Rachel was awake, but was afraid to open her eyes. She was thinking about the events of the previous night. It all seemed like a dream. The past four months all felt like something she thought up in her head.
But then Rachel finally felt something warm against her back. Is Daddy in bed with me? Is this his way of knowing where I am at all times? How am I gonna get up? Rachel thought.
Rachel slowly pulled back the covers, careful to not wake up her bunkmate. Free of the covers, she felt a rush of cool air and noticed there was an arm across her waist. Rachel tried to suppress her frustration. Of course, this way he'll know when I try to get out if bed, she told herself.
Rachel took a deep breath and slowly grasped the arm by the wrist. She noticed it was smaller than she remembered. Rachel finally looked over her shoulder seeing the face of her captor.
"Santana!" Rachel practically yelled in disbelief. She jumped out of bed, staring at the Latina.
The yell woke all three girls up. Brittany and Quinn jumped up on the other side of the bed, while Santana sat up.
"What the hell is going on?" Rachel asked, staying as far away as possible. She kept eyeing the door, but knew she wouldn't make it with three athletic girls in her way.
"Rachel its ok, we're not going to hurt you," Santana said in a calm voice. Slowly she started to get out from beneath the covers.
"You all hate me. What else are you gonna do to me?" Rachel argued.
"Do you remember anything from last night?" Quinn asked.
Rachel looked down. "No that was a dream," Rachel countered shaking her head.
"Why would you dream that we come to your rescue when you believe we hate you?" Quinn asked.
Rachel didn't answer. She kept shaking her head. "This is all a dream."
Santana was finally standing in front of Rachel. "It wasn't a dream Rachel. We were worried. We followed you home. We saw what your dad was doing. Quinn and I subdued him while you and Britt packed. You're safe now." Santana slowly reached out to Rachel placing her hand on her arm.
Rachel felt the sting of tears. She continued to look down, afraid to look anyone in the eyes. "If last night happened, then everything happened. Dad cheated on Daddy. Then he left. He just left for his young new hot thing, leaving me alone with Daddy. And I knew about Dad. I've known since Nationals. I saw him when Kurt and I went to Breakfast at Tiffany's. I confronted Dad, and he made me promise to keep quiet. Well it didn't take long for Daddy to find out. And he found out everything. He left me with Daddy. And Daddy has been drinking and taking his anger out on me. Everything was real..." Tears were rolling down her face. "This was not a nightmare. It was real. It was all real"
Rachel's knees gave out, but Santana caught her. The petite girl buried her face into the crook of Santana's neck. She allowed the girl to hold her. She felt her body be engulfed as Quinn and Brittany joined them.