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Chapter 1 – All That's Waiting Is Regret

Rachel sighed as her phone began ringing again. She knew it was Kurt calling again, and she didn't have to answer to know what he was calling about. Because it was the same thing he'd been bugging her about for the past month. Unfortunately, her friend was not the type to give up easily or take 'no' for an answer. So, reluctantly, she reached out for her phone, staring at the screen for a few moments before finally accepting the call.

"Hello," she said.

"I see you decided to stop ignoring me," Kurt replied in lieu of a greeting.

"I wasn't ignoring you," Rachel lied. "I was out on the balcony."

"Uh huh," Kurt said in a tone that told her he didn't believe her. "What were you doing on the balcony?"

"Reading," Rachel replied. "It's a nice day out, so I thought I would enjoy it."

Rachel looked out the window at the cloudy, rainy sky and shook her head at herself, wishing she would have come up with a better lie. Knowing Kurt, he was probably already checking the weather forecast for New York.

"Isn't it supposed to rain there today?" Kurt asked.

"Maybe, but it's nice right now," Rachel lied again. "Anyway, is there something in particular you were calling about?"

Even though she knew exactly what he was calling about, she was hoping to distract him from her lie. Although, she would almost rather continue with their current conversation.

"I was just wondering if you'd changed your mind," Kurt replied.

"I haven't, no," Rachel said.

Kurt huffed. "Rachel!"

"I'm not going," she firmly replied.

"Why not?" Kurt asked.

Rachel sighed and shook her head. He kept asking why she didn't want to go, but she'd never given him an actual answer, and she wasn't going to. She had her reasons; reasons he didn't need to know.

"Does it matter?" Rachel asked back after several moments of silence passed by.

"It's our five year reunion," Kurt stated. "It's an important milestone, and you're all about important events, so why don't you want to go to this one?"

"It's complicated," Rachel replied.

"How complicated can it be?" Kurt asked. "I know high school wasn't the best for either of us, but the rest of the Glee Club is going to be there. It'll be the first time we've all been together since graduation. Don't you want to see your friends?"

"Everyone is going to be there?" Rachel asked.

"As far as I know," Kurt replied. "I talked to Tina yesterday; she said she's talked to everyone."

Rachel sighed. "I don't know, Kurt."

"You haven't been to Lima in two years," Kurt said. "I'm sure your fathers would love to see you, and I know your best friend really wants to see you."

Rachel smiled. "It's not that I don't miss you and my dads—"

"So what's the problem?" Kurt asked. "I know Finn's really looking forward to it, and he isn't going to have as much fun if you're not there."

Rachel looked down at the mention of her fiancé. He was definitely looking forward to it; he'd been talking about the reunion since they got their invitations. As much as Kurt had been bugging her about going, Finn had been even worse. She knew how much he wanted her to go with him, but Rachel was still reluctant.

"I'm sure you would only be at the reunion for a few hours," Kurt added. "You can spend the rest of the time with your fathers and, more importantly, me."

Rachel began fidgeting with the hem of her skirt as she thought about what Kurt was saying It would be nice to see her fathers, and she would love to see most of the other former New Directions members, some of whom she hadn't seen in nearly five years.

"Are you ever going to tell me why you don't want to go?" Kurt asked.

"I told you—"

"It's complicated; I know," he said, and Rachel could imagine he was probably rolling his eyes. "But what's so complicated? Your friends are going to be there, you'll get to see your fathers, and you'll be making Finn happy. Not to mention you'd be making your best friend the happiest guy on the planet."

"Kurt—"

"You could at least tell me why you don't want to come to the reunion," Kurt interrupted. "Because I don't get it."

Rachel opened her mouth for a moment and then closed it, furrowing her brows. She really didn't know what to say to him; she meant it when she said it was complicated. And Kurt may be her best friend in the world, but she really didn't want to talk to him about it. She didn't even know if he would understand.

"Rachel, what is going on?" Kurt asked.

"It's nothing," Rachel lied.

"Are you sure?" Kurt asked. "Because you talk about everything, and the fact that you're not talking about it says a lot."

"Really, it's nothing," Rachel replied.

"If you're sure," Kurt said.

"I am," Rachel stated.

"Well, then, if it's nothing, will you come to the reunion?" Kurt asked.

Rachel sighed. "I'll think about it."

"Perfect," Kurt replied, and Rachel could practically hear his smug smile.

"I didn't say yes," Rachel said.

"That doesn't mean you won't," Kurt replied.

Rachel shook her head. "I should go; Finn is going to be home soon and I told him I'd pick up dinner."

"Tell my brother I say 'hello'," Kurt replied. "I'll call you tomorrow. That is if you'll answer."

"Goodbye, Kurt," Rachel said.

Rachel dropped her arm and stared at her phone for a moment as the call ended. She still had no intention of going to the reunion, but she figured she could at least think about it. She knew Kurt would be thrilled, and it would certainly make Finn happy. She just didn't know if making everyone else happy was worth her unhappiness.

"Rachel?"

