After two days full of crying, sleeping and torturing herself, Rachel's nightmare started again;
Monday. For any normal kid it was a new week full of classes,
homework, teachers chewing your ear because you didn't understand
the question, therefore, getting it wrong. For Rachel? It was a new week full of pointing,
laughing, name calling, getting things thrown at her, being the school victim. Everyone thought
that people like Santana, who bullied Rachel, was funny, they thought they were cool. I mean, if you
had power, wouldn't you feel cool? But, they didn't understand Rachel's side of it.
Rachel was a good girl. She never got into any trouble, she never bullied, she always done her work,
she was kindhearted; wasn't that enough? It's like if one thing goes wrong, a bunch of things follow it
until you can't take it anymore. Rachel wasn't just fighting a war with everyone, she was fighting a war
with herself. One part of her was telling her to keep going, stay strong, she could do this and the other part?
Well, that part was telling her to give up. That part wanted her to die. Quinn and Kurt could see the pain
in Rachel's eyes. Everyone could see it. But, day by day that pain turned more and more into numbness
and the more numb she felt, the more suicidal she was. That didn't stop Santana, the Cheerios or
anyone else for that matter. They got worse. Much worse.
When Rachel got to school, there Santana was. With her minions. Waiting.
As soon as Rachel stepped a foot closer to them, more people came out and
started throwing condoms, stones, everything at Rachel. The stones made her bleed
and everything else made her feel mental pain. She looked over and saw Finn, laughing.
Rachel wanted to walk away, go to a corner and cry but they were all crowding around her.
Making her feel small. Tormenting her to a point where she begged them to let her go.
They let her go, but Santana couldn't resist tripping her over as she walked past.
She knelt down next to Rachel and whispered "this is only the beginning" into her ear.
Rachel picked herself up and ran away. The laughter got quieter the further she got
until she threw herself against a wall and started crying. No one could hear her.
She wasn't even near the school. She didn't want to be anywhere near that place,
not when she felt like she was at the edge of the world and everyone was trying to
push her off with a stick.
Sorry there wasn't much speech in this chapter, I wanted to express
how Rachel was feeling more than what she
or anyone else was saying. :) The next chapter might be the end!
I hope you liked it! xoxo