Authors Note:

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Dialogue in Bold is the voice in Rachel's head.

Shattered Voice

Chapter 5-

Quinn Fabray needed to die. I watched her walk into school, sipping her coffee, smiling at everyone, so, happy… not for long. We sat down in Glee for an early practice, she sat her coffee on the table and got up to work with Santana on the dancing. I played with the glass vial in my hand and un-screwed the bottle cap, once it was done I couldn't turn back, I tipped the entire vial into Quinn's coffee just before she turned around.

Glee rehearsals finished and Quinn picked up her coffee, I fiddled with vial and re-read the label; Suxamethonium chloride (Succinylcholine.)

Quinn walked out and was about to take a drink of her coffee, but I panicked, I can't go through with this, I can't kill her. Even though everything in my head told me to let her drink it, I couldn't I ran behind her and kicked her heel. She almost tripped and instead spilled the coffee on the floor. I sighed in relief, Quinn turned to me and I saw more fury in her eyes than I could've imagined and she raised her hand, I shut my eyes and I heard a slap and my cheek burned, and she stormed away.

I was completely lost in my thoughts, so scared of what I almost did, when someone steps out in front of me and I walk into them. My eyes finally focus on the ignorant bastard in my way, Jacob Ben Israel, the school's gossip and the guy who had an obsessive crush on me, ever since I rejected him he has been spreading gossip about me and making people hate me more than they already do. He is just another person who broke me. As soon as I see him my temper begins to flare, and then he waves a voice recorder in my face practically shoving it down my throat and my anger multiplies.

His nasally voice is extremely irritating and incredibly demeaning to whoever he is talking to and makes me want to shove my fist down his throat.

"Rachel, Rachel! Damn that skirt makes your legs look hot, you would make such a good housewife or even one of those hot receptionist's if you got a boob job. But that's not what I want talk to you about sex kitten. An anonymous witness reported seeing Quinn Fabray, the luscious blonde cheerleader, kissing with your man-candy Sam Evans. What do you have to say about this? Did you know he was cheating on you? How do you feel? Do you feel crushed, alone? Now that you're alone again how bout you and me take the skin boat to tuna town?"

He looked at Rachel's furious expression and laughed sarcastically "I'm kidding Berry… Even I wouldn't touch you."

After every question my rage rose until I was shaking in fury and pain, this time it was different I still felt the burning pain through my veins and the edge of vision was tinted with red, but I did not cry out, I did not collapse, I did not say anything.

"This will not go on, I will finish this"

He laughed and strutted away walking like he owned the school, I stumbled into the bathroom and clutched the sink so tightly my knuckles turned white. I looked into the mirror and the stranger looked back at me and smirked and winked, I did not fight it, I let go and let my rage consume me and welcomed the darkness filling my vision.

I woke up again not knowing where I was or what had happened or what time it was, my muscles aching feeling heavy. A dim light flickered from a lamp in the corner of a room, not my room, it looks like a motel room. I wiped my eyes and caught sight of hands, blood… they are covered in blood. I shake in fear… what had happened? I checked my pockets and pulled out my phone, it's only 2am, I had only been out for one night. I stood up on shaky legs, putting my hands on the wall for balance, I looked around the room, one thing stood out. The blood, so much blood. The bed sat in the centre of the room, the sheets were all crumpled and there was a massive stain of crimson almost covering the entire bed. I don't know what to do, I walk outside and realise where I am.

I start to walk home, half way there I start to panic, what had I done! I start to hyperventilate, I cant breathe and then it stops and I puke my guts up onto the sidewalk, who had I hurt? I feel so numb, I get home and sneak past my dad that is passed out drunk on the couch, television blaring. I get into the shower, the water runs off tinged red and I stand and wait until the water runs clear until I go into my room and sit on my bed and begin to sob. I can hear the lounge room television it is reporting breaking news. A McKinley high student has been reported missing, and that anyone that knows anything should come to the police.

No.

This couldn't be happening.

I couldn't have done it.

I just can't think about this and it will all be ok.

Jacob Ben Israel is missing.

A/N:

Sorry if anyone found Jacob untasteful or offensive, but I was trying to make his persona very sleazy, demeaning and arrogant.

Suxamethonium chloride or better known as Succinylcholine is an drug that cannot be found in the body unless specifically tested and relaxes the muscles and if given enough prevents breathing.

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