Sooo I decided to continue this story.
It wasn't an easy decision after everything that happened the last weeks, I'm still kinda shocked and don't want to believe it, but I just felt the need to complete this story!
I remember watching a video of an interview with Cory in which he said we should all read fan-fiction while we waited for the new Glee season. Even if that was like, two years ago, I think he still would have wanted that people kept writing and do what they like and I like writing so yeah, here's the next part! If you don't want to read stories about Finn being happy & alive anymore, you should stop now, because I just won't let him die in this story!
I still don't own Glee, surprise surprise!
"We should probably let them out before they kill each other, San! That didn't sound very well!" Brittany whispered and looked at the locked door to Artie's basement. It was Santana's idea to lock them in there so they could speak and talk shit over, but it was Brittany who suggested to put a chair under the doorknob. I mean, they didn't really want anything to get ruined. Dude already sat in a wheelchair, he shouldn't have to explain his parents now why there were scratches in the door frame or something.
"No no no, wait. They got silent, right! Maybe they are just... I dunno, having a hot, angry make-out session?" Santana didn't move and hoped she would hear something - anything, but the only thing that made a sound in the house was Brittany's heavy breathing next to her.
"But would you want to kiss somebody who told you that you were an arrogant, cocky bitch out of control?" The two girls had heard the fight of their two friends. It was loud enough for the neighbors to hear if there wouldn't be loud music playing outside.
"Oh I've been called worse Brit-Brit!"
"Yeah but not by the person you love..." She said and looked to the ground. "I've never said that to you."
Santana gave her a sad smile and took her hand. "No, you didn't Brit!"
Just as Santana wanted to lean over to her, they heard a dull sound coming from the basement. Then a few seconds later again. And again!
"Oh god are they trying to break the door? Or killing each other?" Brittany asked afraid.
"No... they won't be that stupid! Okay, well, I mean Rachel is in there too right? And why would they break the door if Artie's mom would find them in a few hours anyway... We should probably just go back in the garden now and leave them alone!" They heard another sound, this time it was even louder.
"Are you sure San?" Brittany was visibly terrified.
"Yes! Let's just hope nothing serious happens to them... or the door!"
And with that the girls turned around to join their friends at the little camp fire they started to make before they went.
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After their little more or less successful talk, Rachel went back to the basement and searched after something... Well, after what? She didn't really have a plan. Just something what would bring them out of this strange and uncomfortable situation! Or maybe she just searched after something so she didn't have to look him in the eyes or talk to him during her excursion through Artie's basement.
"What are you doing?" Finn asked curious after 5 minutes of just watching her hopping around.
She didn't answer though, just kept opening boxes and digging through shelves. Then she found a carton with craft equipment... and a hammer. She took it, walked past Finn and up the stairs again.
"Hey wait what do you want to-" But he already heard the first hit. "They fuck? Rachel!" She hit against the doorknob again, hoping it would fall off or turn around or just MOVE! But it didn't. She she hit it again. "Rachel... Rachel stop! Rach! Hey, stop it!" Finn took her wrists in his big hands to keep her from destroying the door. "This won't help, Rachel! Maybe it will just get worse!" He looked her in the eyes for a few seconds until she calmed down enough so he could let her hands go.
"And now you will give me the hammer and we will put it back without hurting anything or anyone!" He smiled as she pressed the hammer into his hand.
"I'm not a child anymore, Finn!"
"Are you sure? Because you just tried to kill a door with a mallet!"
She rolled her eyes but had to smile at the same time. It had been a bit... not-so-well-thought-out of her!
"And now we can just -" He started, but she hold up her tiny hand to stop him.
"Hey Shhh... did you hear that?"
Finn looked at the door and then back to Rachel. "Did the door speak to you and wants an apology?" He whispered and grinned right after it.
"Oh shut up! No... I think I heard voices!" They both went silent for a few seconds, but there was nothing to hear.
"Maybe it was just in your head?"
"FINN! Stop it now!" She hissed and crossed her arms.
"Hey, you told me that once when you were alone at home you heard -"
"Yes but I was probably daydreaming or something! Can we concentrate on the important things now?!"
"Well I didn't hear anything... Maybe this is the beginning!"
"The beginning of what, Sherlock?"
"Well you know, of going crazy! If you're locked anywhere for a long time with no contact to the outside-world, your brain starts to let you hear or see things that aren't real! I've seen a few movies where something like that happens... At first you start to hear scary voices and sounds and you have no idea where they come from, then you start to see things that aren't real and then you get attacked by a super big, green monster which kills you with his fat, long tentacles and swallows you whole! ...but in the end everything was only in your head and you strangled yourself to death!"
"Yeaaah... I'm sure that's going to happen Finn!"
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"Hey has anyone seen Rachel or Finn?" Sam asked a put a hot marshmallow in his mouth. They were just sitting all around the fire, talking and eating.
