A/N: Hey! Thank you for clicking this story. I just wanted to share a little information about it. It takes place about a month after Don't Forget Me and 10 years before Close Enough to Hurt Me(You don't have to read those stories in order to enjoy this story, but I do recommend reading Close Enough to Hurt Me after reading this). I hope that you enjoy this chapter and those that follow.

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"Rachel we really need to talk." I said grabbing her hand as she walked into the apartment.

"What about?" she asked.

"You." I said quietly.

"What? What about me?" she asked, trying to hide the worry in her voice.

"Look Rachel, I'm going home." I stated. I wasn't looking her in the eye.

"To visit?" she asked trying to make me look at her.

"No. For good." I answered, finally looking at her.

"What? Why?" she asked snatching her hand away from me. The anger building in her body.

"Being here, it's changed you Rachel. You don't care about me or us being together as a couple. All you care about is your stupid college friends." I yelled.

"I'm making connections, Finn. I need these people for my career." she shouted back to me. "You don't get it!"

"No, you don't get it!" I roared. "What you promised me wouldn't happen when we left Lima is exactly what's happening!"

"What are you talking about?" she questioned me, folding her arms across her chest.

"You promised me that I wouldn't just be your "trophy boyfriend", but that's all I am to you. You show me off to your NYADA friends." I said, lowering my voice. "Look, I'm just going to go." I turned away from her and headed toward the door. I guess she hadn't noticed my bags by the door when she first came in.

"So that's it? You're just going to leave." she said, standing in the middle of the living room.

"Yeah. I'll call you." I said without looking at her. I didn't say anything else. When I closed the door behind me the sound echoed through the hallway.

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I didn't know how it would go over once I got to my mom's. I mean, she told me not to go to New York in the first place; but she's never been the one to say I told you so, so I don't know. But Burt. Burt will definitely say I told you so. He's the one that told me that running off the New York to "be there for Rachel" was a bad idea and that I need to take my post high school years to figure out who I wanted to be as an adult. Now that's fine and everything but what 18 year old wants to hear that?

I took a cab to the house that I lived in with my family. I know that at one point in time every kid that ever lived in Lima felt like a Lima Loser but when you return home after living on your own that's when you realize that the real Lima Losers are the dudes that don't make it on their own and have to come back and live in his high school bedroom. At least this one didn't have cowboys on the walls.

I paid the $45 dollar cab fare in $10s, $5s and I'm ashamed to say quarters. But in my defense, I was a bartender and people tend to pay for $2.50 drinks with $5s and well, enter the quarters. So I got out and went to the doorstep. I stood there for a while. I didn't know whether I should knock or just go in. Finally I just decided to ring the doorbell. After a few long minutes the door opened and Burt stood before me.

"Finn." he said looking at the bags at feet. "Come in." I grabbed my bags and stepped inside past him.

"Who is it?" I heard my mom say from the other room. Burt and I made eye contact.

"It's some tall goofy kid." he called back.

"Finn?" my mom said as she came into the hallway. "Oh Finn." she said hugging me. "What are you doing here?" I froze. No one wants to say, 'hey Mom. I had to come back. You were completely right about what New York was gonna be like and now I'm back to restart my life as a Lima Loser.' No. You wanna say stuff that's gonna make your mom proud. So instead of answering, I just shrugged. She hugged me again and began to lead me upstairs.

"I told you so." Burt said as he closed the front door.

"Burt, stop it." my mom said giving him a stern look.

"It's ok Mom." I lied. "I just wanna get to bed." I gave them both a weak smile and kept going to my room.

The room was exactly like I left it. Empty and full of hope. I on the other hand was returning to it empty with no hope at all. I flopped down on the bed and closed my eyes. As much as I didn't want the tears to come, they did. I was sad. No, depressed. I loved Rachel and I wanted to be there for her. Hell, I was in the back of the theater during her Funny Girl audition. I was in the dance studio when she had her callback. I did everything that I could to support her.

Maybe she was right and I didn't understand. I mean, NYADA is where she was when she became the star I always knew she'd be, but a promise is a promise. I wiped the tears and began looking around for my phone when I heard Not the Boy Next Door start to blast from it.

"Hello?"

"Oh my God, Finn." Kurt said, his voice full of worry.

"I'm ok, Kurt."

"Tell me the truth."

"That is the...well I will be ok." I said as I swung my legs over the edge of the bed. "How do you even know?"

