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Gold Star Death: Chapter 1.

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Apr. 15th, 2011 | 08:30 am

Just something that popped into my head. I'm not sure how many chapters this will have either. Before you read.. This might be triggering. Other than that, enjoy? Haha.

Rachel Barbra Berry. That's my name. I'm sure everyone knows it by now. I've always wanted to be a Broadway star, and I thought that being in the Glee club would help me with that, or at least it would mean something until I was finally on Broadway. Boy, was I wrong. Ever since I joined Glee club, I've only gotten made fun of. People would talk about me behind my back, like they didn't know I knew about it or something. But I did. I pretended like I didn't care at all, when really, every little thing someone would say about me would get to me. Getting slushied almost every week was not fun either. Obviously I hid my emotions very well. After Finn broke my heart, that's when everything went downhill. I mean, of course, I still pretended to be fine, even when I wasn't.

Today I couldn't take it anymore. When I got home from school, I ran into my bedroom and immediately started crying. Thank God my dad's weren't home. I looked at myself in the mirror and wiped away my tears. My mascara was smeared, my hair was slightly messed up.. I looked like a mess. All of my emotions were just too much. I walked into the bathroom and looked around for my razor blade and some pills. I had forgotten why I had the razor blade in the first place, but I guess now it was coming in handy. I got a cup of water and sat down on the bathroom floor with my back up against the wall. I held the razor blade tight in my hand, with the pills and the cup of water right next to me. I grabbed the water with my other hand, along with the pills. I popped two of them in my mouth and took a drink then swallowed. I took two more, and then another two right after that. I sat the cup on the floor, well more like dropped it, then looked at the razor blade that was still in my hand. I laid on the floor for a couple more minutes, not moving or saying a word, before I finally pulled my sleeves up and held my arm in front of me. I held the razor blade and swiped it across my arm quickly, then did it another two times, and then another. I dropped the razor blade on the floor and let out a small cry for help, even though I knew no one was home to help me. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back.

"Rachel? Hello?" I could barely even open my eyes, but I recognized that voice. Quinn Fabray. I guess I had forgotten that she was supposed to come over to write a song with me. We weren't that great of friends, but you could say we were making progress. "Q..Quinn.. Help m..me.." Getting those words out was hard, and I doubt Quinn even heard me. I sat there, trying to keep my eyes open.. trying to live. That's when everything went pitch black.

"Rachel! Oh my God, Rachel! How could you -- What did you do?!" Quinn yelled, kneeling on to the ground in front of Rachel. She had no idea what she was supposed to do. She had never seen something like this before. "Rachel, open your eyes! Please!" She grabbed a towel and wrapped it around Rachel's arm where her cuts were. She didn't know what else to do about that since she didn't even know her way around Rachel's house or anything. "I..I'll be right back. Rachel, please..please don't die.." She whispered as she got up and ran downstairs, looking for her purse. She dug through her purse, grabbing her cell phone. She dialed 911 immediately.

"Hi. I..I have an emergency. It's important. My friend, she..she tried to kill herself. Can you please get here as soon as possible? I don't think she has much time left.." She gave the woman Rachel's address and ran back upstairs into the bathroom. "Rachel, someone is coming to help you, okay? Please don't die.. live.. please." Quinn sat down on the floor and wrapped her arms around Rachel, holding her in her arms. She looked at the towel that was still wrapped safely around Rachel's arm. Tears started streaming down her face. Why would Rachel do something like this to herself? I just don't understand. Please, God.. do not let her die.. please. Quinn wiped away her tears and just continued to hold Rachel until the ambulance got there.

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from: poisoned_candyy
date: Apr. 15th, 2011 01:43 pm (UTC)

tfasdfa sdomg no. ugh, I seriously could see this happening but dnw to ever happen or come close to this. I'm so sick of rachel being nagged on on the show, but unfortunately I don't see that happening anytime soon, even with regionals mvp and stuff. le sigh. and when you said, someone special, i knew it would be quinn. idk if you plan on faberry in this fic or just friendship, but either way, i hope quinn rallies behind her. i'm excited for moreeeeeeee.

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from: arizonaxrobbins
date: Apr. 15th, 2011 01:45 pm (UTC)

it's going to be a relationship i'm pretty sure lol lakdjfghfjdkl i'm writing chapter 2 now!

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from: silentbeautyxox
date: Apr. 15th, 2011 07:08 pm (UTC)

This is amazing. Brought tears to my eyes. Can't wait to read Chapter 2!

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