Back to Black.
What if Santana didn't sung Back to Black (by Amy Winehouse), but Rachel did, after the funeral? And how Finn would react?
*using the versions in the episodes.
I don't own any Glee character or the song.
Chapter 1. – Back to Black.
Rachel's POV
I was sitting in the corner of the room, just waiting Mr. Schue arrive. I couldn't help myself and looked at.. him. Mercedes call me after the funeral and told me that Finn broke up with Quinn. I couldn't believe it, I mean.. they were holding hands during the Sue's speech and they left together, everything seemed to be fine. Well, they weren't sitting next to each other now, actually, they were the furthest apart as possible. I looked at her and she was looking at me. With anger.
"I'm so proud of you guys, the Funeral was.. amazing. I'm sure Jean would love it." – Mr. Schue told us as he passed the door.
"But isn't she dead?" Brittany asked.
I rolled my eyes, poor girl, so innocent. Everybody ignored the question and he continued:
"So.. I think it's time to move forward, Nationals is happening in a week and we gonna do original songs."
I smile, oh my God! So many ideas! Pen, paper.. where are they?
"Oh great, let's write something and let Rachel shine alone again?" Quinn said bitterly.
Everybody looked at her, surprised.
"Excuse me?" I asked.
"Don't pretend you don't know, man hands. It's always like that, we work our asses off and you get the whole credit." she said "And you like it."
"Quinn, we get it, you're mad that Finn broke up with you, but don't blame it for that."
"BUT YOU'RE THE ONE TO BLAME!" she screamed, all eyes widened as she stood. "IF YOU DIDN'T EXIST, MY LIFE WOULD BE PERFECT!"
"Quinn.." Mr. Schue begun.
"No no, she needs to hear it. The world won't spin around you, Mrs. I'm Too Good To Be Here. You aren't the best singer in the world, to be honest, you aren't the best singer here, in the New Directions."
"I think you should go, you're not thinking straight."
'Oh yeah, I'm thinking straight. What? You can't hear the truth? You aren't the best singer here, won't be in Broadway, you gonna be stuck in Lima, just like any of us."
"HEY HEY Q, DON'T PUT ME IN THERE." Santana said "I'm gonna be in NY when this hell ends, YOU gonna be stuck in here. Don't blame us if Finnocence kicked you. I can't believe I'll say that, but Rachel is the best singer here. She'll be a Broadway actress. She always knew what she wanted, she fought for it."
"Thanks Santana, that was. sweet." I murmured.
"No problem, I just keep it real." The latina smiled. "and Q? She isn't guilty if you can't keep your man."
"I CAN!"
"OK, THAT'S IT!" Now, Finn was the one to yell.
Everyone looked at his direction.
"Yes, I broke up with Quinn. And yes, it was because of Rachel. But Nationals is more important than this drama, and we have to focus."
Ok, this was unexpected.
"Finn's right, guys. Nationals. Original songs, keep that in mind." – Mr. Schue told us.
And another word was spoken, 1 hour later, we were dispensed. I got up and left the room as quickly as possible.
But of course, not quickly enough.
"Rachel?" I heard a voice.
Not any voice. His voice.
I turned to face him.
"Yes?"
"I have to talk to you.. I mean, the thing I said there, about.. breaking up with Quinn because of you..-
"Finn, don't."
"Don't?"
"Yea, don't. You're right, Nationals is more important, so.. don't talk about it, we already have drama enough."
"But..-
"See you tomorrow." I said and left.
The day after was.. awkward. Everybody was staring each other and nobody said a thing.
"Guys, you realize that in some point somebody will have to speak something. It seems everybody are back to black, huh?" – he tried to joke.
And something came in my mind.
"Mr. Schue?" I said and everybody looked at me.
"Yes, Rachel?"
"I have a idea. As much as I support the idea of doing an original song, I think I have a song that basically says what everyone is feeling right now. or at least what I am."
"Okay.. let's hear it."
I got up and went to the members of the band, I told them which song I wanted and they just agree. I leaned on the piano and started singing, looking at Finn.
He left no time to regret
Kept his lips wet with his same old safe bet
Me and my head high
And my tears dry, get on without my guy
I could tell he was surprised, but never took his eyes from mine. I sang the lyrics with all sincerity as possible, because I was really going back to black. He choose Quinn over me. I was naive, people like Finn always choose people like her, I never had a chance, did I? Maybe I was just a distraction, he used me until he was ready to forgive her.
You went back to what you knew – I looked at Quinn.
So far removed from all that we went through
And I tread a troubled track
My odds are stacked, I'll go back to black
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to – I walked to the middle of the room.
Black..
Black..
I go back to..
I go back to..
I closed my eyes, the tears was trying to get out, but I couldn't cry. Not in front of everyone. In front of her. Of him.
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to black.
The song ended and everybody clapped as I got back to my seat.
"That was good Rachel. Really good. Maybe you can sing it in Nationals."
"No."
I turned to see who said that, but I recognized the voice.
"I think Rachel and I should sing a duet." Finn said.
It's my first fanfic, so I hope you enjoy! I'll post chapter 2 (the last) tomorrow. *-*