Author's note: First of all, thanks so much for all your reviews. They really do mean a lot.
This chapter was originally heaps longer, so I split it into two parts, because it was getting far too long. The next part is almost done. My internet isn't being too reasonable recently, so I'll get it up when I can. OKAY. Here we go...
Rachel and Kurt stood in front of Rachel's front door. Rachel took a deep breath. Kurt took her hand and gently squeezed it. "You'll be fine." Kurt assured her. Rachel nodded and Kurt opened the door. Rachel was surprised at how quickly Carole had set the place up. There was a table covered in food and drinks. People were everywhere, standing, sitting, talking to each other. Rachel slowly entered the room slowly, as she did Carole approached her.
"Rachel, I'm so sorry about your dads." She said as she hugged Rachel, she then pulled away but kept her hands on Rachel's shoulders, "I've missed seeing you around."
"I've missed being around." Rachel answered, not making eye contact.
"Finn won't tell me why you two broke up, you always seemed to be pretty happy together, if you don't mind me saying."
"It's kind of a long story."
"That's what Finn said. But don't worry, I won't make you go into it if you don't want to. I should've gone into it."
"It's fine."
"I better get back to work, chips are running low." Carole said as she turned to leave.
"Thank you for doing this." Rachel said while she was still in earshot. She turned back around.
"It's fine, honey, you don't have to thank me." Carole had been gone less than twenty seconds when Rachel's Great Aunt Harriet appeared.
"You sang beautifully at the service, Rachel. You're voice has really come along."
"Thanks."
"I was so upset to hear about poor Hiram and Leroy. It's tragic."
"Yeah." Rachel said quietly.
"Rachel," Kurt turned to her "Do you want me to get you a drink?"
"Um, yeah, sure." Rachel replied. Kurt let go of her hand.
"I'll be right back." Kurt said as he left.
"Is that your boyfriend?" Harriet whispered. Rachel smiled a little.
"No, he's just a friend."
"Do you want him to be your boyfriend? He seems awfully nice, and he always seems to be holding your hand."
"No, he's actually gay. He's just a really good friend."
"Oh. Do you have a boyfriend?" Harriet asked, Rachel was getting a little annoyed.
"No. I, um, gotta go. Nice to talk to you."
"You too!" Harriet said enthusiastically as Rachel turned away. Rachel saw Kurt and went up behind him.
"She asked me if you were my boyfriend." She whispered in Kurt's ear. Kurt laughed as he handed Rachel a coke. They made their way to an empty spot on the couch, stopping to hear several condolences from different people, including Mr. Schue and Mrs. Pillsbury-Howell. As Rachel and Kurt sat down Puck sat beside Rachel.
"How're you doing, Berry?" Puck asked sympathetically.
"Honestly?" Rachel asked.
"Honestly."
"Honestly, I feel like shit." Rachel answered. Puck looked surprised.
"Rachel Berry swears. The day has come!" Puck acted like a preacher.
"I'm pretty sure I've earned it by now."
"Oh, you've earned it alright." Puck said as he put his hand on her shoulder. "But seriously, it's really crap about your dads. If you ever need anything; someone to carry your books at school, or jump in front of flying slushies, I'll be there. I called when I first heard, but Kurt here wouldn't let me come over."
"I'm sorry, I didn't want to see anyone." Rachel said.
"I get it. It's okay. Just remember my offer." Puck said as he got up. Rachel watched him head towards the food table.
"So much for badass." Kurt commented with a small smile. Rachel laughed a little.
"Anything he does is badass. According to him anyway." Kurt laughed. Several more people approached Rachel and offered their condolences. Rachel started to get a bit overwhelmed. "Kurt, I just need to leave for a while. I'll come back down soon." Rachel said as she moved away from Kurt.
"Rachel? Are you alright? You look a little pale." Kurt asked urgently.
"Yeah. I just need a breather. I'll just be in my room." Rachel quickly left and quietly made her way up the stairs and into her room, hoping no one noticed her leaving.
Rachel had broken down a few times in the past few days. But not like this. She picked up a pillow off her bed and threw it across the room, knocked all the things off her bedside table then picked up a framed picture of the Glee club that was on her desk and threw it on the ground, the glass smashed loudly.
She was angry, angry at herself, angry at the drunk driver that killed her dads, angry at Finn Hudson and angry at herself. She fell onto the bed and screamed into her remaining pillow, the scream was followed by cries that shook her whole body. Tears were flowing out of her eyes faster than she thought possible. She was crying so hard that she didn't hear the door open or the person entering the room.
A/N: Dun dun. Don't worry, nothing too bad. I'm just being really evil to Rachel.
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