-Chapter 2-

-Brittany pov-

We pull into my driveway and stop. We get out and I grab Rachel's bags for her. I smile at the shock on her face.

"I can get them it's no problem" I walk to my front door with Rachel "Lets go"

"Yeah" I continue smiling all the way to the door "Are you sure it's ok I stay? I don't wanna be a burden or cause issues with Santana"

"There's no issues that can be caused" I open the door and lead Rachel inside "We are friends and right now she's on my crap list"

"Everyone loves you" I look at Rachel who's looks so defeated "Don't lose your friends and popularity over me Brittany"

Rachel walks over to the couch and I sigh. I carry her bags up to the only room with a for sure spare bed. I put her bags next to my bed and grab some extra blankets. I put them on the bed before grabbing a pillow.

I walk back downstairs to silent crying. I slowly walk over to the couch and see Rachel looking at her phone. I know it's not right but I read over her shoulder.

'You think you are so fucking funny! Stay the hell away from Brittany! You're a waste of useless space and she doesn't need a nobody like you bringing her down! Leave her house and finish the damn job!

JUST JUMP!'

"Who sent that?" Rachel jumps and closes her phone "Rachel who sent that?"

"No one" She stands up and looks at me. She has tears falling down "Bring back my bags down...I'm gonna go home"

"Ok" I hold my hand out and look as innocent as I can "I need to call my mom! Can I use your phone?"

"Sssuuurrree" She slowly hands the phone out "Wait a minute"

I take the phone out of her hand and run to my room. I hear her following me to the room. I quickly get in and close the door. There's pounding on the door behind me as I look through the messages.

'Kill yourself-Quinn'

'You're so stupid! Just end our suffering!-Kurt'

'Dramatic as always! Just follow Finns comment-Mercedes'

There's tons from everyone else. I look at the one sent from earlier and see it was from Santana. The pounding stops and I open the door. I frown at the sight of Rachel asleep against the wall.

I slowly pick her up and carry her to my bed. I set a alarm for a hour and get in the bed too. I pull the sheets over us and hold her close. She needs this comfort.

Plus she's the perfect cuddle size!

-Time skip-Rachel pov-

I wake up to a weight around my waist. I hear a buzzing going off and I look around. I can't get up so I turn to see why. I'm surprised to be met with Brittany looking at me.

"Uhh hey!" I don't respond just blink and keep looking at her "So wanna get up?"

"You went through my phone" She nods slowly "You saw all of the messages"

"You don't deserve any of that Rach" she pushes a strand of my hair behind my ear "You deserves so much more"

"Well I won't get it from any of them" I move Brittanys arm and slide out of the bed "I gotta go"

I go to my bags and pick them up. I turn around and get met with a standing Brittany. I try to step around her but she moves in front of me. I step to the other side and she does the same.

We do this for a little bit till I push into her. That was a big mistake. I'm grabbed and all I can do is struggle in Brittanys surprisingly strong grasp.

"Why won't you let me help you?" Is she crying? I look up and yep she's crying "Why won't you let me help you get better? Why won't you be my friend?"

"Why do you want someone broken to be your friend?" I spin out of her arms and look at her. My own tears are falling down my face now "I'm not going to be some charity case! Just let me leave and let me die! No one cares about me! My dads left me, Shelby didn't want me, your friends hate me, the only other family I thought I had want me to die, and I just don't wanna keep getting hurt! Just let me die! Why won't you just let me die?"

I fall to the ground sobbing and Brittany pulls me into her. She puts her hand through my hair and rubs my back. After a while my tears finally subside and we sit in quiet.

"I like you too much to let you die" I look up at Brittany who is looking at the ground "I'm sorry I never got them to stop and I'm sorry about the stuff I've done to you...it wasn't right and I'm sorry"

"It's fine Brittany" I get up slowly and grab my bags before turning to her "Why can I put these?"

"You're staying?" I nod and a smile breaks out on her face as she stands up "Just find a drawer or hang them up in the closet! Oh I'm gonna go make dinner!"

She sprints out of the room and I smile. This Brittany is my favorite Brittany. I hear a meow and turn toward the bed. There I see a fat ball of gray. That must be Lord Tubbington. He looks so big. I don't think that can be healthy.

-Time skip-

I walk into the kitchen and smell freshly cut and cooked vegetables. I look at the table and see what is obviously vegan lasagna. There is also some steamed broccoli and small tofu squares. I look up at Brittany who is filling cups of water.

"You didn't have to go through all of this trouble" Brittany turns to me and tilts her head in confusions "The vegan food. You didn't have to make all of that for me..I know people don't like it"

"I've learned to like it for a reason" Now it's my turn to be confused "Uh lets just eat yeah?"

I nod still confused by what that meant. What reason would she need to like vegan food? Is santana planning on going vegan? I can't imagine that at all.

