Puckleberry Week || Day 2: Puck and Rachel as kids
"I just hope we can still be friends" she says.
And in that moment you say something that will never be true, images of your younger self being hugged by Rachel the day after your father left. The day that everyone in temple had been gossiping about it. The day your mum couldn’t hold the tears anymore. The day you first had to step up and take care of your family. That day Rachel Berry had been there for you.
"We weren’t friends before" you say standing up and leaving. Maybe she is right, you want things too much and it sucks that none of those things are ever going to be yours.