bAN: I only had one review on the last chaper :( I know the last chapter was detailed. It had to be though. You really needed to get to know about Charlie and Rachel's pasts. Charlie is a pretty big character in this story. Sorry to rush off on you guys but it's last and I have school tomorrow. Please review! Btw this a pretty short chapter.
Chapter 3: The cat's out of the bag
Rachel's POV
Two words. Two words that turned my world upside down. I can't be pregnant. I'm only seventeen. What about my future? I'm supposed to become a broadway star not some random woman with a washed up dream who got knocked up at seventeen. That is not Rachel Berry. Rachel Berry does not get drunk and hook up with a man in a commited relationship. What would Finn think? He has a girl friend, a pregnant girlfriend I might add. Oh my goodness, Quinn! She'll murder me. She's going to hate me! I'm going to be known as the homewrecker of the century! "Rachel" Charlie said again, waving her hand in my face. "Charlie..." I whispered, my voice breaking. I felt the tears start to run down my cheeks. Before I knew it arms were wrapping around me. I leaned into Charlie and wrapped my arms around her. "It's going to be alright Rach, I'm here" She whispered into my ear. I snuggled into her hair, smelling the familiar, comforting scent of Vanilla that Charlie always smelt like. I don't know what I'd do without Charlie. She was always there forme whether it was about boy problems or just having a bad hair day, she was always there. I would lean on her when I started getting bullied in school. She was always there walking in when the rest of the world was walking out. "Do you want me to go downstairs and tell your dads with you?" she broke the hug and looked me in the eyes. "It's something I need to do alone." I wanted her there, more than anything. Charlie was like a sister to me, and like a second daughter to my fathers. This was just something I needed to do alone. She understood. She pulled me into one last hug. "Good luck" She told me before leaving. I took a cleansing breath before walking downstairs. Only one of fathers were home. "Daddy?" I asked him. He looked up from the sofa. "Rachel, honey are you alright? You look like you've been crying!" Big brown eyes met mine. For the first time in my life, I was a loss for words. How was I supposed to tell him that his perfect little angel, is going to be having a perfect little angel? "Do you love me?" I simply asked him. "Of course Rachel, more than anything." He told me with his brows furrowed. "I did something bad Daddy, something really awful." I felt tears rolling down my flushed pink cheeks yet again. I was hugged for the third time that day. It felt great feeling loved, how much longer would it last? "Oh Rachel, I'm sure it's not as bad as you think." He told me. "I'm... I'm pregnant." I hugged him tighter, silently praying he wouldn't let go of me. Much to my suprise, he wrapped his arms tighter around me. "Oh Rachel..." He trailed off. I looked up and saw the tears rolling down his chocolate brown skin. "I'm so sorry, Daddy. I was at a party. I was drunk and stupid and..." "I know you know that what you do was wrong." He cut me off "but I also know that you are the most responsible, level headed, remarkable girl I've ever met. Am I upset? Of course I am. Do I love you any less? Not a chance." He kissed me on my forehead. "We'll get through this together."
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BE- I slammed my hand down on my alarm clock. I looked at my alarm clock. 6:00. Today was going to be a long day. Today was going to be the day I told Finn.