Rachel POV
Life? Really what is life anymore? Nothing but Breathing eating and heart break in my eyes. You can never truly get want you want, and when you do something is taken away from you suddenly and painfully. Take my life for example. All I've ever want to do was to sing and be on Broadway. Oh, if I only know how cruel the world could be. I was 18, barely even legal. I was so stupid. Running away from home to New York? Not that smartest choice I've ever made in my life that for sure. I left behind everything that has ever really meant anything to me. My fathers, my life, everything. Even the boy that haunted my dreams, whether I was awake or asleep. Finn Hudson. I had to leave though. At least that's what I tell myself day in and day out. Sure, I'm happy. Well…as happy as a single mother can be. Yes, that's right. Single mother. Who would have known that I, Rachel Berry would get pregnant in high school and age 18? I had to leave of course. I couldn't stay there and let everyone look at me in pity. When I left people thought I was going to leave to live my dreams. I had to let them think that. I ended up going to New York. I loved it there when we went there our senior year. So in my mind it was the perfect place to go. I don't even know people's reactions to my departure. I left my cell phone, all I took were clothes I needed. And sad to say I even sunk so low as to steel money from my fathers. I was despite and scared. The money had barley gotten me by but it worked. I worked all through my pregnancy not on Broadway of course, who would cast an 18 year old high school drop out? No one, that's who, But I'm not complaining. That much. My life is nothing of what I hoped it would be and there is nothing I can do about it. The only good thing I have is the beautiful little girl in the room over crying for her momma.
As I walk over to the child's room I force a smile on my face. Caroline was the only thing that matter to me anymore. I can think of my past all I want, but she is my future. The little girl looks up at me from her small bed with her tear filled eyes and my heart flutters. Her little arms reach up for me as I scoop her up into mu arms. She was just nearing the age of 2 as I came to the age of 20. When her little hands burry in my hair all of my worries from my past melt for no as I worry about my daughter needs. She often walks up in the middle of the night with horrific dreams. Like mother like daughter. Cradling the girl in my arms in when I feel most at hire. She's my everything and will always be. As nestled her face into my neck I could feel her hot tears on my skin. Rubbing soft soothing circles on her back she slowly calmed down as I sang to her softly. I felt her falling back asleep in my arms but I didn't want to let her go. Walking over to the couch facing the large window with the wonderful view I laid back with Caroline laying peacefully on my chest. I could feel her soft breath on my neck as I look out over the city: the city of broken dreams. I let my eyes start to close in a peaceful slumber as I lay there with the one thing that was always there for me.
Finn POV
I look down at my phone seeing a strange number calling. It's not Ohio's area code so my first thought was to hit ignore. It was probably just to no good business call that would end up costing me 20 dollars to answer then just hang up when hearing the same old same old robotic voice. But for some reason as I gaze down at the phone I can't help but think for a slight second that maybe, just maybe I was her. Her would be Rachel Berry. My heart always clenches at the name. I have absolutely no idea what happen to my high school sweetheart. One minute everything was perfect, we were in love and happy as ever. Then the next she was just gone. She had packed clothes and even stolen some money from her fathers and that was the last anyone has heard from her. For all anyone knew she could be dead. That thought just sent the sting of tears to my eyes. I was still hopelessly in love with this girl who left me. Sadly I had been sleeping around just to try to stop thinking about her for a fraction of a second. Of course that hadn't work. I only thought of her. Perhaps things would be different if I knew what was wrong with her. But I haven't the slightest idea. How could she do that to every one? What right did she have to break all the people she had at home? She really had no idea how money people loved her.
The screaming of my phone sends me back to reality. Rachel is gone. Nothing is changing that. Yet my heart always screams in protest when I say that. I reach for my phone picking it up
"Hello?" The other line is quiet for a few moments as of the caller had changed their mind.
"Finn?" Did I just hear that right? Was that the voice of his dreams? The voice that always made him feel at home?
As suddenly as I had fallen asleep I wake up. I was that dream again. The dream I always have about her. When I awake I always feel worse than I do when I fall asleep. It's especially horrible when you wake up with a girl in your bed. Looking over and her sleeping form my brain searches for her name and nothing comes. Looking around the room I thankfully notice this isn't my apartment. It's much easier to leave then to get them out. Slipping out of the bed I pulled my clothes on quickly and leave the woman's house. Is this what I have become? A man who went around sleeping with every girl in Ohio? Life kind of sucks that way. I am just eating breathing and breaking hearts. I will never really get what I want, I wouldn't deserve her anyways. And if life was simple, was easy, then in my opinion it wouldn't really be life. Life is all of those things, never really getting want you want.