So here's chapter 2, as promised. Thank you all so much for the alerts and favorites. It made my shitty day just a little brighter. I'm just gonna not "talk" anymore and let you all get right to it.
Disclaimer: Though it would make me eternally happy, I do not own Glee
Song: If Looks Could Kill- Heart
It was their first day of senior year, and Finn was determined to put the frustration he had at a certain petite brunette to very good use. He was all raring to confront her, call her out in front of the entire student body. But when he saw her, he decided maybe that wasn't such a good idea. This was bizarre, he remembered thinking. Not in any of his years had Finn seen a kid escorted to through school by their parent. But there she was, walking down the hallway, eyes downcast, with her father Leroy's hand gently on her shoulder, following her to her first class. She looked a little less than up to Rachel Berry standards. Her hair was slightly disheveled, and some of her clothing was wrinkled, something he knew Rachel hated.
"What the hell is that?" came Mercedes voice next to him. Finn turned to see Mercedes and Kurt standing next to him, watching as Rachel and her father turned into her AP Government class. Kurt gave a scoff.
"Looks to me like she's scared some of us will mentally disembowel her for treating us like dirt." Kurt said, his voice laced with venom. Finn grunted, his eyes narrowing. Kurt had a point; he knew some of the Glee kids, though not malicious, could be very emotionally scarring when scorned.
Whatever, I don't care if she's with a parent or not, she's still giving me some answers today." he grumbled, storming to his next class. Finn didn't find the time to talk to her until lunch period, but when he did he planted himself firmly in front of her so she couldn't quite reach the lunch line. She actually almost bumped into him, but Leroy halted her at the last second. Finn glared down at her, but she did not look back up at him. Leroy broke the silence first.
"Finn. What do you want?" he asked, Finn frowned.
"I actually wanted to talk to Rachel. Alone, if that's okay." he said, trying to sound kind, but he knew it sounded strained. Rachel patted her dad's hand.
"It's okay Dad, give us a few seconds." she whispered, still not looking anywhere but straight ahead. Leroy didn't look to happy about leaving her anywhere, but eventually he released his seemingly perpetual grip on his daughter and walked over to a corner of the cafeteria. Finn looked down at the short girl, willing her to look at him. But she still wouldn't.
"What is it Finn?" she asked, her voice quiet. Finn resisted the urge to shout, or punch something, enraged that she'd even had to ask.
"What do you think Rachel? You suddenly stop talking to me over the summer, your dad's won't let me come near you, say you can't and won't see me! I thought we had something special Rachel, why did you just stop talking to me! And everyone else too! Is it something I did because frankly I don't see what the hell I could have possibly done this time!" he whisper-shouted. The girl flinched at his venomous tone, but still did not look at him.
"I am sorry Finn, really I am. But it's nothing you did. It's me. I just…. I'm not enough for you, can't you see?" she whispered. Finn was seriously having trouble hearing you over the roar of the cafeteria, which was bizarre due to her normally overly loud behavior. Everything was off about her, but frankly Finn was too focused on his anger to notice of care.
"Not good enough for me? I was the one who had to win you back and suddenly you think you're not enough for me? Are you stupid?" he yelled this time. At this Rachel looked around, apparently trying to get her father over there because as soon as she did so he began to move swiftly back towards them. Finn couldn't stand the fact she wouldn't look at him. So finally he snapped, and reaching under her chin, he forcefully pulled her face up, forcing her to look him in the eye. What he saw terrified him. Her eyes were dead. There was literally no life in them at all. As she stared at him her eyes remained blank. Nothing at all in her eyes responded to his sudden forcefulness, though he felt the rest of her tense at it.
"Finn Hudson you will unhand my daughter immediately or I will press charges." Leroy's voice said over Rachel's shoulder. Finn gulped, and slowly released her chin. Leroy placed his hand back on his daughter's shoulder, leading her past Finn and towards the lunch line. But not before he had seen that her dead eyes had begun to tear.
I'm not sure when chapter 3 will be up. I have it written, but I wanna finish chapter 5 before I post it. And idk when I'll be in the mood to write again now. Hopefully the gleeathon tomorrow will cheer me up. It's funny, cuz up until rehearsals, I was having a fantastic day. The Sophomore/Junior English teacher had "Write a metaphor, because they're important" on the board so I had to put a gold star next to that, and we found out in drama that the guy playing my son in the play looks almost exactly like Luffy from One Piece when they put a straw hat on him. Plus I got to say "die potato"... But then rehearsals came around and self consciousness and a remark from the teacher I trust the most kind of brought everything down. So yeah, sorry if it takes awhile for the next chapter to go up. Anyways, review and stuff. I hope maybe this story brings a little brightness to your day.
