Yes, im so nice im updating again :) actually, i know it bugs me when people take forever, so since i have this chapter im gonna put it up :)
Disclaimer: I dont own glee
She had finished crying when she heard Quinn pull into the drive way.
She went downstairs and saw Puck there with her.
"Hello Noah," she said trying plaster a smile on her face.
"Rachel" he said as he went to hug her.
Noah's hugging me? She thought. Wait did he just call me Rachel?
"Quinn told me. I hope that's all right."
"No it's fine." Rachel replied truthfully. In a few months the whole school would know.
"I want to be there for you." He stated sincerely.
"Noah..." Rachel said as she broke down.
He held her as she cried, rubbing circles in her back to comfort her. He was generally uncomfortable around crying girls and didn't know what to do, but with Rachel it just seemed natural. Wait hodling Rachel was natural? Since when? He thought.
Once Rachel had finished, Quinn offered them a snack (or lunch and breakfast for Rachel since she had had no time to eat lunch, and had thrown up her entire breakfast)
The three of them sat in the kitchen, enjoying lemonade and a fruit salad. Quinn didn't know what else to make seeing as Rachel was a vegan.
"So what are we going to do?" Puck asked.
"I suppose I'll have to tell my fathers..." Rachel replied weakly.
"Rach," Quinn said gently, "why didn't you tell them about your rape?"
"I don't know. I guess I just can't talk to them. They want me to be perfect, and this would definitely not be perfect..."
"But that's ridiculous! Rach this isn't even your fault!" Noah interrupted indignantly.
"Still..." Rachel replied unsure.
"No. They have to understand." I hope, he added in his head.
"I'll tell them tonight then..."
"Do you want us to come?" Quinn offered.
"Well, yes, but I think I should do this on my own."
"Alright."
They sat in silence for a few moments.
"Well I should go." Puck stated. "need a ride Rach?" he added in a gentler tone.
"Yes thanks."
Rachel arrived home just in time for dinner. She sat down with her fathers, glancing at both of them, trying to decide when and how to tell them.
She looked at her plate, mildly nauseated at the smell.
She had to tell them. They made a move to get up and Rachel stopped them. "Fathers?" she asked timidly, "I need to talk to you about something."
"Rachel can it wait? We're both very busy right now" one of them replied.
"I really need to tell you."
"Alright make it quick."
"I was...well I guess I'll just say it. I was raped last month." there was a gasp at this, "and I just found out that I am pregnant."
No one said a word.
"umm...thats what I needed to tell you." Rachel added.
"Rachel I cant believe you didn't tell us sooner!"
"You mean you'll support me?" Rachel asked in surprise.
"Sure. Well get you all the help you need. You haven't told anyone else have you?"
"What about the baby?"
"We can handle that. I'll take you to the clinic tomorrow. Now I've got to get to work."
"No." Rachel said suddenly.
"No what?" her father asked confused.
"No I will not go to the clinic tomorrow. That is murder and I will absolutely not murder my own child."
"Well you're certainly not keeping it!" her father said beginning to yell, "not while you live under my roof!"
Rachel looked to her other father for support, but he just looked angry. "How could you let this happen?"
"Its not my fault!" she shouted.
"Well unless you get rid of it, you will not be living here. Final decision."
"Fine."
"What does that mean?"
"It means fine. I am leaving."
"Good riddance! And don't bother coming back here again unless you've changes your mind!"
Barely containing her tears Rachel shouted "You would let me back if I killed my child? You are sick!"
"GET OUT!" her father shouted, "You have ten minutes to pack!"
Rachel ran to her room and grabbed some belongings, along with all the money she had.
She ran out into the night blinded by tears.
Rachel continued running without a sense of direction until her tears dried out.
She collapsed on the sidewalk and tried to collect her bearings. Looking around the neighborhood she tried to figure out where to go.
It was 10:30 pm. Rain was pouring as thunder and lightening hit. Rachel was soaked.
She went to call Quinn but found that she had left her phone in the rush.
"Shit" she said as she began to cry. "Shit, shit, shit."
She got up and began walking. She started to recognize where she was.
I know someone who lives around here she realized.
She walked up to the house maybe one night will be alright she thought desperately. I have nowhere else...
ooooo lol whose house? any guesses? ill update tomorrow :)