"Nope, not since he left to get something to drink." Puck said with his guitar in his lap. Playing songs while sitting on a camp fire? Best thing ever!
"Oh who cares where they are!" Santana interfered before they could, like, start to ask more questions or ever search after the giant and the dwarf which, for the record, she has locked in Artie's basement. So no, not a good topic!
"Did they already go home?" Mike asked and leaned back on his arms.
"Nah, they would have said goodbye! Finn maybe, but Rachel wouldn't just leave." Puck threw in.
"Maybe they're locked anywhere!" Brittany said and sounded proud that she had a good idea. Well, or proud that she knew something, because it was true! Santana poked her friend in the arm and shook her head.
"Okay what did you do Santana?" Kurt now said and stood up with his hands on his hips.
"Chill your nuts, Beyoncé! I didn't do anything. At least nothing bad. They should just talk and get over with it!"
"Wait you locked them in my house? Where?" This was Artie.
"You can't lock your friends anywhere Santana!" Quinn groaned.
"I think that's illegal! Deprivation of liberty or something like that..." Blaine now spoke up.
"Okay can everybody cool down now? I'm trying to help and be a good friend, okay?"
"But you can't just lock them anywhere! That won't help them to talk things out. Rachel will just freak out and Finn will be totally overwhelmed and wants to kill her more than usual! I love them both but this won't work, Satan!" Of course Kurt had to be pessimistic. His glass was always half empty!
"They are in the basement, nothing will happen to them okay?! Just give them another 10 minutes and then I will let them out!"
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"I swear to god if Santana has anything to do with this I will kill her!" Rachel said as she sat down on the cold, grey stairs again.
"Why would Santana want to lock us in Artie's basement? I mean this isn't even funny!" Finn sat down beside her and put the hammer on the other side. Just to make sure, you know.
"Well I promised her I would finally talk to you when she would talk to Brittany. I guess this is her way of making sure we actually talk or something! It's just stupid and so Santana!"
"So, then... we should do what she wanted!" He shrugged.
"What?"
"Talk!"
"We are talking.." She said under her breath but he heard it anyway.
"You know what I mean, Rach!" She sighed. Yes, she knew about what he wanted to talk. About what they had to talk. But it just didn't work! They tried to talk before, but that didn't end really well...
"What happened to 'No contact, not even in song' ?"
"Oh come on, you broke that rule when you called me after you won the Winter Showcase at NYADA." He laughed. "Or to wish me Merry Christmas, or on New Years Eve, then on my Birthday, again when you needed help to choose the perfect birthday present for Kurt, before and after your audition for Funny Girl..."
"Okay okay, got it. I got it! I was clingy and I should have respected your boundaries..."
"Well I'm glad you didn't!"
"But you told me that-"
"What I said wasn't really what I felt, Rach! I thought it would be for the best if we would just spent some time on our one, you know, growing up a bit and finding out what we really wanted. And I think that worked out pretty well! I mean, I'm in college now and know finally what I want to do with my life and you're in New York, living your dream. Doesn't seem too bad to me!"
"So what now? Are we going to go back to just being friends, chatting and phoning once a week and sending each other birthday cards?" And for the first time of their conversation she really looked him in the eyes and didn't look away after a few seconds.
He smiled and took her small hand in his.
"You know how I feel about you, Rachel! And you know what I want. But if that's not what you feel or what you want, I'm okay with being friends for now. I mean you're kinda my best friend too, so it really sucks to not only don't have my girl but also my best friend!" He let his thumb slide softly over the back of the hand.
"You're mine, too..." She whispered. "And I... Finn I love you! Don't even think I feel any different now than a year ago. It's just not... it's not easy! With you still in Ohio and me in New York, how's that gonna work? It didn't with Blaine and Kurt... or with Brittany and Santana! And I don't think I could go through a break up again, at least not now."
"But you know it doesn't have to end like that. If we work harder for it..."
"I know, but what if it does? How many times can two people break up before they finally decide it doesn't work or it hurts more than anything else? Because without counting I can tell you we already broke up 4 times and that in not even 4 years!"
"I know, I know... I just... I wish it was different." He looked sadly to the ground and took a deep breath.
"Yeah me too... but hey" , she pulled her hand from his and settled it on his neck instead to play with his hair, "who knows? Maybe, in a few years, we'll met in a little Café in Tokio cause my plans didn't work out that well and you just decided to go somewhere else to teach children! Or we meet somewhere else, like in a bar in North Carolina cause we both needed a little time-out from our day-to-day lives! Or even at the top of the Mount Everest because we both searched after an adventure and something different! There are so, so many ways and you know, anything could happen!"
He laughed slightly, which made Rachel smile. Even if he had a different haircut, new clothes and more muscles, he had still this sweet, naïve school boy half-smile which she had always loved and probably always will.
