Tether. That word. The word he couldn't get out of his mind. The word that had prompted the end of his relationship with Quinn. Finn knew he shouldn't be placing so much on a word Sue Sylvester had used in a eulogy but it spoke to him, and Finn was a believer in gut instincts. His instincts had told him to end things with Quinn but that didn't make it any easier to actually do it. Nor did it make it any easier to pursue Rachel though he knew it should.
He wondered briefly when he had become so attached to the wily brunette. The first Glee rehearsal she had managed to scare the crap out of him. She was dorky looking, very forceful and anyway, he had a girlfriend. He supposed she was pretty, though his initial thought had admittedly been, 'was it really worth subjecting himself to this torture to stop Mr. Schue speaking to his mom?'
But somewhere along the way he had seen past the exterior and seen her vulnerability. She had crawled beneath his skin and infected him. Most people said addictions were bad. Drugs, alcohol, sex. Yet Finn was addicted to Rachel, and he failed to see it as a bad thing. It was this addiction that had prompted their first kiss. Even though he knew he shouldn't be there and he knew that technically and morally it was wrong, emotionally it didn't feel wrong.
And so he had handpicked a flower, with the intent of surprising her. He was single, as was she, but more importantly he loved her. All of this, dating Quinn and getting mad at Rachel…it was all tied into the fundamental aspect of love. And so he held his head high as he walked through the McKinley High corridors, anticipating a big love scene - that's what always happened in those chick flicks Rachel had always tried to make him watch – and was forced to a halt as his eyes closed in on her…with Jesse St. Sucks. Kurt was right, that was a perfect name.
His breathing shallowed as he forced himself to watch, feeling his heart shattered into a thousand pieces. She wasn't supposed to be with anyone else. Carole had told him it'd take a big gesture and he had thought this would be it. Instead he strengthened his resolve to make Rachel understand they belonged together, even if it took the bright lights of NYC and a little help from his friends to do it.
