Next chapter! Yay! And it's even got Mrs. Schue's POV! Well anyways enjoy!
DISCLAIMER: No we don't own it. Otherwise April probably would have a bit more backstory and stuff. Anyways we think Will/April is adorable!
MRS. SCHUESTER'S POV
Dinner was quite interesting. I made lasagna; Will, Emma, and April ate most of theirs—well April ate all of it, and then half of another piece. She must've been starving, she's worn herself out, when I came to the door she basically sleepwalked into the living room. I'm just as worried about her as I am Rachel.
Rachel just picked at her food. I don't think she ate a bite. Yeah, she drank, but that was about it. She's back on the couch, staring into space. Emma immediately started cleaning up the kitchen after we were done eating. I tried to stop her and offered to do it, but Will explained to me that she was afraid of germs, so I let her clean. One less thing for me to worry about, I guess.
April is nodding off at the table, poor thing. "April, sweetie, how much sleep have you gotten since Rachel's been here?" I calmly ask.
She yawns, "I have no idea anymore, Mrs. Schue. I don't even remember the last time I ate something that wasn't microwaveable or take out…"
"If you want me to make you something else, just let me know…" I offer. Will looks at me, "You called me to come over so I could take care of her and Rachel, that's what I'm doing…"
He nods, "Okay mom. I'm gonna go talk to Emma…"
"Thanks Mrs. Schue…" April smiles, and yawns again.
"Call me Debbie honey. Mrs. Schue makes me feel old…" I smile. She giggles, and keeps yawning. "Looks like somebody needs some more shut eye…"
All she does is nod in agreement and walks back into Will's room. I make my way into the kitchen where I hear laughter. Emma is vigorously scrubbing at a plate while Will is laughing at the counter.
"Hey mom…"
"Hey. How much sleep has April really gotten? She couldn't keep her eyes open during dinner…" I ask.
"There were some nights that she couldn't get any. And sometimes it would be two or three in a row. I let her sleep in Spanish all the time…" Will answers.
I sigh, she's gonna need to sleep for days, but she also needs to eat and study. I won't bother her anymore tonight, but she's got school tomorrow. Emma's finally finished cleaning and we make our way back into the living room to focus on Rachel. She's laying on her side, crying. My first concern is her eating, she's got to be starving, I can tell by the way her arms are wrapped around her chest.
Emma sits down in the chair beside the couch, Will on the floor, and I sit on the chair across from Emma.
"Rachel, how're you feeling?" I ask. She just groans. I know she probably doesn't want to talk about it right now, but she needs to, so I can help her. "I know you've got to be hungry. Your stomach won't hurt as much, and you'll feel better if you eat something."
She closes her eyes and a tear falls, but she also nods. I ask Will to bring me a few crackers and he does. I help Rachel sit up and I sit down next to her, grabbing the plate from the coffee table. Rachel looks down at it and smiles, I know she wants to eat. Something's just keeping her from actually doing it, like she's scared.
"Go ahead, you can eat them. I had Will get them so you could." I calmly say to her.
She slowly picks up one of the crackers and literally nibbles on it. We're all smiling because she's finally attempting to eat something again, especially Will. I know he's relieved because he sounded really worried when he told me she wasn't eating. I watch her as she slowly eats the rest of the cracker, and leans back on the couch.
I decide that one cracker is okay to start with and I'm not going to pressure her into eating a whole lot right now. I just know that she has a tiny bit of something in her system.
"Emma, if you need to go home, I've got everything pretty much under control." I offer.
Rachel shakes her head no. It does make sense though, April's been with her for two weeks, and she's sound asleep, and Emma's been here for the past few hours, and from what I've heard, she's taken some baby steps with Rachel. Her recovery is definitely going to be nothing but tiny baby steps. But we've made a few, and that's a good thing.
"Rachel, you're going to be okay with Mrs. Schue. If I didn't think you would be, I wouldn't agree to leaving. I'll call later tonight and see how things are going. But I really do need to get home though…" Emma calmly says.
Rachel sighs and nods. Will stands up and walks Emma to the door. I try to get Rachel to tell me a little bit about what happened. The only thing she's told me so far is that she's absolutely terrified. I had to reassure her that everything would be okay if she talked to me, because I could help her get better, I just needed to know what was wrong first.
Will mouths to me that he's going to go check on April, and grade some Spanish quizzes. I let him have the time to do whatever it was that he needed.
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WILL'S POV
8 PM
Today has definitely been crazy. Rachel told April that he's been threatening to kill her, we rushed home and April sat with Rachel all afternoon. Emma basically ran over here too, and has been a huge help. My kitchen is the cleanest it's been in a long time. Now my mom is here, sitting with Rachel, April's sound asleep in bed, but she desperately needs it. I really want to let her stay home from school tomorrow to catch up on her sleep, and school work, but she probably won't want to.
I slowly walk into my bedroom and find her laying flat on her back in the middle of the bed with the covers all twisted around her body. She's completely out of it, and she actually looks like she's sleeping peacefully. I gently straighten the sheets around her and cover her back up. She sighs and rolls onto her side, grabbing hold of the blanket, and her hair falls in her face when she moves her head. I slowly brush the pieces back off of her face behind her ear, she didn't even flinch. She will definitely be out until morning
It's now ten and mom's trying to get Rachel to get cleaned up and in bed. Rachel's afraid to sleep because she thinks she's going to see him when she closes her eyes. Rachel keeps yawning, so we both know she's tired, but she's reluctant.
"Rachel, listen. If you want me to sit right outside the bathroom door while you take your shower, I will. No one is going to hurt you…" I hear my mom saying in the living room.
I get up and make my way into the living room to figure out what's going on. Once I get there, Rachel's crying and my mom is sitting next to her, holding her hand. "What happened?"
"She's scared to be by herself Will." my mom tells me.
"Rachel, I know you're really scared. But no one else is gonna come in or leave this house tonight. I just want you to let my mom help you." I calmly tell her.
She starts sobbing and I'm silently praying that April won't wake up. My mom notices the worried look on my face and immediately remembers April. "Shhh… shhh… you're going to get better, I'm gonna help you." I hear her say.
Rachel leans into my mom's shoulder and continues to cry. "It… it hurt… so bad…"
I sigh and glance into my bedroom, surprisingly, she's still sound asleep.
"It's okay now baby, no one's going to hurt you…" my mom calmly says, gently rocking Rachel.
My mom keeps rocking her for what seems like forever until her sobs turn into silent tears and finally her breathing seems to have evened out. She's sleeping, thank god. But who knows how long this will last. I smile at my mom and whisper, "Thanks, tonight might have been another sleepless night for the both of them…"
"It's not a problem honey. I knew you really needed somebody when you called this afternoon, sounds like you could use a little more sleep yourself…" she replies.
I glance down at my watch and notice that it's almost 11:30, yeah I do need sleep. "Goodnight mom…" I whisper. She smiles and says the same thing back to me.
I make my way into my bedroom and April is in the middle of the bed, again. I quietly walk into the bathroom and change. When I finally get into bed myself, April sighs and rolls over closer to me. I wrap my arm around her and close my eyes.