"I got in earlier today. I just really wanted to see him but I was unsure of how my presence would affect him," she said. She shifted nervously in her seat. The last time Rachel had seen her wasn't exactly the most pleasant experience, so she didn't know how the older lady felt towards her.
"I'm sorry Rachel; Noah's at the precinct right now. He's pulling double duty. He won't be home until much later," Mrs. Puckerman said, "but how about you come inside and we can catch up?"
"I'd like that a lot." Mrs. Puckerman stepped aside as Rachel opened the door and followed her into the familiar house she used to live in when she was much younger.
"Just the way you liked it," Mrs. Puckerman said placing the mug of coffee in front of her, "now tell me how my lovely daughter-in-law has been doing?" Rachel gave her a sad smile as the tears began to pool on the surface of her eyes.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to cry Mrs. Puckerman."
"Hey, where did all of this Mrs. Puckerman stuff come from; its mom, remember?"
"I just thought since me and Noah are going through this process that…" Mrs. Puckerman held up her hand to stop Rachel from going on.
"You're always welcome into this family no matter what my idiotic son chooses to do. How are your fathers? Have things gotten better between you three?" Rachel shook her head sadly.
"They're happy that I achieved my Broadway dreams, but everything else, not so much," she replied. Mrs. Puckerman placed her hand over Rachel's and gave it an assuring squeeze.
"Well, can't really blame them. It did come to a surprise to all of us."
"Yeah," Rachel answered as she thought about the day they told their parents that they got married.
Rachel looked at Puck in disarray. They couldn't even stand being near each other yet here they were, sitting in the living room waiting for her parents to come in.
"This is your entire fault Noah," Rachel grunted.
"Mine? Who's the one who couldn't control their alcohol," he retorted.
"Who's the one who suggested we go and engage in drinking activities when we're clearly not old enough?"
"I didn't hear you complaining at all last night for that matter." She pouted and folded her arms across her chest. Before she could say anything, her dads entered the room making their way to the couch sitting in front of them.
"What did you need to tell us sweetie?" Seth said.
"Well, um, um Noah has something to tell you," she said quickly. The blush was evident on her face while her parents sat back amused. Puck looked at her in shock unsure of what to do or say.
"What is it that you need to tell us Noah," Alan, her dad, asked.
"We kind of um I'm not sure how to say this."
"Oh god! You took away our baby girl's virginity and got her pregnant huh! I should've known something like this would happen after the whole Quinn fiasco," Seth blurted out.
"Not exactly… We kind of got married." Rachel let out a high pitched eep before covering her fact with both of her hands.
"How do you kind of get married," Alan said cracking his knuckles sternly.
"Well –"
"Not you. I want to hear this from Rachel."
"It's actually a funny story. You see, Noah and I were both heartbroken about the sudden reunion of Quinn and Finn so we decided life was too short to sit and dwell in misery. One thing led to another, and we woke up the next morning together in bed with a 25 cent ring and a picture of us at a wedding chapel."
"Oh god Rachel," Seth said throwing his arms in the air, "how could you be so reckless?"
"I'm sorry daddy. I didn't realize what I was doing but dad is a lawyer. You can get us out of this right," she asked looking over at Alan who was shaking his head, his anger evident on his face.
"I can but I'm not going to. Marriage is not something you play with and frankly, I'm disappointed in you. Going out, getting drunk and marrying someone you're not even in a committed relationship. We did not raise you this way and frankly, it's too hard to look at you right now," he said getting up from his seat. Seth stood up with him as well.
"What do you mean?"
"I want you out of this house."
"What?" both Rachel and Puck screeched.
"I'm really disappointed in you right now Rachel and I really don't want to see you right now. You thought you were old enough to get married without anyone's consent, you're old enough to find a way to survive out there on your own and get yourself out of this mess."
"You can't be serious."
"I am. Get whatever you need; you can take your car. We're going out. I really don't want to see you when we get home." Alan began to walk out of the room with Seth close behind him.
"Rach, are you okay?" Puck asked. Rachel didn't respond; instead she just looked forward. Her eyes were glazed over. After a few minutes, sound finally left Rachel's mouth.
"He's overreacting right? He can't throw me out. I'm his only daughter."
"I really don't know Rach. Come here," he said pulling her close to him. She grabbed onto his and let the tears fall freely from her face.
"What am I going to do," she said through sobs.
"Let's go talk to my mom."
"Rachel, are you listening?" Mrs. Puckerman's voice said bringing her back to reality.
"Huh? I'm sorry. I guess I just spaced out," she said wiping her tears. Mrs. Puckerman looked at her sadly.
"It's okay. I was just going to say that Annie is going to be home anytime now and I need to go to work."
"Oh, I'm sorry from keeping you. I'll just make my way-"
"Don't be ridiculous Rachel. This is your home too and I'm pretty sure Annie would love to see you. She misses you a lot."
"I miss her too."
"Mom?" a voice called out from the living room.
A quick update for all of you. I have to say I hate to do this but I'm already busy as it is. The lack of reviews I've been getting just makes me not want to make the effort. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate all of you who have reviews and story alerted but getting 1-2 reviews for each chapter is really disheartening. So please review.