Author's Note: Sorry for the delay, I was on vacation and my friend's internet router wasn't working so I couldn't get online to post it. Then, I kept putting this off because I couldn't figure out how to go about it-I had the idea in my head, but I couldn't find the right words to type up. Thank you all for the wonderful response to the last chapter though, I'm glad so many of you liked it. Also, did you all think that I would seriously hurt Shelby? I love her! I couldn't do that, haha. At least not physically anyway. ;) Oh, and this chapter is relatively short because I have a horrible case of writer's block and I still fucking hate the outcome of this. It's basically just words on paper(or computer if you want to be technical about it.)
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Shelby was never one to let down her walls, her defenses, but when it came to Rachel, she didn't care. However, she felt as if all the emotions she'd kept bottled in for so long were starting to take it's toll on her. As the text message from Rachel's cell phone flashed across her screen she felt as if her heart had took a dive into her stomach. She wasn't really sure what it was that kept her from replying, from jumping in her car and heading to her daughter's rescue(whatever that may be), but something did-and she felt as if that something was slowly eating her alive.
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Rachel looked anxiously up at Quinn who did her ebst to give the brunette a reassuring smile when in all actuality, she was feeling the same way Rachel was at that moment. Anxious and terrified. Although, one thought crossed through her mind-where the hell was Shelby and why wasn't she answering?
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The glass laid empty and forgotten on her bedside table as Shelby sat with her knees drawn to her chest, the covers of her duve nearly engulfing her. Her eyes stared mercilessly at the text message from her daughter as she chewed on her bottom lip, unshed tears forming a cloud behind her eyes. Her emotions were raging like a forest fire inside of her that just wouldn't die, and Shelby was beginning to feel the reprocussions of it. Her eyes grew heavy as she battled with the demons inside of her head to stay away, but the demons were slowly winning. With one last quick glance, she let her phone drop from her hand onto the carpet with a soft thud and her eyes gently closed as she was lulled into a deep, dreamless sleep.
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Rachel let out a defeated sigh as she glanced over at Quinn who's features held a sympathetic glance. She knew what Quinn was saying without her really even having to say anything, that's the good thing about being silent for so long, the brunette thought to herself. She was beginning to read people a lot more easily then she could before and Quinn, well Quinn was on the top of that list.
She knew that her mother wasn't showing up tonight, seeing as it was already going on ten in the evening. She isn't quite sure when or where the time had passed and gone, but Rachel was beginning to grow sleepy again, her eyes heavy and her mind shutting down. Swallowing the lump of despair in her throat, she pushed her body back down onto the bed so she could rest her head on the pillow as she struggled to keep her eyes open. Quinn shook her head, which silently told Rachel to stop fighting and get some sleep, and Rachel smiled gratefully before the world was dark and the last thing she saw was Quinn's face.
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The next morning came to early for Rachel's liking and with the shrill beep of her alarm clock alerting her and jolting her awake she felt the fear of the events from the night she was attacked, beginning to overtake her again. Forcing herself into a seated position, she noticed the spot beside her was empty and assumed that the blond had left shortly after she had fallen asleep and Rachel sighed immediately as she took notice to that. She hated waking up alone, it's when the monsters in her head terrorized her the most. They managed to calm down for the most part when she was surrounded by her mother or Quinn, but when it was just she and her fathers in the house, or she and any other man for instance-they came at her full force and she could do nothing to stop them.
Leaning over, she let her hand slam down on the 'off' button on her alarm clock and soon found she was met with complete and utter silence that was almost eye widening. Slowly kicking her legs over the bed, her feet met soft carpet as she trudged towards her bathroom, starting the shower and waiting a moment to heat up as she ran through the messages in her cell phone, finding nothing new from her mother, but one from Quinn alerting her that in fact, she had left after Rachel had fallen asleep.
Sighing, she set her phone aside and stepped in the shower-getting ready for another long day as she scrubbed away the disgust and hurt and fear she felt until she was bruised, bleeding and in a heap on the shower floor sobbing-the only sound, the first sound she's made in what seems to be weeks and may just have been.
She felt as if she was losing control of everything in her life, including the ones she loved most, and she wasn't sure what the fuck to do about it anymore. But she knew one thing, she was going to find Shelby today if it's the last damn thing she did.