Santana strolled down the hall in her cheerios uniform as confidently as possible when you're a fresh-out-of-the-closet lesbian. She waved and smiled at all of her friends and made a rude comment when she saw losers. Then, Quinn grabbed her hand and pulled her to the side. "I need to tell you something!"
"What?" Santana asked. She and Quinn weren't very close anymore but when they needed to gang up, they were the perfect team.
"Rachel's pregnant!"
"Rachel Berry?" Santana's face turned to an emotion of shock rather than anxious.
"Yes!" Quinn giggled. "I've been waiting for a day like today for years! Finally we can embarrass that self-centered bitch!"
"Are you sure that's a good idea? I mean…Rachel's never done anything to us." Santana sighed. Although Santana didn't particularly like Rachel, she didn't have anything against her. And it felt wrong to hurt somebody that bad without purpose.
"Well she stole my boyfriend…twice," Quinn reminded Santana.
"The first time you cheated on him and the second time you used him. I think you ruined that relationship yourself." Santana smirked. "And I thought you were over that."
"I'm still in love with Finn," Quinn rolled her eyes. "I mean look at him." She pointed down the hall to where Finn and Rachel were talking. "He's so…Finn!"
"Whatever. I'm not telling anybody."
"Do what you want. I'll see you later," Quinn walked away with her head held high.
It was the middle of 3rd period when Rachel felt the nausea coming on again. "Mr. Andrews?" She raised her hand. "May I use the bathroom?"
Quinn gave Rachel an evil smirk. Mr. Andrews nodded and Rachel almost ran out of the classroom. "Alright, everybody open your books to page 63 when the protagonist…"
"Mr. Andrews?"
"Yes, Quinn?" Mr. Andrews asked.
"I think I forgot my book in my locker. Can I go get it?" Quinn smiled her manipulative smile. The teacher nodded and Quinn walked to the bathroom. "Hey Rachel," She opened the stall door that she saw Rachel's ballet flats in.
"I think I'm gonna go to the nurse…"
"Nope, I know what's going on here. You're pregnant." Quinn grinned. "All the crying, the nausea, Finn comforting you…I know the drill."
"What do you want?" Rachel looked down.
"Oh, nothing, sweetie," Quinn smirked.
"Right. What can I do to keep you from telling?" She didn't want to talk to Quinn. Sure Quinn was kind of her friend but she didn't want her to tell and she knew she would.
"Hmmm…" Quinn paused, "let me get back to you on that."
"Fine." Rachel turned around and ran to her next class with tears in her eyes.
Next was sixth period science; one of the many classes Finn and Rachel had together. The tables were set up for four people each. Almost the entire glee club was in that class. Table one was Mike, Puck, Alison, and Emily. At tables two, three, four, and five were a bunch of kids who weren't in the glee club. And at table six, the last table, sat Santana and Quinn. Rachel took a deep breath and walked towards table six just as Finn showed up behind her. "Hey." He kissed her cheek and grabbed her hand.
"Quinn knows and I have no doubt that she told Santana," Rachel told Finn. She was so scared of what Quinn and Santana could do to her together.
"How?"
"She just figured it out on her own. I can't do this," She started to walk out of the class but Finn stopped her.
"Wait; let's just ask Alison and Emily to switch with us. Then we can sit by Puck and Mike instead." He led Rachel to table one. "Hey Ali, Em, can we switch seats with you?"
"Sorry, but Ems and me aren't switching so you can sit with your 'buddies'," Ali snapped and turned back around. Emily followed her friend as if she had no say in the subject.
"Sorry…" Emily nodded. Finn and Rachel quietly stepped towards Quinn and Santana's table until Quinn motioned for Ali and Emily to join them.
"Thank God," Rachel turned around and walked back to table one while dragging Finn behind her.
"I have something important to tell you!" Quinn smirked. "Rachel's pregnant!"
"What the hell?!" Ali looked at Quinn, shocked.
