Hiya,

This is my first multi-chaptered Glee fanfiction so please let me know what you think. I would really appreciate your advice, especially in regards to whether I should continue or not

Thank you

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Chapter 1-Fears

Rachel's POV

The wedding was amazing. Carole looked beautiful and it was so much fun dancing and singing down the aisle. I know it was Burt and Carole's big day but as we were dancing down the aisle I couldn't help but imagine what my wedding to Finn would be like. I imagined the dress that I would wear and how he would smile that cute lopsided grin of his when he saw me. I thought about the vows we would make and what the reception would be like. Of course, all of the Glee kids would be there, except for Quinn and the other Cheerios who have made it perfectly clear over the past year that they really don't like me and so wouldn't come. I would invite them even so; it doesn't hurt to be polite. Our first dance would be to "Faithfully", obviously, that was the song we sang just after he told me he loved me, what other song was I going to pick? Going back to the wedding which was actually taking place, the reception was so much fun; especially when we all sang to Kurt. Finn had been really horrible to Kurt recently. I have to say I wasn't proud of the way he had been treating his step-brother-to-be so I was overjoyed when Finn suggested that we sing "Just the Way You Are" to Kurt. Later in the evening I got my chance to dance with Finn finally. I always feel so safe when I'm in his arms and after dancing lessons from Kurt he was finally able to relax when dancing. I leant into him and sighed contently, this was where I belonged, I was sure of it. We danced for hours but it wasn't long enough, when the band began to pack up and Finn pulled away from me, I moaned as my body grew cold, missing the warmth of his body next to me. The guests were all staying in the hotel that night and, because my dads hadn't been invited, I was sharing a room with Kurt but I didn't go to my room. Instead, Finn led me to his room which he had to himself. He was supposed to be sharing with Puck but he had gone off somewhere with some girl. When we got into the room he led me to the bed gently. I sat down and he sat next to me. I leant into him and kissed him lightly on the lips, letting him know that this was what I wanted too. Gently, he laid me down and began kissing me feverishly. Soon clothes were being strewn everywhere and I knew that tonight would be the night. That night, Finn and I slept together for the first time. It was passionate and tender but he was so gentle with me. It was then that I knew I wanted to be with him forever. Sadly, it didn't last.

Just two weeks later, I found out that he lied about sleeping with Santana. He had told me that he couldn't go through with it. I know I lied too but I came clean earlier on and that would have been his chance to tell me the truth. And why her? Of all the people it could have been, if it had been Quinn I would have understood, they still obviously care a lot about each other, but Santana? She's known to sleep around, why did he have to sleep with her? How could I forgive him for doing that to me? Of course, I couldn't stay mad for long but by then I had already ruined everything. I went to Puck, knowing it would hurt Finn, but Puck couldn't go through with it. He didn't want to make the same mistake twice, and I'm glad he didn't go through with it because I didn't really want to do it either, I just wanted to make Finn jealous and realise how much he loves me or loved me. When Finn found out, he broke up with me, so I'm alone once more.

4 weeks later

As usual, my alarm started blaring music at 6am. I got up and started to get ready to work out on my elliptical when suddenly my stomach flipped and I fled to the bathroom. I'm never sick, stars don't get sick, but I ended up spending ten minutes in the bathroom throwing up, which is definitely not fun when you haven't even eaten yet. After about five minutes of dry heaving I managed to get myself under control and brushed my teeth. I decided to forego my work out and simply get ready for school. My stomach still didn't feel totally settled but I couldn't risk my perfect attendance just for a slight stomach bug. After getting dressed and packing the mandatory change of clothes necessary for dealing with the daily slushie facial, I went downstairs and made myself some dry toast, not feeling up to eating much else.

After I arrived at school I went to my locker and got my books ready for my next lesson, but as I was doing that my stomach flipped once more and I had to rush to the nearest bathroom. Luckily my locker is very close to a girls' bathroom so I managed to get there in time. This was weird, throwing up twice in one morning, I was never sick. I gathered myself together, rinsed my mouth out with water and went to finished getting my stuff together. During the course of the morning this happened a couple more times before my stomach finally settled. That was, until someone threw a slushie at me. The smell of the colouring made me wretch and I had to flee the scene in search of a bathroom rapidly.

After I had finished throwing up for the fifth time that day I sat on the floor of the cubicle for a few minutes enjoying the sensation of the cool tiled wall against my cheek. Suddenly my blood ran cold as horrible realisation swept over me. I counted once, twice, three times before I knew what was wrong. I, Rachel Berry, was pregnant. Not only that but it was my ex-boyfriend's baby.

Shaking with fear I got up and began the daily ritual of cleaning the slushie out of my hair and changing my clothes. Once that was done I decided that I could risk my perfect attendance record and go to the pharmacy. There was no way I would be able to concentrate with all these worries going around in my head so I snuck out of school and started my car.

When I got to the pharmacy I walked in trying my best to act as if I was just coming to buy some vitamins or something else that innocent. Finally I found the aisle I was looking for and began to walk down it looking at all of the different tests there were. It was so daunting, there were so many of them and I didn't have the first clue about which one to buy. I decided to buy three different tests and walked to the counter. The woman working at the counter gave me a funny look but she didn't say anything. I walked out of the store and to my car. Suddenly the reality of what I was about to do came over me, this moment could change my life forever. I couldn't do this on my own; I needed someone with me, but who? Everybody at school hated me and I wasn't ready to tell my dads. There was only one person I could go to right now.

The drive seemed to take forever which made me very nervous but finally I got there. I sat outside for a while with silent tears of fear running down my cheeks. Finally I plucked up the courage to go and knock on the door. After what felt like an eternity the door opened.

"Mommy" I managed to choke out before I fell into her arms and began to sob.

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