ATTENTION ALL RACHEL AND/OR FINCHEL FANS
THIS IS A REPOST OF CHAPTER ONE! I WOULD LIKE YOU TO PLEASE USE YOUR EYES AND READ THE FOLLOWING WORDS VERY CAREFULLY. THEY ARE POSTED FOR YOUR BENEFIT.
A/N: If you are a Rachel/Finchel stan and you clicked this story, please heed my warning and hit the back button now. This is NOT the story for you.
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As I stepped out into the brisk New York air ready to start my day. It started just like any other day. I woke up alone, had my usual breakfast, made my usual morning call to my dads. When I got outside the building, it felt different. Like today was going to be different. I walked a few blocks when my phone rang.
"Hello?" I answered.
"Rachel, where are you?" the frantic voice of Kurt Hummel said on the other end.
"I'm on my way, Kurt. Calm down. I'll get the coffee and be there soon." I said trying to calm my friend down.
"Ok. Hurry up!" Kurt said. "Oh and Rachel I have to tell you something. I hope you'll be ok but..."
"Kurt? Hello?" I said into the phone. When I looked at it I saw the call was lost. I didn't bother calling him back. With my head down, and my feet moving quickly toward the nearest Starbucks I began to text Kurt. "Oh, sorry." I mumbled to the person I ran directly into without taking a second look.
"Rachel?" a familiar voice said. I stopped in my tracks. I didn't turn to confirm that it was actually who I thought.
"Finn?" I whispered. I was suddenly having trouble breathing. I just stood there, with my back to him gripping my phone.
"Are you going to look at me?" he asked. He was closer now. I took a deep breath and turned to face him. I was met with a large smile that reached his eyes. "Hi."
"Hi." I said trying to collect myself even though my insides were like a tsunami.
"How have you been?" he asked.
"I've been good. My show is coming to the end of it's run so I've already got a few auditions lined up." I said, trying to keep myself from getting lost in his eyes.
"Oh that's cool. So where were you headed?"
"Uh, Starbucks." I said. Why was I getting flustered? It's been ten years since I'd seen him. This shouldn't be weird. "I should go."
"Oh, well I can come with." he suggested. He started down the street in the opposite direction he was walking. I didn't move. The shock was still real. "Rachel, you coming?" he called out to me. I turned and joined him and we began to walk.
"How have you been, Finn?" I asked, trying to sound causal.
"Great actually. A lot of new stuff going on. I'm just really happy, you know." Finn said smiling at me.
"Yeah. That's great." I said. He held the door to the coffee shop open for me. As he read the board, my cell vibrated. It was a text from Kurt.
"Hurry Rach. Got important news." the text read.
"If it's about Finn, I'm ahead of you." I text back rolling my eyes.
"Are you alright?" I could feel Kurt's concern in the typed words.
"Yes. At Starbucks. Be over later." I answered. I slide my phone back into my purse and we stepped up the counter.
"Uh a Grande Pike Place Roast and a Tall Green Tea Latte." Finn said to the barista.
"I could have gotten mine." I speak up.
"Nah. It's cool. I got it." he said with a sweet smile. I smiled and grabbed a table. I didn't want to make it obvious that I was checking my hair and make up so I pulled out my phone. When I saw him coming with the drinks I put it away.
"Thank you." I said taking my latte. "So what are you doing here?"
"Uh." he said looking confused. "Having coffee with you." he said with a slightly puzzled look on his face.
"No. I meant in New York." I said, unable to contain my chuckle.
"Oh. Well Kurt lives here." he answered. I tried not to let my friendly smile falter when he made no mention of me.
"That's sweet of you to visit him. I know how much you don't like the city." I answered before taking a sip of my latte.
"I never said I didn't like the city." he responded quietly. I didn't say anything. My mind was being flooded with memories of the past.
"Rachel we really need to talk." Finn said grabbing my hand as I walked into the apartment.
"What about?" I asked.
"You." Finn said quietly.
"What? What about me?" I asked, trying to hide the worry in my voice.
"Look Rachel, I'm going home." Finn stated. He wasn't looking me in the eye.
"To visit?" I asked trying to make him look at me.
"No. For good." he answered, finally looking at me.
"What? Why?" I asked snatching my hand away from him. The anger building in my body.
"Being here, it's changed you Rachel. You don't care about me or us being together as a couple. All you care about is your stupid college friends." Finn yelled.
"I'm making connections, Finn. I need these people for my career." I shouted back to him. "You don't get it!"
"No, you don't get it!" Finn roared. "What you promised me wouldn't happen when we left Lima is exactly what's happening!"
"What are you talking about?" I questioned him, folding my arms across my chest.
"You promised me that I wouldn't just be your "trophy boyfriend", but that's all I am to you. You show me off to your NYADA friends." Finn said, lowering his voice. "Look, I'm just going to go." He turned away from me and headed toward the door. I hadn't noticed his bags by the door when I first came in.
"So that's it? You're just going to leave." I said, standing in the middle of my living room.
"Yeah. I'll call you." he said without looking at me. He didn't say anything else. When he closed the door behind him the sound echoed through the apartment.
"Rachel? You ok?" I heard present day Finn's voice break into my memory.
"What? Yes, I'm fine." I said with a small smile. "I'm sorry Finn."
"What for?" he asked.
"For not treating you better." I said quietly.
"It's fine Rach. It was a bad time for both of us. We thought we could make it work, but we couldn't. No need to be sorry. It's the past." Finn answered grabbing my hand. I let out a deep sigh as I felt sparks when his hand touched mine.
"Um, what are you doing now?" I asked.
"I was supposed to be getting something for Kurt, but I can't remember what." Finn said with a laugh. "So, I'm just gonna head back over there. You wanna share a cab?"
"Sure." I said. We grabbed our drinks and went outside to hail a cab.
A/N: AGAIN, I REPEAT: IF YOU ARE A RACHEL AND/OR FINCHEL STAN DO NOT CONTINUE TO THE NEXT CHAPTER. THERE IS NOTHING THERE FOR YOU. DO NOT SEND ME ANYMORE REVIEWS TO COMPLAIN ABOUT THE "HATE" THAT RACHEL IS GETTING THROUGHOUT THE STORY OR ABOUT MY ROMANTICIZING OF FINN. I DON'T CARE AND THE STORY IS COMPLETE. AND EVEN IF IT WASN'T I WOULDN'T CHANGE THE DIRECTION OF MY STORY.
