Chapter Two

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Rachel's POV

I drove home with tears streaming down my face, dreading what was waiting for me at home. My father wouldn't be there to comfort me, but my stepmother. Lisa was a self-centered gold digger. She was immensely beautiful, there was no doubt about it, but she was a cold-hearted bitch. I remember a time when I was crying my eyes out one day after school and she said, "Quit crying, it only makes you uglier and I never thought that was possible, but you always surprise me with how ugly you are. I don't know why your father keeps you around. I would have sent you off to boarding school already."

From the first time we met, I have hated her guts because in front of my father, she acted like an angel, but once he left; she would torment me. It was like school all over again. I have tried talking to my father about it, but he dismisses my complaints because he's enamored by her. My father hasn't been this happy since my mother.

The story of my mother is still painful because she left us without a second thought. She never said goodbye, but left in the middle of the night, leaving all her possessions. I don't know what was going through her head at that moment, but I believed she did it because she felt trapped with my father and me. I don't think she was ever happy and I don't blame her. Her dreams of Broadway were thrashed when she got pregnant with me.

Growing up without a mother's love is the hardest thing because every girl needs a mother. I use to cry when I saw classmates of mine with their mothers. All of them giggling and smiling with contentment when I was in the corner feeling more alone than ever before. My father has always been at school events with me, but he didn't understand my yearning for my mother.

After wiping the last of my tears from my face, I walk into the enormous building before me and try to dash up the stairs without being insulted by Lisa, but of course she catches me before I can escape. It's just my luck. She calls me into the kitchen to help prepare dinner or more like prepare dinner. The bitch was lazy and never wanted to do anything.

"Big nose, get in here now! Make dinner before your father gets home."

I wanted to scream no, but I knew my father would be disappointed in me. "Yes, Lisa."

She smirked with satisfaction and slipped out of the kitchen leaving me by myself. I began taking out all the necessary ingredients for spaghetti which included; pasta, pasta sauce, ground beef, etc. I was boiling the pasta in a big pot when Lisa comes back, but she isn't alone. She brought along with her the last person I wanted to see, Quinn.

"Sweetie, you have a visitor." She said with a forced smile.

Lisa insisted I attend to my guest while she attempted to prepare the spaghetti. I led Quinn into the family room and turned to face her, but she surprises me when she smiles softly. I don't get smiles from people often so, when I do, I'm extremely happy. We sit down on the black leather loveseat my father loved dearly and stared at each other awkwardly.

I finally broke the silence when I said, "Quinn, what are you doing here?"

"Earlier at the clinic, I was crying and you didn't ask me why. Well, I needed to tell someone and I can't tell anyone else because they would just use it against me. So, here it is. I'm pregnant. I never meant for this to happen and the worst part is, it's not Finn's."

I didn't know whether to be happy or shocked, but I didn't let her see how happy I was. "Well, what are you going to do about the baby? Eventually, you will start showing."

I've never seen Quinn cry before this day so, when she broke down again, I froze. "Quinn, it's okay. There are options such as abortion or adoption."

She looked up with new found hope. "I can end this pregnancy if I wanted?"

I smiled softly trying very hard not to tell her it was wrong. "Yeah, but you would need the father's consent."

Her whole face dropped after the new information. I'm guessing it's because she didn't want the baby's father to know. "I don't want anyone else to know."

I clasped her hand in mine; trying to reassure her that everything would be okay. "I believe everything will work out fine in the end. I'm sure the baby's father doesn't want this baby either."

"Thanks, Berry I don't know what I would have done if hadn't spoken to you about this dilemma. I'll talk to Puck."

My eyes popped out of my eye sockets at the mention of Noah. "Wait, Noah is the baby's father. Isn't he Finn's best friend? I'm not trying to judge."

She gave me her usual glare. "I don't think that's really any of your business. I hope you're smart enough to know that if word gets out about this, I will end you."

"I would never spread rumors about something so serious."

"Good. Well, I'm out of here."

Before I could even walk her out the door, Lisa pulled me into the kitchen.

"Your friend is beautiful. Why is she hanging out with you?" She asked with disbelief.

"She isn't my friend."

"Whew… I almost had a heart attack. Now, go finish the spaghetti."

I began fixing up the spaghetti sauce when my thoughts emerged. How could Quinn cheat on Finn, especially with Noah? Noah was nothing like sweet Finn. Why was I even thinking about Finn when I knew it would never happen? I should just be realistic and think about New York and what awaits for me there.

I heard the front door open and knew my father was home. I ran over to him and hugged him tightly while he looked down at me with concern. I wish I could tell him everything, but I knew he would never believe me. You would think your own dad would have your back, but I knew mine didn't.

"What's wrong, Pumpkin?"

"Nothing, I just missed you."

He smiled and released me, but I held on tighter. "Honey, I'm just a call away. You could've called me."

I forced a smile. "Yeah, I know, but I was just really busy and couldn't find the time."

He began looking around for Lisa and I took that as my cue to leave. I ran upstairs into my room and lay down on my big, pink, plump bed. As I lay there, I thought of my mother and realized I was just like her because I would have run off too.

Noah's POV

I was in my room thinking when my phone rang and I lost my train of thought. I looked at the caller ID and smiled because it was Quinn, just as I expected. "Hey, sweet thing, what's up?"

She was silent for a minute, but finally whispered, "Can I come over?"

I laughed and whispered back, "When have you ever asked?"

I heard no laughter and suddenly, I knew something was very wrong. "Quinn, what's going on?"

"I'll tell you when I get over there…"

I hung up the phone before she could say anymore. I had a feeling I wasn't going to like the news. I waited impatiently for her to arrive which was another twenty minutes. When she arrived, I could see traces of tears on her face and my stomach clenched at the sight.

"What happened, Quinn?"

She inhaled a huge breath and finally said, "I'm pregnant with our baby, Puck."

I shook my head in disbelief. "No, I don't believe you. I always used protection and you said you were on the pill."

She let out a tired sigh. "Yeah, well they're not one hundred percent effective."

"Well, why are you telling me this?"

She looked at everything, but me. "I want to get an abortion, but I need your permission since you are the father of the baby."

I was too young to understand what she was asking, but I had my whole life ahead of me so I said, "Well, you have it. Get rid of it. I don't want it and I'm sure you don't either because then, Finn would find out about you cheating."

She looked up and I saw tears pooling in her eyes. "You don't think we're rushing the decision? I might want this baby, but you don't even care."

I stood up and stared daggers into her eyes. "I am too young to be anyone's goddamn father! I will not be responsible for that child growing up to be a screw up."

She began pacing around my room. "I don't understand you. Why is it you don't care about anything? Why do you have to be such an ass all the time? Why can't you show some humanity?"

I stepped in front of her to stop her from pacing. "Do you want this baby, honestly?"

She stopped dead in her tracks and looked up at me, shaking her head. "No, I don't, but I thought you would want to have a baby with me or at least try to convince me that we should keep our baby."

Before I could stop myself, I laughed harshly. "I don't want kids and I wouldn't want kids with you. We are just fuck buddies, Quinn or did you forget that?"

She turned to leave, but I grabbed her arm. "Get that abortion before it's too late."

Once she left, I thought about everything she said, but she was right. I was inhumane. I couldn't even comfort her or try to work things out with her. I just wanted an out. Maybe, this has something to do with my father leaving me and never being in the picture, but I somehow doubt that. My mother is the most caring woman on earth and yet she bore a son with no heart.