couldn't hear anything else. She was going to die soon. Months, or years, it didn't matter. She wasn't going to live her life fully.
The doctor gave her some pamphlets and some prescription. She asked Rachel if she would be okay, and the girl answered her by nodding. Rachel left the room, and quickly walked home. She broke down and cried. She cried herself to sleep.
The following day, Rachel's body was on autopilot. It wasn't until Glee Club, that Rachel 'woke up'.
"M-Mr. Shue, may I sing something?" Rachel asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Of course," the glee coach answered.
Rachel stood in the middle of the class, and took a deep breath.
If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a, bed of roses
Sink me in the river, at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
Uh oh, uh ohLord make me a rainbow, I'll shine down on my mother
She'll know I'm safe with you when she stands under my colors, oh well
Life ain't always what you think it ought to be, no
Ain't even grey, but she buries her baby
The sharp knife of a short life, well
I've had just enough timeIf I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
The sharp knife of a short life, well
I've had just enough time
And I'll be wearing white, when I come into your kingdom
I'm as green as the ring on my little cold finger,
I've never known the lovin' of a man
But it sure felt nice when he was holdin' my hand,
There's a boy here in town, says he'll love me forever,
Who would have thought forever could be severed by
The sharp knife of a short life, well,
I've had just enough time
So put on your best boys and I'll wear my pearls
What I never did is done
A penny for my thoughts, oh no, I'll sell 'em for a dollar
They're worth so much more after I'm a goner
And maybe then you'll hear the words I been singin'
Funny when you're dead how people start listenin'
If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
Uh oh uh, oh
The ballad of a dove
Go with peace and love
Gather up your tears, keep 'em in your pocket
Save 'em for a time when you're really gonna need 'em, oh
The sharp knife of a short life, well
I've had just enough time
So put on your best boys and I'll wear my pearls
Quinn needed to know what the hell was going on, and nothing was going to stop her.
