The Sad Truth

Chapter seven

"We're here to join glee club"

I heard as I looked up from my desk. I may not be a student but I know when popular people walk into, what the kids call, the dorkiest club in this school. I stand up and smile at them.

"Of course, right this way" I motion to the choir room "are you girls going to audition together or separately?" I ask

They smile at each other and say in sync,

"Together"

I just nod my head and take a seat,

"Whenever you're ready" I smile

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Rachel POV
After Quinn confronted me, I had to get out of there. So I went home. No school, no glee, no, nothing today. I just need to calm down. Quinn is ready to light the fire to my gasoline covered self.

So I need to do what she asked and stay away from Finn.......and Santana and Britney.

I don't know why but Santana and Britney helped me today. I want to know what their deal is, and if they're going to tell anyone. I don't want people finding out because they're so judgmental. Why? That's all I ask for.

I run upstairs, since my dads are still out of town. So I'm all alone. I open my bathroom and find my blade. I want to stop I really do, but there's no one for me to stop for.

No ones going to care, or notice. Let alone try to help me, because if my life is proof, it's proof that nones ever cared, or even thinks I'm worth helping. There was Finn, but we all know how that ended.

My friendship with Finn lasted a month. A freaken month. I'm letting the one good thing in my life go, just to please the queen bee.

So I cut on my arm once, then twice for Santana and Britney, then I cut triple for Quinn and her threats.

Today I just keep cutting, and cutting, and cutting and cutting and cutting, until finally I've reached my bicep.

Every time I cut, it's like I can't stop, and it sucks.

I clean up my fresh cuts and put on my black hoodie with my leggings from pink. I put a messy bun on and head down stairs. Down there I find my favorite meal. Rocky Road Ice cream. It's delicious, and if you eat while no ones looking, then the calories don't count. At least I pretend they don't. I turn on the tv and watch me some Barbra.

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No one POV

"Where's Rachel?" Finn asks walking into the choir room
"I don't know, it's weird, she never misses glee" Artie adds

Everyone sits there confused. Especially Santana and Britney. They only joined to befriend her and make amends after all the horrible crap they put her through.

"Alright whose ready for....where's Rachel?" Mr.Schue asks walking in
"Nobody knows" Mercedes answers
"My Diva never misses rehearsal, something's wrong I can sense it" Kurt answers
"M-M-aybe S-S-he w-w-ent home" Tina shrugs

Everyone looks confused and lost. Rachel was their muse, their star. Wether they liked to admit, they like her presence. It was reassuring.

"I miss her" Artie complains
"I'm sure Rachel, just went home, for now, we need to focus on recruiting new members for the club, any ideas" mr.schue continued

Everyone stayed quiet.

"Really guys nothing?" He asked
"Rachel may not due much in here but she's our glue we get our ideas with her help" Mercedes complains

Santana and Britney held pinkies

"We'll go see if Rachel's home" Britney said
"Since when are the three of you buddy buddy" Kurt asks with disdain
"Since we helped her, so shut your trap lady lips" Santana spit back

Everyone remained bickering until Finn stood up,

"Enough! I'll go check on Rachel, she's my best friend" he said leaving

Everyone remained quiet,

"Well than, since they're best friends" Kurt said sarcastic

End of nobody's POV
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I was sitting on the couch still eating when I saw the time on the tv. Glee club was halfway over. I feel bad. I let all of them down, even if I don't do anything but hang in the back. Everyone always comes to me for help, and today I'm not there.

I was done with Barbra and had switched to some Audrey Hepburn, like Kurt had recommended for me, when there was a knock. I paused the movie Sabrina, and head to the front door.

The person was knocking rapidly, I opened it to find the same person as last time.

"Finn what are you doing? You can't be here" I say with the door opened by a crack
"I was worried, I didn't see you in glee club today," he answered
"You have to go" I say
"Why?" He asked trying to come in, but I wasn't budging "can I come in?" He asks
"No, we can't be friends anymore" I stare determined, dying on the inside
"Why not?" He asks sad
"I-I...." I look at him and I blurt out "I can't tell you! I'm sorry!"

Then I slam the door and fall down. I don't know why but I start crying. I sit on the floor and cry into my knees.

Like a pathetic loser, just like Quinn said.