"You're brain gears are loud" I look up at Brittany and see her smiling "I will tell you at a better time ok? Just right now...it's not a good time"

"Ok" I give her a smile back and take a bit of the lasagna "Wow this is really good! How did you learn to cook?"

"Before my mom got busy she taught me" Brittany frowns "She said if I was gonna be too dumb to learn I might as well make a good housewife"

"I'm so sorry" Brittany gives a small smile and staying silent "You aren't dumb Brittany! You are one of the smartest people I know!"

"How?" Brittany shakes her head "I have low grades in all of my classes!"

"Minus Math" She looks at me confused "We have it together and I've seen your scores. You are a geni~"

"No!" I flinch at Brittanys yelling "I'm not a genius! Don't you dare say I'm a genius!"

"I-I-I'm sorry" I look down at my plate "I didn't mean to hurt you...just me and my big mouth again"

"No it was my fault" Brittany sighs "My parents wanted to send me to a special school...so I failed classes so I wouldn't get sent"

"Because they were never here?" She nods "Well now that I'm here and can help...you can pass again can't you?"

"Well yeah actually!" A bright smile breaks across her face "I can pass and stay here! I won't have to leave!"

"You won't have to leave" I point at my plate "And I get a great chef! It's a win-win in my opinion"

Brittany smiles and we break out into small conversation. After dinner we go to the living room and talk some more. After a bit the doorbell rings. Brittany gets up and opens the door.

"Not today" I turn and look toward the front door but can't see who is there "I'm not happy with you at all! So go home!"

I get up and walk toward the door "Why not?!" I stop when I see and hear Santana. She sees me too "YOU CANT LET ME IN BECAUSE OF SUICIDAL SUZY?!"

"Leave now" Santana shakes her head no and glares at me "I'm only asking one more time"

"Then you should know what my answer is!" Santana is still looking dead at me "So you couldn't do it huh? You got so close but yet you couldn't do it. Selfish asshole!"

Smack

"I want you gone now!" Santana and I stare at Brittany in disbelief. Santana holds a hand up to her face "Tell Quinn and the rest of the glee club too that either they can change or we quit! We can find a replacement Choir!"

"They won't change Brittany" Santana shakes her head and glares at me again "I'm not either after this"

"Then we quit" Brittany looks back at me "Right Rachel?"

"Yeah" I need this for broadway but...Brittany says we will start a new club so "Yeah we quit"

"You'll regret this" Santana frowns and looks at Brittany "I'm sorry but I can't protect you if you go down this road"

"If you were really my friend or loved me you'd stand beside us" Santana looks torn for a second "Don't do this San"

"I won't go down to her level of popularity again" Santana shakes her head "I'm sorry Brittany"

"No you're not" Brittany walks to a desk by the door and grab a necklace. It's a half heart necklace. She walks back and hands it to Santana "Guess I won't need this anymore"

"Guess you won't" Santana slowly takes the necklace "Bring extra clothes Brittany...rule #1 is now undone"

Brittany nods and closes the door. She looks at me and I hold my arms out. She steps into them and starts sobbing. I do what she did to calm me down earlier and she slowly starts to.

"Thank you" I nod and she pulls back "You know they are wrong about you"

"What do you mean?" I tilt my head and look at her confused "You've said I'm not selfish already and that I shouldn't kill myself"

"You aren't ugly" I my eyes go wide and Brittany smile pushing hair behind my ears "You're very beautiful Rachel"

"I-I-I" She called me beautiful...my brain is short circuiting "No I'm not"

"Yes you are" She grabs one fo my hands "Your hands look absolutely normal too! You're only a bit shorter then Santana so you aren't a midget, you're not selfish you care about others in a special way, and you're not dramatic you just get overly excited or overly upset about stuff you love"

"No ones ever noticed me before" I sniffle and look at my hand that she's still holding "Finn only came to me to make Quinn jealous and Jesse was a ploy for my mom...she came back and then left me again"

"She didn't leave" I look at Brittany completely confused "She went to New York and then came back with Beth...I saw her at the store"

"So she just hasn't tried seeing me" I scoff "That's so much better"

"She wants to" I look at Brittany and she continues "We talked and she wants to but, she doesn't know how you would feel about it"

"So she wants to see me?" I feel hope bubbling up but try to keep it away "You aren't lying"

"We can call her if you want" I nod and Brittany pulls out her phone and dials Shelby "It's ringing"

"Hello? Brittany are you ok?"

"Yeah I'm fine" She looks at me and smiles "I have someone who's having a bad time and wants to talk to you"

"Who could possibly want to talk to me? Is it Sugar? I gave her my number"

"H-h-hi mom it's me" Silence fills the call "Hello?"

"I'm coming over"

The call ends and I look at Brittany. She nods and I jump into her arms for a hug. Nervous feeling bubble up inside of me. My mom is coming to see me.

Am I actually ready?