This is my first story ever that's more "horror-ish", and I'm not quite sure how it'll turn out, but hope you guys love it! Sorry if it's a bit grammar fails somewhere in there, haven't written in like forever.

Chapter one; the return

Rachel's body was shaking from excitement. In less than half an hour, she would be seeing her fiancé again. No matter how fantastic it was facing the ups and downs with being on tour for six months, she missed him terribly and couldn't wait to be in his arms again.

Falling into a light conversation with the woman beside her, Liza, one of her co-workers and best friends, all she could really think of was Finn. Finn, with his beautiful smile. Finn, with his soothing voice. Finn and the safe feeling she got around him. Finn, Finn, Finn.

Finally the plane landed and she hurried to get her luggage. Heart racing from expectations to see her lover again, she almost ran outside, ignoring the pain that shot up her ankles from her heels. When she got outside, she turned her head frantically looking for either Finn or Noah, but neither was in sight. A disappointed feeling crept over her body, what if they had forgotten?

She picked up her phone and was about to call Finn when she heard a familiar voice calling out her name somewhere behind her.

"Rach!"

Heart racing in her chest, she turned around to see him walk towards her. A smile broke out on her face as she started running towards him, and soon enough she crashed into that rock solid chest of his. He opened his mouth to say something, but before he could even begin to say a word, Rachel grabbed his head and pulled his lips down to hers. His strong hands that she'd missed so much wrapped around her waist, and she felt home. "Baby, I've missed you so, so much", she said with a strangled voice against his hot lips.

Their passionate embrace was interrupted by someone coughing.

"Dude, I don't mean to be like, interrupting something, but you guys are in public and we wouldn't want people to get sick from all that lovey-dovey thing you've got going on. Not to mention allthat tongue."

Rachel broke away from Finn's lips with a faint blush covering her cheeks, and turned toward Finn's best mate Noah Puckerman. Who was also their roommate. Smiling, she gave him a warm embrace and tousled his still ridiculous Mohawk.

"Who would've thought it would be good seeing you again, Berry?"

Noah grinned widely when Rachel slapped his arm, mumbling something not so polite as she went to help Finn getting the luggage in the trunk with a laughing Noah right behind her.

As she was running down the hard pavement and the random people were passing by in a blur, all she could hear was the sound from her modest heels clicking against the pavement and her blood pumping in her ears. She was so tired of running and her feet hurt, but her excitement kept her going. Soon enough she saw the building they lived in and picked up the pace. When she got in the building, she didn't even bother waiting for the elevator and went for the stairs instead, taking the steps two at a time. When she finally got to her apartment 4B, she struggled with getting the key into the keyhole, her hands shaking. She gasped for breath, her lungs burning from all that running.

Just as she was about to give up and use the door bell instead, she got it in and the door opened. The living room of the apartment was empty as she entered.

"Finn!" She screamed, not giving a shit about the complaints they probably were going to get later from the neighbors. "Finn!"

No one answered.

Searching through the apartment, she soon found out she was all alone. The disappointment of not being able to share the good news with anyone hit her and she sighed. She went through her purse, looking for her phone to call Finn and tell him over the phone, but it was nowhere to be found. Oh well, suppose it wouldn't hurt to wait 'till he came home, beside, she wanted to see his face when she told him.

She grabbed herself a yoghurt, still beaming from the excitement and happiness radiating through her body. Since she didn't have anything to do, she could as well go through the mail. Maybe she'd gotten something.

Bills, bills, bills. Taking the lid of the yoghurt, she threw the mail on the table again with a deep sigh. She led the lid to her mouth and was about to lick off the little amount of yoghurt stuck on it when her eyes landed on something on the table that made her whole body freeze and go cold. Recognized the handwriting on the front side of an envelope lying all by itself, she could feel her face be drained of blood.

Slowly, she laid her yoghurt on the table and closed her eyes as hard as she could. Please, God, let this be a dream, she begged. Unfortunate for her, when she opened them again the letter was still lying there, taunting the previous excitement gone, her heart racing now from a complete different reason. Fear. Her shallow breaths got stuck in her throat, her eyes darting from the letter to the front door, back to the letter again. She couldn't just leave it there, what if Finn found it?

Man up, Rachel! It might not even be from him, maybe the handwriting just looks the same. Stop being so freaking paranoid, she thought to herself and grabbed the letter before she could think twice about it.

Turning it, she was about to rip it open but something made her stop. But what if it was him again? What if he'd come back to harass her more than he'd already done. "This is ridiculous!" It couldn't be him. When she got the letters from him, she'd been in different countries.

Determined, she opened the letter and was about to read, but the first line made her stop. Her vision got cloudy and her hands started shaking. She could tell by the first sentence.

"My perfect little songbird,"

That's how every letter started, with that simple, yet horrifying sentence. It felt like the walls were closing in on her, her mind wandering back to the first time she'd ever got a letter from him.

Glee - Glee - Glee - Gleeee!

"Damn girl, you really killed it out there tonight! The crowd went nuts." Liza grinned, walking in to the elevator and waited for Rachel. Rachel's laugh could probably be heard throughout the hotel lobby, but she couldn't care less.

"I know, they gave me standing ovation on my last number, I can't believe it. I have to call Finn and tell him all about it. He's going to be so happy for me."

The two friends entered the room laughing, both of them stopping at the sight before their eyes. The red couch standing in the middle of her hotel room was now almost just a pile of letters, teddy bears and other stuff. With eyes as big as they got, Rachel slowly looked at Liza, but was distracted by a note hanging on the wall to the right of her friend head.

She ripped the note off of the wall and read quickly through it, before she looked back at the pile of stuff.

"All of this, for me?" She whispered in awe.

Unable to hide the excitement any longer, a squeal slipper through her lips as she started jumping around like a maniac, hugging her best friend and forcing her to jump around with her.

"You'll help me go through this, right Liz? I want to read every single one of these."

Staring at her friend, Rachel made the cutest puppy look she could make, and when Liz started to chuckle she knew she had won.

It had almost been two hours since they started reading every single one of the letters in the pile, when Rachel got to one odd looking envelope. "Hm," curiosity hitting her, she opened the letter. Reading quickly through it, her breathing got faster and she had to read it again to make sure she read it right. Her brows wrinkled in confusion as she read a third time.

"My perfect little songbird,

Saw your performance a few weeks ago, and haven't miss one after that. I can't get over the way that fabric rubbes against you incredible hot body the first time I saw you. Why do you always have to tease me so much? Is my pain pleasure for you?

If you really want to touch her — ask. So I'm asking and I will wait. Trust me, it will happen one time or another. If it's one thing I've learned, it's to be patient. I'll see you soon, my darling Rachel."

There weren't any happy calls to Finn that night, just a text telling him how she felt tired and that if she called she would fall asleep on the phone. Truth is, she couldn't sleep that night at all, her mind repeating that letter over and over again, trying to figure out what it meant and hoping it was all just a sick joke. Turned out it wasn't, 'because the letters just kept coming more and more often.

Glee - Glee - Glee - Gleeee!

All her previous joy washed away like footprints in the sand, as she read the letter over and over again she could barely remember why she was so happy just a minute ago.

So, what do you say guys? Excited to see what's in the letter this time? Think I'm gonna start writing small spoilers for the next chapters down here, but that will have to wait til chapter two.

Preview and you'll make me super happy!