"Yes, pooper, your crush got Rachel Berry pregnant," Santana sneered and rolled her eyes. Ali Cooper was literally obsessed with Finn.
"What are we gonna do?" Emily asked quietly.
"We need a master plan. We could make Finn think he's not the father!" Quinn suggested.
"That's really mean, Quinn. Finn is too innocent. And Rachel's our friend; they both are. I thought you and Rachel were getting along lately." Santana told Quinn. She really did like Rachel. They were good friends. And Rachel trusted Santana.
"I'm not five, Santana. Rachel can't make up for stealing my man by letting me share her toys!" Quinn snapped at Santana.
"Whatever," Santana sank down in her chair as class finally began.
"Hey Rachel," Kurt ran up to Rachel and smiled. "Wanna come over after school and catch up on '16 and Pregnant' episodes? I have like six recorded on our DVR."
Rachel turned to Kurt with a shocked face. "What do you know? Who told you?!"
"What are you talking about? I just wanna have a '16 and Pregnant' marathon! What's your problem?" He laughed.
"Nothing…I can't. Sorry." Rachel put her hand to her mouth as she ran to the nearest garbage.
"Are you okay?" Kurt asked. "You still look pretty sick…"
"I'm fine just…" She puked again.
"I can take you to the nurse…"
"I'm fine!" The bell rang, interrupting her. "Just go to class."
"You just puked…twice," Kurt reminded her.
"I'll be fine. Just go or you'll be late." She sighed.
Kurt shrugged and walked away. Rachel started crying again and sunk to the floor against the lockers. She sobbed into her knees. Why me? She thought. I've only had sex a few times and we've used protection. She cried. Class soon ended and Rachel was still crying by her locker when kids started filling the halls. "Hey Rach, what's wrong?" Santana walked up to Rachel pretending she didn't know.
"Nothing…just some family stuff," Rachel lied.
"Okay…well Quinn wanted to know if you wanna go shopping with Alison, Emily, Quinn, and me after school?" Santana asked.
"Sorry. I can't. Family…"
"Family stuff. Right. So whenever you decide to stop acting like such a bitch and join the rest of us just let me know and I'll be at the mall in Victoria Secret where I'll have a pile of sexy lingerie waiting for you to try on," Santana turned around with tears in her eyes. Well that hurt. She started to regret ever befriending Quinn. Rachel opened her locker and grabbed her phone to call Sophia.
"I can't do this. Please come and pick me up. Bye." She left the voicemail and slammed her locker door shut before running down the hall to Finn. She didn't give him any time to speak. She just fell into his arms crying.
"Rachel…" He was speechless. What do you say when your girlfriend's crying in your arms for no apparent reason?
"I suck." She bawled.
"No, baby, you're perfect, beautiful, smart…" He kissed her head as he held her. "I love you."
"I can't do this!" She cried. "I just can't!"
"You don't have to. We can do this together."
"But Santana and Kurt and Mercedes and Tina and…" She couldn't continue. "Quinn."
"Quinn has no control over you, Rach. It'll all be okay. I promise," He felt himself begin to cry as well. No it wouldn't. Nothing would be okay.
"I can't believe I let this happen to myself."
"You didn't do anything wrong. This isn't your fault." Then the last bell rang. "Do you want to come to football practice with me?"
"I should probably get home. My grandma will get worried. But you can come over when practice is over. I'll text you the address." She turned around and ran out of the school to bus number 20. Soon she was listening to her iPod to every sad song possible. Suggestions by Orelia Has Orchestra played into her ears. She began to sing along, ignoring everyone on the bus staring at her.
It just takes a second for my world to come crumbling down
Oh I'm sure in the distance you can hear that awful sound
Oh I plead for an answer, plead for an answer from you
But if you give me an answer, that just makes no sense then what's the use
And just like that my life is broken
I can barely breathe
and now I'm opened for suggestions
At the end of the day life's a lesson
She remembered the feeling when the doctor told her she was for sure pregnant.
