Disclaimer: I do not own Glee
Rachel's POV:
After Finn left my house, a thousand thoughts flooded into my head. I knew that I should say no, for the sake of my career, but truthfully, I really did not want to. It was nice to know that he wanted to stay with me forever. But, if I said yes, it would be a promise, a promise that would be hard to keep. Our relationship had failed so many times in the past, and it could definitely fail again.
I went upstairs to take a shower, and get prepared for bed. I did not want to be awake when my dads came home, for they would surely want to have a conversation with me. They would notice that something was wrong, and they would question me until they got an answer. They could not know what had happened today.
After my shower, I climbed into my bed and waited for slumber to take me. It didn't however, and I was stuck awake, thinking. I tried to clear my mind, but it didn't work. Eventually, I heard my dads come home. I hear no voices, just the clacking of shoes and the jingling of keys. I expected them to come into my room and check on me, but they never did. That was odd, for they usually checked on me every night. Was something wrong?
Eventually I fell asleep, and dreams of the proposal captured my mind.
I awoke the next morning at 6 o'clock, the usual time. However, I decided that I would not use my elliptical today. I thought that it would be better to jog outside in the cool, crisp morning air. Maybe it could finally clear my head.
I chose a long route. I figured that the more fatigued I became, the less I would be able to ponder things. I passed many houses, most looking very similar. They were all moderately sized, and most were completely dark, although some had a light on. They had simple landscaping, nothing that would require much upkeep.
The morning was eerily silent, and I regretted leaving my iPod at home. I loved all kinds of music, and usually when I was thinking of a song, it was all that I could think about. It would take my mind off of certain things that I did not wish to think about. I did not have my iPod, though, so my mind drifted.
If I said no to Finn, things between us would never be the same. I was a wonderful actress, of course, so I could pretend like nothing ever happened. I might even forget, eventually, but Finn was very different than me. He had always been very sensitive, and he would most definitely not forget. I don't know if our relationship could survive that level of awkwardness.
After about half an hour of jogging, I heard a car behind me. At first, I ignored it, for I was almost home. However, it just kept on approaching. As it began to pass me, it slowed down. I turned and saw the window being rolled down.
"Rachel?" a voice asked.