A/N: Hey everybody it's me again. Yes I know that I haven't updated again in quite a while. But I've had this chapter written for while so here it is. Chapter 8 of Love the Way You Lie. Only two more chapters left in this story. If you haven't noticed there isn't any songs on this story. But very soon maybe this chapter there will be a song, or maybe in the next to chapters. I'm not sure if I'm doing an Epilogue after the last chapter. anyways here is chapter 8.

Chapter 8

Rachel Berry walked down the halls of her school. Sure she knew what people where talking about. Rachel Berry, pregnant. That's what everyone was talking about even the teachers where talking about her. Quinn was at her side with an in instant of her entering the building. No one dared to try anything.

Rachel Berry had Santana, Sam, Quinn, Puck, and the glee club on her side. She was safe for now, or that's what she thought before the icy liquid came dripping down her face. Frozen in shock. She didn't notice that Puck at pushed the person up against the lockers threatening the person's life. She didn't realize that she was being pulled away by Quinn and Santana to the girls bathroom that was close by to get her cleaned up.

None of those things matter. Her stomach tossed and turned as the smell of the Cherry slushie settled in her nostril's. As they entered the bathroom Rachel burst into the first empty stall she saw and started to puke up everything she had eaten the last few days. Or That's what she thought it felt like. She was also worried about the baby.

"Hey, is she okay in there?" she heard the familiar voice ask one of the girls.

"No, she isn't okay Puck, she is pucking her guts out." the girl hissed " but in a physical state of mind, yes she is fine. No you may not come in." with that Santana shut the door in Puck's face.

"Hey, how are you holding up?" Santana asked.

"Peachy." Rachel replied sarcastically at Santana's question.

"No need to be sarcastic." Santana smirked.

"Sorry, can we get this stuff of me now please?" she asked in almost a pleading way.

"Of course we can." Quinn replied as she helped the girl stand up to her feet.

They went towards the sinks and turned the faucets on and started washing her hair in the luke warm water. Lucky for them it didn't get any where, but her face.

"I just wanted thank you guys,"

"No need to thank us B." Santana replied.

"Yeah, where your friends, and friends help each other out." Quinn told her sincerely.

"I know we never really been friends before, but I wanna try to be your friend. There is no trick to it. Plus that baby is gonna need a lot of friends." Santana told Rachel. Rachel smiled sadly.

"I'm not keeping the baby you guys." Quinn and Santana each gave her a bewildered look.

"What?" Santana and Quinn both asked at the same time.

"I'm not keeping it. I don't want to resent this baby like I know I would when ever the time came for it. I want this baby to have a life it deserves. I want people who want to be parents to this child who rightly deserve to have this baby." Rachel replied as Quinn continued to wash her hair.

"What about the baby? What's if it want's to know its mother in the future?" Santana asked.

"I thought you would be the one to keep the baby once it was born?" Quinn said, not really a question to be answered.

"It was a long grueling process in which I had actually considered on keeping the baby, but I have decided that I want it to have a happy family. It wouldn't be happy being with me and Dave. Eventually one of us will be resenting the baby at one point or another."

"If you think this is what you feel is best, than we support you." Santana said and Quinn nodded along.

"And that's what friends are for. Where just one big giant support group." Quinn, Santana, and Rachel laughed. It felt good to laugh. It felt forever ago since Rachel had last laughed.

"Okay, all done." Quinn said. Rachel slowly and carefully lifted up her head and stood up to dry her hair. She turned to the two girls.

"Thank you," she told them again.

"Anything for a friend Rach." Quinn replied.

"Yup," Santana agreed. Once Rachel's hair dried they met the boys outside the bathroom door and headed towards glee.