She stepped into the office with a scared expression. In just a few moments, she would know if she was pregnant or not. These few moments could decide the outcome of the rest of her life. "I don't know if this is good news or bad news to you, Rachel, but you are definitely pregnant." The doctor informed her.
Rachel took a deep breath as she continued singing with her iPod.
So why can't he see it from my point of view
And how many seconds in the hours of a day did we lose
Was it me or his feelings, me or his feelings that day
Cause I just stood there in silence watched while my world blew away
And just like that my life is broken
I can barely breathe
and now I'm opened for suggestions
At the end of the day life's a lesson
My life's a lesson
She felt her head begin to ache as she began to cry again.
"I'm pregnant." She told her great-grandmother as she exited the office. "What's gonna happen to me? What are my dads gonna do? They're gonna kill Finn…and what's Finn gonna do? He's gonna be so upset!"
The song continued as Rachel cried.
Hollow, Hollow
Feelings in the air that I breathe that come over me
Now I'm open
Oh yes I'm open
For suggestions
Life's a lesson
Now I'm free cause life's a lesson
She remembered telling her dads and the look on their faces.
"I want you to leave this house and never come back! You have betrayed us! You're ruining your life! You were supposed to be famous! There is no place on Broadway for 18 year old mothers!" Hiram screamed.
"How could you do this? How could Finn do this to you?! He knows you have dreams! You tell that bastard to leave you alone or you cannot be our daughter. Understood?" LeRoy yelled. Rachel bawled as she left the house. Her dads loved her and she knew it but at that moment, they hated her.
Rachel cringed at the thought of that day.
Oh why can't I see it from his point of view
And how many seconds in the hours will I make him lose
Oh he said it was him or the answer, it was him or the answer that day
Well I can't keep shouting answer, so what was the use anyway
After the song's slow finish, the bus had stopped a few blocks down from Sophia's house. She ran off the bus with her earplugs still in. Screw Quinn. Screw Finn. Screw Santana. Screw Kurt. Rachel screamed at herself in her head. Without even thinking, she ran down the street to the river. It was deep; probably 17 or 18 feet at that particular place. There was a small pavilion in the forest by the river and Rachel loved to sit there to think. When she was little, Sophia would take her there. Rachel would act out scenes from Broadway shows and sing every new song she had learned. She and her cousins would rope jump into the river as she got older. Sophia owned the pavilion. Everything there was beautiful. Rachel opened her diary and tore out the page where she talked about being in love with Finn while he was with Quinn sophomore year. She kissed it and crumpled it into a ball before throwing it into the river. Page after page, Rachel cried as she got rid of her entire life story. Screw Cousin Jennifer who pushed me in the river when I was eight! Screw aunt Madalyn who didn't get me a birthday present! Screw Alison Cooper who has no respect! Screw Mr. Schuester who doesn't understand me! Screw Finn Hudson who I love! Screw Quinn Fabray who makes my life a living hell! She tore out every page until there was nothing in her diary but her pictures and the necklace Finn had given her junior year for Valentine's Day when they weren't together. She took out a picture of her and her dads on her birthday when she was 10 and threw it in the river. Every memory disappeared as the pictures floated away. Then she took out the necklace.
"You don't need me or any other guy to anchor you to Lima."
She cried as she set the necklace on a lily pad that was floating by. All she needed was getting pregnant to make her hate herself. Then she screamed; louder than any other scream. She needed to get away from Ohio. She needed to leave. Now.
Don't worry! Rachel's gonna be fine! This isn't one of those freaky suicide stories that I've written like War Wife and How to Save a Life. Over all this will be a happy story. But obviously she's gonna be upset for a while…anyways I hope you liked it! Please try to keep your criticism constructive please! Bad reviews make me think my writing is bad. I'm just trying to entertain the audience so if you think there's something wrong with my story please PM me and tell me. Thank you! Other than that please review! Thanks for reading! Obviously the song was Suggestions by Orelia Has Orchestra from Pretty Little Liars. Love that song and PLL! Lol. Thanks again!
~Alexis