Hey...it's Abby:) Yes, I'm starting another story. What is wrong with me? Haha okay anyways. I have been starting and deleting stories a lot lately and I feel really bad about that trust me. It's just I've had major writers block. You have NO idea haah...or you do:) This story is AU

Chapter One: The Girl

"Mr. Hudson, are you sure you'd like another one?" The bartender asked him worriedly. Every month sense about two years ago Finn Hudson came in and ordered drink, after drink, after drink. And the bartender never understood why.

"Yes, I want to get wasted," Finn giggled clearly a little drunk already. "Okay," The bartender, whose name was Jason, poured him another. Jason looked Finn over. He was twenty three, and already turning into an alcoholic. And Jason needed to stop it.

"Mr. Hudson, I really think it's time to stop. You need to turn your life around. Or at least tell someone why your acting this way, maybe they can help you through it." Jason suggested. Finn laughed. He didn't think this guy would ever understand.

They were the same age. He needed to talk to someone who was older, and wiser. Didn't he? Isn't that how it worked in all of those old movies? The heartbroken man drowns his sorrows in a bottle of vodka while talking to the old bartender? That's what Finn thought, but that's not what he expected to happen to him though.

But right now, Finn didn't care, he was to hurt to care. He just wanted to talk. "I won't stop coming here every month. I can't. It's the only thing that helps me forget." Finn started looking at the man sadly.

"What happened to you man?" Jason asked. "She happened," Finn responded sadly, taking another drink. "Care to explain?" Jason asked leaning on the counter now curious about what Finn had to say.

" She left me, but it was my fault. I screwed it up. I didn't mean to, I just did. I just wanted her to much. Yah know? I've never wanted someone so much in my life." Finn looked down at the floor.

"Dude I feel for you. Woman make you crazy," Jason laughed, "But, what did you do?" Finn looked around the room wondering if anyone was listening. "I pushed her away. I started getting wrapped up in my work. Afraid of letting her see the real me. I just didn't want to loose her," Finn held out his now empty glass to the bartender who took it and filled it up.

"Well, what is so different about today than like last month when you came? I mean, your just drinking more today." Jason explained, while filling up Finn's glass and handing it back to him. "It's her birthday," Finn nodded at him and took a sip of his drink.

"Oh...is she with someone else? Can you get her back?" Jason asked. Finn shrugged. "She wouldn't want me back. Look at me. I'm a mess without her." Finn shook his head at how pathetic he must look to the people around.

"Was she special?" Jason asked trying to her more about this mystery girl. "That's like asking if the sky is blue. Hah was she special. Yes, she was special, and still is. I've never met another woman like her. She's gorgeous and determined, and man can she sing." Finn smiled at the memory of her.

Finn sat and missed her quietly while Jason served another customer. Rachel Berry was a special girl. Who he loved. And missed. And wanted back.

"I have a cousin a lot like that. I haven't seen her in a few years. She had a boyfriend she broke up with. But I never met him. She's coming back you think you'd be interested in meeting her?" Jason asked him with a big smile.

Finn shook his head no. "I'm not really interested in dating anyone right now." Finn told him downing the last bit of vodka in his glass.

"Okay just tell me if you change your mind," Jason told him. Finn handed Jason his glass again, but he didn't take it. "Maybe you should slow down." He suggested. Finn shook his head no. "It's making the pain go away. Come on please? I have a tab," He laughed.

Jason shook his head and took the glass. "How long were you guys together?" Jason asked, handing Finn the glass.

Finn smiled and took a huge gulp. Jason was starting to get worried. This was going to be a long night.