Okay guys, this is my first fanfic that I have actually felt is worthy of posting. Reviews (be as harsh as you want, I am completely open to criticism) and plot suggestions would be very much appreciated, or I might not even bother finishing it if I don't think anybody's reading. :)


Chapter 1 - Will POV

I pulled my lips away from Emma's with a cheesy grin pasted on my face. She smiled back at me, then her face turned sombre. "Will..." she began, "We can't do this, I'm sorry. You just left your wife; you're not even divorced yet! And Ken just dumped me and I just quit my job and-" Emma seemed on the verge of tears.

I put my finger to her lips to silence her. "Shh, I know, and it's okay. We can just go to Figgins and explain the situation to him. He'll understand, everything will work out."

"No it won't! I still can't look at Ken without bursting into tears after all the pain I caused him!" She was sobbing now. "He deserves someone better than me, and so do you, Will."

She bent down to pick up her box and I knelt down beside her. She was hesitant to make eye contact with me but I pulled her chin up and wiped the tears from her eyes. "Who's to say who I deserve? All I know is that right now, I want you, and I don't care what's standing in our way."

"Well I do, and I know I can't go through this again. I'm not your guidance counsellor, but I think you need to figure out what's going on in your life before you start making decisions that affect other people. Call me when you get your shit together." And with that, she picked up her box and marched out the front doors of William McKinley High School for the last time.

I watched her leave with complete and utter shock. All of a sudden, the headache I'd been fighting off all day caught up with me. Did that just happen? On Saturday at the wedding, she basically professed her love for me, and now she's claiming to not want anything to do with me until my divorce and everything else gets sorted out. Fuck, why are women so confusing? Normally when I was having an emotional crisis like this, I would ask Emma for help, but considering she was now the cause of it and she was gone, I have no one to depend on. I sighed. Whatever, I'll sort this out later. I should get back to the glee club or the kids are going to start wondering where I ran off to so fast after they finished their performance of My Life Would Suck Without You. I walked dejectedly back to the music room. As soon as I opened the door, I put on a brave face and exclaimed eagerly, "Sorry I left so quickly, guys, but that was amazing! When did you have time to rehearse?"

They all replied excitedly, telling me a few different stories at once, all except for Rachel. She just stared at me curiously, as if she was trying to judge whether or not my enthusiasm was genuine. Immediately my smile faded. Here I was, trying as hard as I could to pretend for my students' sake that I was not completely heartbroken, and she was just making it all the more difficult by giving me that look. I felt the tears start to well in my eyes and I quickly turned to face the wall. It only took a few seconds to regain composure, and when I looked back at Rachel, she was talking to Finn as if nothing had happened. Well, that was weird. Am I seeing things? God, I've had a long day, I just need to go home and get some rest.

"Okay kids, we're done for today!" I announced to the kids. "We'll talk about our new songs for regionals next day!"

They all started chatting as they shuffled out the door of the music room, waving goodbye to me as they walked away. Rachel glanced over towards me, and there was that look again! It was as if she could feel my pain from deep down into my soul. Well, she probably can, it is Rachel after all. She's always been the perceptive one. Come to think of it, ever since she stopped criticizing everything I did, she's actually become really nice... beautiful too, look at those legs! Okay, what the fuck? This is Rachel we're talking about! She seemed to be considering something in her head, but then she just walked out the door after the rest of the glee kids. I gathered up all my music and headed to my office to grab the rest of my stuff. I walked over behind my desk to pick up all my marking and immediately fell into my chair. I sighed and put my head on my desk. I don't even want to go home, I have to sleep on the couch anyways. Sleeping like this might actually be more comfortable... I should start looking for a new apartment soon... or is Terri moving out? God, we haven't even talked about our living arrangements yet! So much to do, no energy to do it... I was interrupted by a timid knock at the door. Instantly my thoughts went to Emma, but I knew she wouldn't be here. I slowly lifted my head. "Who is it?" I mumbled. She opened my door and I breathed a sigh of relief. The one person I might actually be able to talk to, who might be able to understand. "Rachel," I smiled.