The Sad Truth

Chapter Six

Today was a better day. Finn stayed over so I didn't cut. At all. I'm pretty proud. Last night Finn watched my favorite movie with me. Even though I knew he didn't really like it. He's a really good guy. I'm happy we became friends.

I was walking to my locker when Britney comes up to me.

"Hi rachie" she says
"Um hi?" I say

Britney has never spoken to me. She's up to something.

"Santana and I would like to join glee club" she says plainly
"What? Really?" I say surprised
"Yeah, we really love singing" she answers
"Ok, I'll see you in glee club after school" I say walking to my locker

I was walking and Britney stepped in front of me, again

"No!" She yelled

I stood there as she looked uneasy

"Um, you can't go to your locker" she says
"Why?" I ask
"Because you need to show me the choir room silly" she answers
"Britney, I need to go to my locker" I argue
"But," she says
"Excuse me" I say

I walk to my locker to find Santana with a sponge. Scrubbing my locker. There was red paint all over it. And Santana was, cleaning it? Why? I run to it as Britney shows up upset.

"What the hell happened to my locker?" I ask sad and confused

Santana drops the sponge and looks at me with her mouth open, Britney looks down.

"Someone wrote a mean word on it" Britney answers
"We were trying to help" Santana answers
"Why?" I ask on the verge of tears

I can still see the word that was on my locker.

"Because we saw you in the bathroom" Britney answered

I widened my eyes,

"We know Rachel" Santana answered "and we're sorry"

I just nod my head and run away. When everything starts to look good, it always ends bad. Why does this keep happening to me?

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I ran to the only place I've ever sought comfort in. The auditorium. I sat at the piano and tried to just breathe.

I can't believe Santana and Britney know. I hope they don't tell anyone. I just want Finn to help me. I really feel the urge to cut. But I can't do it here. Santana and Britney obviously found out here, in school.

"Oh look, if it isn't the pathetic little Jewish freak"

I turn to find the spawn of the devil himself,

"What do you want Quinn?" I ask tired
"What do I want? I want for you to STOP flirting with my boyfriend, to stop giving him ideas to join your pathetic little club, and to leave him alone!" She yelled in my face with her arms crossed

I backed away on the edge of my seat, scared of what she was going to do.

"But it's not about what I want, it's about what I can do," she said sickly sweet

I just sat there as she stood there arms crossed and smile plastered on her pretty face.

"I didn't..." She cut me off yelling "IM NOT done" she said calming her self down

I remained quiet she sat down next to me smiling again,

"I assume you're here because you saw my little present for you across your locker" she smiled

I got angry, why can't she just leave me alone!

"That was you?" I asked below a whisper angry
"Of course it was me troll," she said standing up

She looked at me with a straight face, I looked up at her with hate

"If you don't leave my boyfriend alone, then that locker graffiti is just an appetizer and you better get ready for the main course" Quinn said walking away

She left me scared and sitting on the edge. I was breathing heavily as she turns around and smiles evilly,

"While you're at it, leave Santana and Britney alone, " she said sweet then her face turned dark and her voice became deadly "I don't want them catching a loser" she said clenching her teeth

After that I sat in the darkness, thinking. How am I suppose to tell Finn? You know what I just won't tell Finn. I'll have to stop talking to him. Quinn obviously proved that she's prepared to ruin my life.

I knew having Finn as a friend was too good to last.