Disclaimer- Sadly, I own nothing. Sucks, doesnt it? O_e Enjoy!

Still Yours

Rachels POV

All my senses, everything escaped me the moment that final egg was cracked on my head. Now the only thing I'm aware of is the yolk running through my hair, over my clothes, and down my face, I don't even bother to wipe any of it off just yet. I'm not sure how long I've been standing here, I just keep staring at the place that was previously occupied by Jesse when he stabbed me in the back and in the heart by going back to Vocal Adrenaline. My feet begin to move on their own, and I find myself sitting on a bench just outside the main building. I just keep replaying it over in my mind, all of it. The crack of the first egg as it hit the back of my head, the sound of their laughter, the look on Jesse's face as all this was unraveling, and the cold, unfamiliar look in his eyes when he cracked the final egg. I have no idea how long I've been out here, but somewhere in the back of my mind I know I'm going to be late for Glee. Still, I cant force myself to stand just yet. The tears that have been stinging my eyes since the last of the eggs were thrown finally spill down my cheeks, though I dont bother to wipe them away. I should have seen this coming a mile away, I should have listened to the rest of them. There was always that nagging feeling I had when we were in Glee, but I always just- My thoughts are cut short when I hear a familiar voice speak my name, but don't dare to turn to face them.

"Rachel?" The voice asks again. They're getting closer, and its obvious that they are either worried or confused. Who wouldn't be though? I'm sitting on a bench by myself covered in eggshells and yolk. The person takes the final few steps and speaks again, now standing almost directly in front of me. I still cant will myself to look up at them. "Rachel, what are you doing out here? Your usually the first one to class." Theres a momentary pause and I can feel there eyes all over me. "What..? What the hell happened to you? Who did this?" His voice is getting angrier and more alarmed. I still cant respond, though my tears give it away. Finally I find my voice, though its no louder than a whisper.

"It was a trap, and I walked right into it" I whisper, willing my voice not to break. The man in front of me lets out a long, frustrated breath before kneeling down in front of me.

"Rachel, who did this? When did all this happen?" His voice is rushed, but I can tell hes trying to be patient. When I dont answer right away, he stands to his feet again and gently takes my arm, pulling me up.

After another few seconds, as he is pulling me through the halls, I can tell he is no longer trying to hide his anger. His face is red and the vein in his forehead is sticking out. All too soon, we reach the Choir room and hes pulling the door open. The talking that was going on throughout the Glee club comes to an abrupt halt once he lets me in. Several gasps, a few 'Oh My God's, and a mean laugh from Santana erupt after a few seconds of utter silence. Mr. Schuster, Mercedes, Tina, Kurt, and Quinn are all at my side in an instant. Leading me over to a seat, the questions begin as Kurt and Tina begin pulling eggshells out of my hair.

"Who did this?"

"When did this happen? Is this why you were late?"

"Do you want to go to the nurse?"

"How many were there?"

"Who did this?"

My head is spinning, but not from their questions, I can handle those. The image of Jesse's face when he cracked that egg over my forehead, along with the words he said right before, continue to swirl around in my mind, forcing all other thoughts out. I should have known that something was up when he called me and asked to meet him in the parking lot. The look on his face was different, his smile was wrong; devious. I've had my share of heartbreaks before, but the fact that he could just turn his back on me the way he did made this hurt more than I had ever expected.

"This isn't right!" Noah's voice booms out to the class, bringing me back to the present. Hes pacing back and forth, tugging at his mohawk. "They cant just get away with this! I wont let them! Whoever it was is going to pay, this is bullshit!" He goes on. Quinn finally stands up to try and calm him down, which seemed to work, though he is still breathing hard.

"Puck, where did you find her?" I hear Artie ask from somewhere nearby.

"She was on the bench outside by the parking lot. She's barely said a word since you guys sent me out to find her" He explains, slowing his pace down.

"Rachel," Mr. Schuster says as he kneels down in front of me. Finally, I look up and see the pain and sympathy written across his face. "Who did this to you?"

Theres a moment of silence before I'm able to find my voice again and answer. "Jesse. Him and the rest of Vocal Adrenaline" Once the words leave my lips, the bell rings and Kurt pulls out the last of the visible eggshells. I can feel the sorrowful looks on most of their faces as they pass by me to leave, but I dont bother to look up.

"We're going to get this guy, Berry. He's gonna pay." Puck says as him and Quinn leave together. I dont bother getting up, I cant find the strength to walk again. So I sit there in silence as Mr. Schuster tells me he needs to go do something and will be back soon. I'm in the exact same position I was in when I arrived to class when I feel someones hand take hold of my own as it sits in my lap. Looking up, I'm met by Finn's worried eyes.

We sit in silence for I dont know how long before either one of us speaks. The expression on his face is a mixture of several things; Concern, sympathy, anger, and revenge. Wordlessly, he stands with my hand still in his and leads me out to his car. Opening the door for me, I slide in and within minutes we are headed towards my house. Once we arrive, he takes my keys from my backpack and opens the front door, letting me in first before following.

Dad and Daddy are at some conference together, so the house is its usual quiet self apart from mine and Finns footsteps on the stairs. Once we get to my room, I close the door before turning to him. Niether of us have said a word to each other yet. I give him the only small, fragile smile I can manage before slipping into the bathroom thats attached to my bedroom while he sits patiently on the bed.