"I don't think that will happen, Rachel... we both would be too lazy to walk even one-third of the Mount Everest up there! And I'm pretty sure it would be too cold and we would freeze to death or get over-rolled by an avalanche! And if everything went well, a scary snow monster would jump out from behind an iceberg and eat us all!"
They both laughed heavily and Rachel's hand slipped from his neck down to his chest. Finn now looked her into the eyes again and put his big hand right over hers. He pressed it tighter to his chest so she could feel his heartbeat and Rachel was torn back and forth between pulling her hand away or moving closer to him. But Finn took the decision from her by turning to her so his knee was touching her thigh and pulling a strand of hair with his free hand out of her face, just to let it rest on her cheek after. He stroked softly with his thumb over it and suddenly, she didn't even have the chance to think about what was happening, his lips were on hers and her free hand slipped automatically into his hair to pull him even closer.
Their lips moved against each other in a soft and slow rhythm and as he let his tongue slide over her bottom lip she didn't hesitate and opened her mouth for him. It felt like nothing mattered at this moment. Not that they were sitting on cold, hard stairs in a locked basement, that one of her best friends brought her into this situation, that she would leave Ohio in two weeks and that she would head to New York right after the vacations with her dads, that it would be a long time until she could see him again. The only thing that mattered right now were his lips on hers, his hand on her cheek, the other one still pressing her own hand to his heart and his tongue tangled with hers.
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"Hey you really should go and let them out now, Santana! If they wanted to talk they already did and if not, they won't anymore! It's not fair to sit in front of this campfire, eating marshmallows, talking, laughing and singing without them!" Quinn told her friend serious.
"How long are they even in there?" Sam asked as he put another piece of wood in the fire.
"Dunno, about 40 minutes!" The latina shrugged.
"Okay come on Sanny, we will let them out now! Sometimes when Lord Tubbington is really mean to me, I put him into my dresser and close the doors, but only for 333 seconds so he know's he has done something wrong but not enough to let him feel really lonely!" Brittany smiled and stood up.
"Yeah okay, fine, FINE! We'll let them out now... god, if it worked you all owe me a week where none of you will get on nerves, asks me something I don't care about, tells me something I don't want to know or talks to me at all!" They all laughed and Santana took Brittany's hand and followed her inside.
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"Do you think they will be mad at us Tana?"
"Maybe a little bit! But then they will realize that everything we did was to help them so they will probably forgive us."
"Good. I don't want anybody to be mad at me!"
"Yeah, me neither... so let's see if we hear something!"
The girls looked at the still locked door, trying to hear a sound coming from the inside. But there was nothing.
"Are you sure that was a good idea? What if they are both lying dead on the basement floor because a swarm of Killer-Spiders attacked them!"
"Um I don't think they live in Artie's basement, Brit. But we will see it in a second!"
Santana pulled the chair away from the door so it didn't block the doorknob anymore.
"If they are both sitting in there and stare at the white walls, saying nothing, I will have to kill her. Or better both of them so they can continue to play their little Nothing-ever-happened-between-us game in heaven. Or hell, depends." And with that Santana opened the door...
Well, they didn't exactly stare at walls... Rachel was almost sitting in Finns lap, one hand around his neck, and he held her close with his hand on her hip.
And the best part: they were trying to eat each other! Another way to kill someone, Santana thought.
But Rachel and Finn, of course, heard the door and jumped apart, looking up to see whoever was standing in the door frame and interrupting them.
"Well, if that didn't work I don't know what would have. Hey, please don't mind us! We can lock the door again if you want!" Santana smirked, proud of what she saw because it was her work. Brittany was just happy to see them both alive!
"We aren't... I mean... what did... why the hell did you lock us in here Santana?" Rachel stuttered. She was still distracted by the boy with the swollen lips sitting next to hear.
"Otherwise you would have just run away! I know you Rachel and I just wanted to help you. And it seems like it worked!" She grinned at Finn who was totally irritated and just wanted to be alone with Rachel again. But it didn't seem like he would get the chance to, because Rachel suddenly stood up and walked right out of the door, past a confused Santana and Brittany, leaving an even more confused Finn.
"Why did she run out now? Is she that mad at us Tana? I don't want her to be mad!" Brittany asked.
"I don't think she is mad at us, Brit." She said and looked at Finn. "She's probably mad at herself."
He had no idea what just happened or what he was supposed to do, but getting up and running after her seemed like a good idea at the moment.
Sooo that was part 2! :)
I don't know if there are still people who want to read this story, so let me know if you're one of them by commenting or following!
Right now I still have holidays for two weeks so the next part should be up in a few days!
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I'm not a native speaker so you can tell me if anything went really wrong.
Mistakes are all mine, but I'm sorry if there are a lot^^
And yeah... thanks for reading & I'll see you soon!
Xo Janina!
