I am really sorry for the late update, I've been busy with school and stuff but here it is.
The paparazzi are in front of the theater waiting and I have no idea where Santana is, everybody probably expects us to arrive together since, as for as they know, we are still best friends forever. I decide to stay inside of the cab for a while longer and tell the driver that I will pay him extra so he doesn't make a bug deal out of it. I grab my phone and call Santana
"Santana, are you almost here?"
"No, why" she sounds annoyed "I'm not even late yet Berry"
"That's not it, there's paparazzi everywhere and we need to arrive together"
"Oh shit, lets just meet at the corner ok"
"Yeah"
I ask the driver to take me one block further and pay him when I can see Santana arrive, the paparazzi hasn't seen me coming out of the cab so for them it should look normal. I small talk with Santana about the play to make it seem normal and when we arrive at the door everybody is screaming at us and I answer a couple of simple questions. We take some pictures and go inside.
When it's time to rehearse I look at Santana and suddenly feel very proud, the longer I think about it the more I feel like I did the wrong thing here and now I'm not sure if we're ever going to be ok again. I walk to the stage and we start learning out new choreography which isn't really difficult but there is some very obvious tension between me and Santana and everybody notices. I'm not focusing well and when our producer yells at me to 'not look like an idiot' I just fall to the ground and hit my knee. It hurts like hell but I don't want to stop so I just continue dancing.
After another thirty minutes we get a break and I sit down in my dressing room, my knee still hurting a lot. I can't believe that this is actually happening. I can see it getting blue, almost purple, and with my knee looking like a giant blueberry I won't be able to perform. The producer walks in and asks if I'm ok
"It's ok, I'll be back in five"
"It doesn't look ok Rachel, are you sure you don't want to rest"
"No really!" I almost shout "Everything is fine" I stand up but I feel a lot of pain in my knee so I need to sit down again almost immediately
"It would be better to rest for now, you could make it worse. Just go se a doctor"
"No really I-"
"Rachel, I will see you tomorrow and you'll give me a note from your doctor"
"Ok, see you tomorrow"
He walks away and I can't handle keeping in my tears anymore. I just start sobbing uncontrollably in my dressing room and I'm all alone. After crying for a while I decide that it might be best to go see a doctor and I try to walk again. It already feels a bit better but still I decide to lean on the handrails and just walk on the other foot. When I get to the street I'm glad to see that the paparazzi is gone and I grab a cab to the hospital.
After some medical exams
"Well miss Berry, there's nothing broken but I'm afraid that you'll have to rest for at least two weeks"
"NO, I can't do that. I need to perform"
"Well you probably have an understudy that can take over your role for two weeks and maybe you'll be healed"
"What do you mean maybe"
"It could take up to six weeks"
I can feel everything fall apart, his words just keep replaying in my head and I can't seem to notice anything that is happening. I think I can hear the doctor talking vaguely in the background about this not being the end of the world but he doesn't understand, it is. This should have been my break through, my key to Broadway. But if I don't even play that won't happen. And Santana will get what she wanted after all.
After sitting in the room silent for a while I see that my doctor is trying to get my attention.
"I get that this is frustrating, but if you dance now you might never dance ever again in the future. I'll give you your crutches and I'll see you in two weeks."
"Ok"
I just can't say anything more and go home. When I get there I check my phone and see that I have three missed calls from Santana, she also send me a lot of texts all saying that I need to call her and tell her what's going on. I text back that she needs to come to Quinn's place and start making myself some lunch to kill time. After a while I hear the bell and Santana is standing at my door.
"What the hell" she says looking at my crutches "What did you get yourself into"
"I can't walk or dance anymore for at least two weeks so you got what you wanted. The role is yours. I won't be able to play because I'm going to miss way to many rehearsals. I know I was wrong yelling at you before and getting mad because you auditioned but now I just can't help but feel really shitty about this"
"Rachel, if you want to I can quit the play? I know how much this meant to you and if it makes you feel better I really didn't plan to take you out of the show. I really just wanted experience."
"You can't quit now Santana you worked really hard for this and now the one taking over my role is someone that I know which does make me feel better."
"I'm so sorry"
"Come on let's go and eat something. I was just making lunch" we walk to the kitchen and prepare lunch without speaking. We eat dinner in front of the tv and laugh at stupid tv shows. When Quinn comes back I can't help but smile.
"Hi babe" she says while entering the living room "Hi S" she gives me a quick kiss and Santana makes puking noises
"I don't need to see this"
"Well get out then" I say mockingly
"I know that was a joke but I seriously need to get going" Santana says "Will you be at the theater tomorrow?"
"Yeah, I'll need to tell everybody that I'm out and I also need to go to work and see what I can do there"
"Ok I'll see you tomorrow. Good luck with everything"
"What is she talking about" Quinn says
"Wait, I'll just walk her to the door"
"Don't Rachel" Santana says and Quinn still looks confused "You need to rest" And with that Santana leaves and that leaves me and a very confused Quinn on the couch.
"What happened babe?"
I tell her the whole story and she just holds me as I start crying again. I tried to stay cool because Santana was here but I feel really shitty about this. This was my dream and now it's all ruined. I should consider myself lucky if I ever get to play in a play this good ever again. But lying in Quinn's arms I already feel a lot better. I just hope that both if my bosses won't be to hard on me tomorrow.
I'm so sorry for the late update. Life had just been busy but I'll really try my best to update more. Are you guys liking the story so far? Any suggestions?