He stared down into those cold brown eyes. This wasn't good he thought to himself...
"Leave...like now!"
He reached out to grab Rachel's hand, only to have it tugged away so suddenly. He couldn't pinpoint when things had started to go wrong, but she had been off with him for weeks. He wasn't sure what he had done, but apparently asking didn't help much.
Shit. Was she serious? He thought. She looked it but the diva fits he knew Rachel Berry could pull. Well they were infamous. Just ask any of their friends.
"Finn...what are you still standing there for? GET OUT AND GO TO YOUR PRECIOUS LIMA!" and with that she stormed into the bedroom and slammed the door. He was sure he felt the whole apartment shake.
He sighed. They didn't have time for this. Does he leave? Wouldn't that just make it worse? Or does she need space to calm down? How is he supposed to know? God girls were hard to work out...They really should give classes on the subject, not that he suspected he would pass. No one prepared him for this when they practically pushed the two of them onto the train to New York, all smiles and waves. Well if they could see them now.
Remaining as calm as he could, he slowing paced over to the bedroom door and knocked lightly. Nothing. Well this was fucking great.
"Rach...babe...come out...please? I'm begging here. I'm here you know. Don't block me out. Talk to me, I know something is up...Please babe? He knew this was no good but hey, don't blame the guy for trying. He sat on the floor and lent his head back feeling the stress wash over him.
She had been off for weeks. One day she was just Rachel, smiling happy adoring Rachel. He came home one day 3 weeks ago to this monster in her place. Sure she looked the same and all but something was off. It was getting worse. The mood swings, slamming doors, silent treatment. Well he had about as much as he could take. When it came to Rachel Berry, Finn Hudson really was the perfect fit. He knew how to calm her down, to make her smile and surround her with love it felt like they were the only two people in the world. Or was he? He really was starting to doubt. Looking back over the past 3 weeks, it actually started to piss him off? What had he done that was so bad? Fair enough, he could irritate the hell out of her but a quick smolder of his cinnamon eyes and that lopsided grin she loved so much usually worked. He could feel the anger rising up.
Suddenly, without really thinking what he was doing, he stood up and shouted "FINE Rach, if THIS is how you want to play then FINE with me. See if I care? You know what I am going back to Lima for this holiday, with or without you! I have had enough of this...you know, I don't even know what to call it!
The door flew open "Well thats just fucking great Finn. I hope you enjoy yourself."
"well then I guess I will"...he really thought she would change her mind after his little speech. God she was more stubborn than him.
He went to walk out and grabbed the duffel bag he had packed just last night that was already waiting by the door and wrenched the door open.
He was going. Rachel didn't think he would go through with it. God he was more stubborn than she gave him credit for.
"FINN WAIT!"
He turned round to glare at her. Now she wants to talk. Well guess what? He didn't.
"What, in case you didn't know, I have a flight to catch? One you should be getting too."
"Finn. I am sorry, I know I haven't been myself recently, and thats not on you I know that, but please, don't go.. I need you Finn."
His eyes were flat as they scanned her face.
"Well, do you know what I need? I need away from this place. Away from the fight and stress in this apartment. To actually have a conversation with someone who doesn't want to bite my head off."
He went to walk out of the door. She knew she was losing him.
"Finn, please...don't go. I need to tell you...well I'm Pr-
"Save it Rachel. I don't wanna hear it" another step and with that he was gone.
They never had a fight like this before? He had NEVER once walked. This was bad. Very very bad. He would be back right?