As I remove each article of clothing, I try my best to avoid looking at my reflection in the mirror when I'm still such a mess. The hot water of the shower seems to relax my muscles and helps to bring me back to the present, forcing me to face what happened. The silent tears that fall slowly down my cheeks mix with the water pouring from above me, and I do my best to hold back my sobs. I wash my hair vigorously in attempt to get all the small eggshell pieces and yolk completely out, but I can still smell some of it on me. Once I make sure I'm fully cleaned off, I turn the water off, dry off quickly, and wrap a robe around me before slowly walking back into my room.

A part of me is surprised to see Finn still sitting there looking at the pictures on my desk, but the other part of me knew he wouldn't leave; he is too much of a good person to just leave when I need someone the most. Still without a word, I quickly get a pair of pajamas from my dresser and head back to the bathroom. A brief glance at the clock on the wall tells me I had been in the shower for a little over an hour or so. After changing and brushing my teeth, I hesitantly make my way back into the bedroom to find him in the same position. When he finally looks up, our eyes lock and I feel my lip quiver as a wave of fresh tears overwhelm me. He is up in an instant, holding me to him as I slowly fall apart.

"I thought I meant something to him, I didn't think he was going to h-hurt me like this. Hurt us like this" I manage to say through my sobs. Its the most I've spoken since the whole thing happened, and Finn just holds me closer without a word. I'm not sure how long we stayed like this, but I am finally able to get my sobs under control as they turned to small sniffles and hiccups. There is a long silence between the two of us as we just hold onto each other. Its him that breaks the silence this time.

"I slept with Santana" His voice is soft, but broken. Hes ashamed of what he did and its obvious in the way he says her name, but theres something else in his voice as well. He was afraid to tell me, of hurting me again. Another few minutes pass before I nod.

"I know" I say simply, my voice even though somehow still full of emotion. "I heard her and Brittany talking about it after you told me you couldn't go through with it" I had made my peace with the fact that he had lost his virginity to her, it wasn't like it was hard to get Santana into bed, and she would be the first to admit it.

"I'm sorry, Rachel" The sorrow in his voice puts an ache in my heart, and all I can do is hold onto him tighter, my face against his chest. We stay this way for a few more minutes before he speaks up again. His voice is barely above a whisper, but definately loud enough for me to hear. "I wanted it to be you" He half-whispers, causing my eyes to tear up once again. "I wanted you to be my first"

Letting out a deep breath, I nodded once again. "I know, so did I" It isn't easy to admit, but its the truth. Ever since the day in the auditorium which now seems so long ago, my bodys reacted in a funny way whenever he's around.

"But I was jealous, and mad, and when you told me you had done it with that...asshole-" I cut him off to remind him of his language, which he appologizes for before continuing. "I didn't even want to think about what I had done with Santana, I was ashamed and disgusted with myself. Thats why I lied and said I couldn't go through with it. Then I heard Mercedes and Kurt talking about how you didn't actually sleep with him, which only made me feel worse" He goes on, almost talking into my hair now. Letting out a deep breath, he continues. "I'm sorry, Rachel" he repeats. "You know that I never meant to hurt you."

Nodding again, I realize how much guilt hes been feeling over all of this. "I know, Finn. And I'm sorry I lied too. I was upset and hurt that you agreed to go out with Santana, even though I had no right to since I was dating..." My voice trails off as I shake my head lightly. "My point is, I was wrong to try and hurt you by lying. It turns out you were right though, I ended up getting my heart broken" My voice sounds pathetic to my own ears at this point, so I simply shake it off. I'm not going to let this get the better of me. "I guess its better this way, you know?" I say as I finally pull back to look at him. "I'm better off without him, and his stupid little prank isnt going to stop me from doing what I want to do" I add as confidently as I can, a small smile gracing my features.

His answering smile is enough to make my stomache flip and my heart skip a beat, "Now theres the Rachel Berry we all know" His smile continues to grow as I let out a soft laugh.

"Thanks for...everything, Finn. I really appreciate you staying with me like this, I needed it" As the words escape me, I hear a door downstairs open and close, followed by two very familiar voices; Dad and Daddy are home.

"Dont worry about it, you dont have to thank me. Its...Its what I'm here for" Its obvious that hes holding something back, but I dont push. "I should probably get going, but I'll pick you up for school in the morning since we left your car in the parking lot. Is that alright?" He asks, the smile tugging at the corners of his lips is contagious and I soon find myself smiling as well.

"That would be wonderful, thank you" I answer with a small nod before hugging him goodbye. "I'll see you tomorrow, Finn."

As we pull apart, he gives me the small half-smile that he knows makes me weak. "Sweet dreams, Rachel" These are his last words before he departs from my bedroom, leaving me standing in the middle of the large room watching the door as it closes behind him. The rest of the night passes without much incident, and I'm soon crawling into bed. When I close my eyes, however, its not Jesse's cold stare that I see; its the concerned and longing eyes of one Finn Hudson.

To Be Continued..?

A/N- This isnt my first story, but it is my first on this account and for Glee. Not sure if I should make this longer or not, but thats where you readers come in! (: Reviews are amazing, so tell me what you guys think of this as my first fanfic as a Gleek 3 Should I continue with this, or keep it as a one-shot? I was thinking of making this into a series of missing scenes from the show, not just for Rachel and Finn, but others as well. Thoughts? Suggestions? Any questions you have so far? Thanks lovelys (: