The Wrong One

Mother

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Rachel POV
It's the week after sectionals and people still treat us like losers. So unfair. I'm so scared, I'm due in a month, right around the time for regionals. We've been practicing and I really think we could win. Puck still hasn't spoken to me. Finns been trying but he always stutters and then he gives up. He still helps though. Who knows what's wrong with him. Anyway, our competition is oral intensity and the show choir champions, vocal adrenaline. Mercedes, Quinn, and I, are on our way to spy on them.
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"Come on you guys" I hear Quinn whisper as we make our way to the top row
"Hey, some of us are carrying another human being in their stomach" I whisper back
"Some of us just don't like rushing" Mercedes said with sass

Quinn rolled her eyes as we took a seat. We watched the show choir perform in red suits. Their coach was a woman who was clapping along for them to do the beat. Clearly they weren't getting it, she also noticed.

"No, No, No,No" she said frustrated
"You're letting the costumes do the performing for you, don't," she said stern

Everyone just looked at each other. I stared intently at her, because she is so accurate, and she does everything I would do. Now that's a woman who knows what she's doing.

"Funny girl e flat" she tells the pianist
"Exactly what I would've done, Barbra" I tell the girls

Funny,
Did you here that?

That voice, it sounds so familiar

Funny
The guy said hunny

Wait a minute
Flashback
Three years ago

"Rachie, you know how you always wanted to know who your real mom was" daddy asked me as I say on my bed doing homework
"Yeah?" I asked unaware of what they were leading too
"Well, we found something she left you, for when you were ready" dad told me handing me a tape

They walked out leaving me alone with a tape. I was so eager to play it and find out who she is, but I was also afraid. What if she's just telling me why she didn't want me, or what happened, or worse what if she sings, and she's better than me. So many thoughts reeled in my head. I wanted to ask for guidance but I knew I had to do this on my own. So I put the tape in my stereo

Hey baby, it's me, your mom, you probably have so many questions but I just hope this song says it all

I dreamed a dream...

End of flashback

Still Rachel POV
Oh my gosh I think that the women singing and coaching my rival team, is my mom. As she's finishing singing and everyone clears out I slowly get up.

"Hey! Get back here" Quinn whispers

Mercedes and Quinn start making noises motioning me to return, but I ignore them and continue. I make it to the isle and I let the words flow out

"Excuse me," I say grabbing her attention "hi, you probably don't know me, but, I'm Rachel berry, your daughter" I say timid all of a sudden
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Rachel POV
Merecedes and Quinn left giving me some alone time with my 'mom'. It's weird I'm pregnant around the same age as she was with me, it's as if history is repeating itself. Except I'm not going to abandon this child. We're sitting in such a dramatic theatrical way, in silence. I decide that I need to know

"Did you ever regret it" I ask rubbing my pregnant stomach trying to avoid her expression
"Yes.....and no...and so much more" she tells me
"How did you deal with it" I ask

This time I face  her because I need some motherly advice. I need someone who actually knows what it's like. So some to guide me, someone to show me the way, someone to love me unconditionally.

"I managed on my own, stayed out of harms way" she tells me

I just look at the ground, she didn't have anyone either.

"Hey, what did your dad's say about this?" She ask concerned and putting an arm on my shoulder

"They kicked me out" I mumble
"What?" She asks shocked
"Yeah, I'm staying with Santana" I add
"I am so sorry Rachel" she says sincere
"Yeah me too" I say getting up

I honestly can't deal with my mother being right I'm front of me. This was suppose to feel good and comforting. Instead I feel awful. It's like I'm staring at a reflection of my future, and I don't want to end up like her.

"Where you going?" She asks
"I'm sorry, I just need some time too....process" I manage to say normally
"Take all the time you need" she says giving me a comforting smile

I smile back and head to Santana's