"I'm in here!" she called from the bathroom.

Rachel paused brushing her hair and took a deep breath, slowly releasing it. After a moment, she could hear Finn's steps on the hardwood floor, and she took several more deep breaths as she stared at her reflection in the mirror. Since talking to Kurt, she'd been feeling anxious, and no matter what she did, it wasn't going away.

"Hey," Finn greeted her.

"Hi," Rachel said, putting on a smile as she turned around. "How was work?"

She knew her smile looked forced, but she figured Finn would never notice. He wasn't the most perceptive, which sometimes bothered her, but it also had its benefits.

"It kinda sucked," Finn answered with a shrug. "They had me unloading the truck."

"I thought the truck usually came overnight," Rachel said.

"It does, but it was late," Finn replied. "So me and Josh had to do it."

"I'm sorry," Rachel said, wrapping her arms around Finn. "If you'd like, I'll give you a massage later."

"Yeah," Finn replied, smiling down at her.

"Dinner should be here any moment," Rachel said. "They said forty-five minutes and it's been almost an hour."

"What did you get?" Finn asked as he pulled his shirt off and threw it on the floor.

"I ordered pizza," Rachel answered, bending over to pick up Finn's shirt. "I hope you don't mind."

"Nah, that's fine," Finn said, turning the shower on. "Did you order any wings?"

"I did,' Rachel replied, walking into the bedroom, and tossing Finn's shirt into the hamper. "The spicy ones."

"Awesome," Finn said, smiling. "I'll just be a sec."

Rachel walked back into the bathroom to pick up the rest of Finn's clothes, and then walked into the bedroom, tossing them in with Finn's shirt. She then looking around the bedroom and picked up a few other stray pieces of clothing, throwing them into the hamper as well. Just as she began straightening up the bed, she heard the water shut off, and Finn called out, "Can you grab me a towel? I forgot you washed them all."

"Hold on," Rachel said, walking over to the neatly folded towels that were still sitting in the laundry basket.

When she walked into the bathroom, Finn was standing there looking around the shower curtain, dripping water onto the floor. Rachel could only shake her head as she watched him. They'd been living together for three years, so she knew there was no point in saying anything. He didn't mind living in a messy apartment, but it drove Rachel crazy. No matter how many times she asked him to pick up after himself, nothing changed. He would always say he'd do it later, so she gave up trying and began doing it herself.

"Here," Rachel said, holding the towel out.

Finn gave her a smile. "Thanks."

"You're welcome," Rachel replied, leaning forward, and kissing her fiancé.

"Is the food here yet?" Finn asked as he began drying off.

"No, and if they don't arrive soon, I'm going to have to call the restaurant to complain," Rachel said before walking back into the bedroom.

"So, what'd you do today?" Finn asked. "Did you go look at a new bed like you were talking about?"

"No," Rachel said. "I forgot, actually. Oh, Kurt asked me to tell you 'hello'."

"He called?" Finn asked.

"Yes," Rachel replied. "He wanted to ask me about the reunion again."

"What did you tell him?" Finn asked.

Rachel hesitated for a moment before saying, "I told him I would think about it."

"Really?" Finn asked, walking out of the bathroom with the towel around his waist.

"Yes," Rachel said, sitting on the bed, staring down at the floor.

"That's awesome!" Finn replied. "Look, I know you don't want to go, but it'll be a lot of fun. You'll get to see everyone again, and you haven't been home in forever. I get that you had to work last time, but you can take off for a few days this time."

Rachel sighed. "I know, but—I just don't know if I want to go."

"Why not?" Finn asked. "Everyone wants you to come. Even Puck's been asking if you're coming. Everyone's excited about it and I really don't want to have to go without you." He shrugged. "It won't be as fun if you're not there."

Rachel looked up at Finn for a few moments before looking away. He had asked her several times why she didn't want to go, but she'd avoided the question like she had with Kurt. She didn't know if her best friend would understand, but she was certain Finn wouldn't. Not only would he not understand, but it would just upset him, and she didn't want that. They were happy and dredging up things from high school would only destroy that happiness.

"Okay," Rachel quietly said.

"Okay?" Finn repeated.

"Okay, I'll go," Rachel relented.

"Seriously?" Finn asked, smiling.

"Yes," Rachel said, trying her best to smile back. "I'll go to the reunion. You and Kurt are both right; it's going to be fun. Everyone is going to be there, and I wouldn't want to miss seeing them. And I'll get to visit my fathers, and I haven't seen your family in a while, so that'll be nice."

"You won't regret it, Rach," Finn replied. "It'll be great. I promise."

Rachel nodded just as the doorbell rang. "That'll be the pizza."

Rachel stood up from the bed and walked out of the bedroom. As she walked into the living room, she looked over her shoulder at Finn and let out a long sigh. She couldn't help feeling like she'd just made a huge mistake. She'd told herself she wouldn't go to the reunion no matter what happened, but now there was no going back. Now she could only hope Kurt was wrong and that not everyone was going to be there.

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