Rachel walked silently into her room that night, her legs and body ached in protest as she tried to undress herself. The throbbing pain between her legs increased as she lifted her legs out of her leotard. She could feel the bruises all over her began to form without even having to see them there, as she started the shower she turned it to the hottest setting wanting to be clean, cleaned of the filth that spread inside and out. She stepped in the shower with a wince and cried out as the hot water hit her cool,damaged skin. She could feel the burn of the open cuts and scratches. She grabbed her loofah and dispensed a generous amount of her body wash onto the loofah. She began to scrub slowly over her aching body, but soon the thought of his touch , his lips, and his sweat on her began to make her skin crawl and she began to scrub harder and with fury. She ignored the pain as the loofah made hard strokes over her sore body.
She rubbed her skin raw unril she had finally collapsed to the shower floorand began to sob hard and loud, her eyes tired from crying and her throat raspy from earlier screaming. She felt the water turn cold and finally she sat up and turned the water off. Getting out of the tub she quickly dried herslef and skipped her nightly regiment of applying her lotion and instead dressed quickly in a long shirt and sweat pants. She felt the need to dress quickly and cover up as much of her exposed skin as possible. As she lay in bed that night she dreaded the thought of school and feared the dreams that she sure would come to her in the night. She would never be the same she realised as she drifted off into a restless sleep filled with visions of her assault and the images of her attacker.
The next day Rachel walked through the school, her hair in messy waves her body hidden in a big McKinnley high sweat shirt, her legs hidden in a pair of baggy jeans. She kept her head low as she walked slowly through the crowded halls. Not wanting to be bothered by anyone especially by her bullies or her glee mates.
The school day consisted of Rachel staring down at her hands as she played with her gold star necklace, and her appearance as well as her presence did not go unnoticed by her glee mates as she sat in the choir room, away from the group. She only stared at her necklace, the one he broke.
"Hey Rachel are you ok?" asked Finn quietly enough for her to hear as he stood in front of her.
"I'm fine Finn, please just leave me be." Rachel replied as she continued to turn the necklace in her hands.
Finn could only shove his hands in his pockets and nod his head, "Sure but listen if you need to talk, just shout."
"Sure." Rachel replied no expression upon her face.
Finn continued to worriedly nod his head in return and walked back to his seat next to Quinn on the other side of the room.
"What's wrong with Rachel?" Quinn whispered to Finn who only answered with a shurg of his shoulders.
Will entered the classroom at that moment, his bag of sheet music placed upon the piano as he faced his club. Before he could talk he noticed how everyone there began to glance at Rachel, a look of curiousity and worry graced their faces as they whispered among themselves. He looked at Rachel and was shocked by her appearance as he watched her fidget with something in her away and reminding himself to talk to Rachel, he continued with his lesson.
"Ok guys let's get a set list going on our top favorites."
As the club happily fought over their favorites many continued to notice that Rachel had yet to announce her own favorites and had yet to complain about her lack of solos. Instead she sat silently in the same position as when she had got there.
Rachel could hear them talk amongst themselves and as much as the Rachel Berry inside her wanted to be included and heard, the new Rachel felt distant and unable to care about anything at this moment except getting out of there and going home. Thankfully her dad's went on vacation for a month and she had the house to herself. She wanted so despeartely to hide from everything and everyone. She didn't want to explain, she just want to be alone.
But as soon as she contemplated her night she heard the earth shattering voice of her attacker, Bryan Ryan just entered the room.