"Rachel. She called me after you left. Crying her ungrateful little eyes out." Kurt responded.

"Don't be like that." I said. "She is grateful for everything that she has."

"She was completely ungrateful to you for all that you did for her." he said irritation in his voice.

"It's fine, Kurt. She will be." I said trying to convince the both of us.

"Stop being so nice to her."

"I'm not. I just don't want to talk about it anymore." I said running my hand over my scruffy jawline. "Just don't tell her where I am. She can always call me and talk but only if she wants to Kurt. Don't butt in."

"But Finn..."

"No Kurt. Rachel and I are adults now. We shouldn't have to go to our married friends about our failed relationship."

"That's what we're here for." Kurt said softly.

"Yeah but I don't need that right." I said with a deep sigh. "Just let this play out alright. Whatever happens, happens and I'll deal with it."

"Ok. I love you, Finn." he said. I could tell he was unsatisfied with my decision but I knew he would respect it.

"I love you too, Kurt." I said before I ended the call. I just laid straight back. I didn't know where I took the wrong turn to get on this long dark suck ass road back to Lima but I'm hoping that a some point there will be some light.

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I woke up to Raise Your Glass playing right in my ear.

"Hello?" I answered groggily.

"Hey Finn. How you holding up?" Blaine's comforting voice asked.

"Oh, hey Blaine. I'm alright." I said scooting back against the headboard.

"I hope you weren't too hard on Kurt last night."

"Why would I have been hard on him?"

"Well, I just figured that after his phone conversation with Rachel that you might've said something to him." he explained.

"What are you talking about?" I asked stretching.

"Rachel called last night after you left." Blaine informed me.

"Oh. What'd she say?"

'Hello?' Kurt answered the phone.

'Kurt, Finn's gone. He just left. I can't believe this.' Rachel said, tears threatening to choke her. 'He said that I'd changed. That's not the truth. I love him Kurt. Where did he go? I know you know.'

'Are you done?' he asked.

'What?'

'I know he left. I've known for a while now that he was going to leave.'

'How could you not tell me?' she said shocked. 'I thought we were best friends.'

'Finn is my brother; he comes first. And Rachel you and I haven't been best friends for a long time.' he said rolling his eyes.

'What?'

'You heard me. Kurt Hummel is no longer in the business of putting family second.'

'How could you let him do this to me?' she said trying not to yell.

'Are you serious, Rachel?' Kurt asked incredulously. 'How long was he supposed to stay around? No one wants to be a trophy. No one wants to feel like nothing.'

'I never made him feel that way.' Rachel shouted this time.

'Really? Then why did he leave?' he asked with attitude. 'Listen if you weren't such an ungrateful little wench, then he might still be here.'

'I can't believe you Kurt.' she spat.

'I can't believe you.' he spat right back. 'Finn moved here, even though he didn't want to, to be here for you. You make him 10,000 promises and break all of them. Who wants to stick around with someone who can't keep promises?'

'I didn't break any promises.'

'I promise to not treat you like a trophy. I promise that being in New York will strengthen us as a couple. I promise that once we get there, I'll help you find your best Finn.' Kurt rattled off. 'Those are promises, Rachel. And you broke every single one of them.'

'I...I...' she started.

'It doesn't matter now. He's finally free.' he said happily.

'Just please tell me where he is."

'No. He asked me not to."

'But...he's being unfair.' Rachel said. Kurt rolled his eyes again; he could tell she was pouting.

'He's being an adult. And when adults are in horrible situations, they get out.' Kurt said matter of factly. 'You need to take a serious step back and think about things. Until then, I don't think you and I have anything to talk about.' he said before ending the call.

"Why would he say those thing?" I asked, more to myself but Blaine answered.

"Because you're his brother and he loves you. I love you too, Finn and we just want whatever's best for you. So if being in Lima right now is what's best for you then, we're gonna support you." Blaine said gently.

"Thanks, man."

"No problem. Well, be safe, call often. I better go before Kurt starts baking."

"I will. Tell him to vac-pack me some cookies or something." I said with a laugh.

"No way. We'll be at the post office all day." he laughed.

"Alright, Blaine, love you little brother."

"Love you too." he said before I heard the click.

A/N2: I wasn't sure if it was confusing or not so I wanted to clarify something. During Finn's conversation with Blaine, the bold is Blaine retelling him about the phone conversation between Kurt and Rachel.

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