-Chapter 27- Home-
-Rachel pov-
I can't believe I'm finally going home! They let me and Santana go from the hospital! I don't wanna do anything that I had to in there again...well except for the naked yoga. Maribel and I are planning to do that every Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday.
The cars stops and I open the door. I look at the house and smile. I never thought I'd miss things like a house this much. I guess I forgot how being on suicide watch felt. I also have to deal with some back and chest pain so that's adds onto all of that.
"You good Rae?" I look over at Santana and nod "Alright! Let's go inside and see the people!"
I shake my head at her excitement. She's been more ready then me to get out. They kept her to give me a friend and to make sure there was no extra damage. She took the brunt of the impact when she caught me.
"Hey San" We stop in front of the door and she looks at me "I never really thanked you for saving my life...you risked yours for me and I want you to know I appreciate that and thank you"
"I'll save you anytime" She gets a serious look on her face "Just try not to do it again"
I nod and we open the door. Small confetti poppers go off and cheers deafen my ears. I'm pulled into a massive hug by Brittany and my mom. I relax into it and smile as they hold onto me.
"You're back girls!" Maribel walks up behind us "I guess I could've told you in the car"
"Yeah" I give get out of the hug and give her one "But this was better"
"I thought you didn't like surprises" I look over at Quinn "I've always wanted to know why"
"Well" I look at Emma with a smile "My therapist/counselor says I should discuss these things with people I trust...so I guess I can tell you all"
-10 years ago-
"Hello?" I'm walking around my house and no one is answering "Is anyone home?"
"Hey Rachel's awake" I frown at the way my dad Hiram speaks when I walk in "How is your morning?"
"It's been good" I give him a big smile "How has yours been?"
"Was going great" I frown again at his mumbled words "It's going great now that you're here babygirl!"
"Yeah" I grab a apple from the basket and walk toward the stairs "I-I'm gonna go back up to my room"
"Whatever" I feel tears form as I turn away "Are you crying?"
"N-no" I don't look back at him "I yawned"
"Ok" Just like that he stops caring "Go on back upstairs"
I look back and see him in thought. I quickly go up to my room and eat the apple. I wish that my dads would be happy to see me. They never are though. I wonder what I did wrong.
A few hours pass by and I'm just on my bed. I have my dollies with me for company. They listen more then my daddies do. My daddies always push me away when I talk. They say I'm 'too loud and opinionated'. I think they don't want me.
"BOO!" I jump off my bed and hit my head on the ground "HA!HA! Did you get that Leroy?"
"I got it" I look up at my dads and start to tear up. Leroy has a video camera and Hiram has a hockey mask "Oh nows she's crying"
"Why do you have to ruin the fun?" Hirams pager goes off and he looks at it "We have a trip to take Rachel"
"Can I come?" They look at each other and laugh "What?"
"It's adult stuff" Leroy shakes his head as they leave "YOUD never understand"
-Current time-
"But I did understand" I lower my head and sigh "I always understood"
I feel a pair of arms wrap around me "I'm so sorry I left you the first time" I feel my mom shake around me "I-I'm so sorry"
"It's ok" I pull back enough and wipe her tears "You didn't know and I didn't tell you"
"I wanna explain something too" We all look at Santana "I've never been truthful about the cuts...I wanna tell you all why now"
-2 years ago-
Rachel stood up for me. Everyone turned against me but the hobbit stood up for me. They all thought I snitched our set list. I can't believe I have gone to bat for them.
I sigh and walk over to my desk. I turn on my computer and see a email. I open it and see it's from anonymous sender. I roll my eyes and look at the rest of it. I feel my gut wrench and my eyes moisten at it.
'You almost fucked us over you worthless slut! You can barley speak proper English and now you leak the school list?! You're fucking dumb! Brittany isn't the stupid one! YOU ARE! You know something? No one would care if you died.
Sure your parents and Brittany would mourn for a bit. But that's all! No one else would care! We all would be better off! Why don't you just do it? Just end it all! One less loser in Lima then.'
I feel my body go numb finally. They aren't wrong. My parents would mourn with Brittany but would anyone else? Would anyone else actually care? I have made enemies with everyone. Maybe I am just a useless slut.
Before I even realize it I'm in my bathroom holding a razor. They say it can release the pain. I don't have to do it anymore then the first time. I slowly take a deep breath as I put the metal to my wrist. This is the only one I'll make.
But after I cut it...I couldn't stop.
-Current time-Santana pov-
"I made 9 more that day" I hold up my wrist to show the scars "Each one was deeper than the last"
"Oh Mija" Mom pulls me into a hug "I'm so sorry I didn't pick up on this earlier!"
"I hid it the best I could" I pull back and give her a sad smile "You helped when I told you and that's what matters"
"I don't mean to make all of that seem pointless" We look at Brittany holding a piñata "But are we breaking Larry the Donkey? I want the candy"
"Only if I get first swing" Brittany smiles and runs to hang it up "I love that girl"
"Not more than me" I look at a obviously jealous Rachel "She's mine!"
"You're cute when jealous" I boop Rachel's nose and smirk "I'm not going after Brittany"
"She already has a kick ass woman" Quinn wraps her arm around me "I'm the kick ass woman"
"And vanilla as all hell in the bed" I hear two throats clear and stiffen "I Uhh...I love you Judy and mom?"
"Door open from now on" i nod at mom and shrink under Judys glare "No more while we are in the house"
"Vanilla huh?" I look and see Quinn supporting a junior version of Judys glare "She's not getting any for a while now anyways"
Rachel laughs and I glare at her. She yelps and runs away. I sigh and head toward the piñata. I've done messed up and I just got home. I really need to work on controlling my mouth.
