A/N: This is my first fanfic story. English is not my native language, so I really appreciate if you bear with me.

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee/Characters.

Leroy and Hiram were sitting on the couch in the Berry's household. Their precious beloved daughter had being unlike her recently. Something had been off, clearly completely off.

"Leroy, I'm really worried about our princess. Do you think it's something about the Hudson boy? It's been a while since they broke up." Flustered, Hiram looked at the stairs that leads to her daughter's room.

"Let me talk to her." Leroy patted his spouse's right knee before he stood up. He made his way upstairs, prepared for a talk he and his daughter were supposed to have.

Leroy knocked twice on the door of her room. He barely heard his daughter's answer before he entered the room. He saw her curling up on the bed. Rachel slightly raised her head and stared at Dad's face for a moment. She sat up on the bed, smoothing the blanket. Leroy gave her a soft smile and sat on the side of her bed.

"Rachel. Hiram and I haven't enough time to spend with you recently, but we both know something's wrong with you. You want to talk about it?"

Rachel sighed. After an eternal silence, she started talking, smoothing her blanket. "Finn and Quinn are getting back together."

Leroy put his hand on her hand and squeezed. "Oh, Rachel. I'm sorry."

Silence began to fill in the room before Rachel opened her mouth.

"Do you know how it happened? I learnt today. Quinn kissed Finn to initiate it while she was dating with Sam before Finn persuaded her to get back together. And Quinn lied through her teeth to Sam!" Rachel raised her voice, on the verge of tears. "Far from that, Finn seemed to make no attempt at hiding the affair to Sam. He doesn't mind her cheating on Sam. Do you know what it means? Quinn is worthy to fight for him, I'm not."

Leroy hugged her daughter tightly, letting her sobbing for a while.

"Maybe Finn never loved me." The words suddenly slipped out of her trembling lips.

Surprised a little, Leroy asked, "didn't you love him?"

"Now I don't know." Rachel whispered, sniffing.

Leroy continued to ask quietly. "But there were the moments when you felt you loved him, right? And you felt you were loved, weren't there?" He felt her nods on his shoulder. "So cherish those moments, even though you two are not together anymore. Don't say you aren't worthy."

Leroy paused, wondering if he should say it out loud. He decided to go for it since she wasn't about to open her mouth at any minute. "Rachel. I don't want you to be upset, but maybe both of you are falling out of love. I know he's your first love. I know your heart is broken right now. But you're young. He's not the last boy you'll ever love and you'll ever be loved. You'll find a boy who will make you feel worthy to fight no matter what."

Rachel nodded on his shoulder again. "We really are sorry we've been too busy to talk to you. But we really really like you to talk to us about anything. Okay?" He smoothed down her arms. "Now, how about tea with us downstairs?"

Rachel sighed as she rubbed her eyes. "Sounds good. Thank you, Dad."

Her smile was back.

Any thoughts?