A/N: Sorry it took so long to update! This chapter was harder to write because I was looking for just the right song for Rachel to reply with. I didn't use Get it Right because I don't see her having it perfect just yet, if even written. At any rate, enjoy!

As always, I own no part of Glee or the song used below.

He avoided her the next day at school. It wasn't that he didn't want to be around her … if anything he'd wanted to follow her to her house the night before. But what else could he say? Any chance that he'd had of making things better with Rachel had gone out the window when she had went all diva on him.

No, she didn't go diva. She just finally let go of what she'd been feeling for so long.

And the worst part about it was that she'd been right. He had treated her like crap and she didn't deserve half of what he'd put her through. Hell, she didn't deserve any of it, he thought. He had to make things right with her. But how? The thoughts consumed his mind all day. His heart stopped and jaw dropped when he walked into the choir room that afternoon when he saw Rachel.

Holy hell, he said to himself. It took Puck brushing against his shoulder to knock him out of his absent state of mind and he took his seat next to Artie, even though he couldn't keep his eyes off her.

She was leaning on against the piano looking over some sheet music. She was always gorgeous in his eyes, but today … well, he would be picturing her the rest of the day. For starters, she was in jeans, which she rarely wore. But these weren't just any jeans. These were the skin-tight-showed-off-every-curve-in-the-right-way jeans that he'd begged her to buy while they were still dating and she'd dragged him to the mall with her. She'd tried them on just to tease him at first, but after seeing the way he reacted to her in them (and the make out session they'd had in the dressing room) she bought them. The only time that she'd worn them since was only on a couple of dates they'd had, and most of those dates ended well. Very well, he thought to himself with a smirk.

That wasn't all, though. Not only did she have on the awesome jeans, but she paired it with a form-fitting black tank top which she covered with a super-soft looking gray sweater. A thin, gold belt cinched the sweater around her small waist. She had styled her hair in a natural kind of way that allowed it to curl a little more than usual. It reminded him of the way it sometimes looked after their dates that would end well when she wore the awesome jeans. Which, today, were tucked into a pair of black heeled leather boots that came about an inch below her knee. He'd never seen those boots before, but he soon had them committed to memory.

Not only did she have a knockout outfit on, but the way she was leaning over the piano made the jeans enhance all the right curves. He licked his lips and let his mind wander to thinking about walking up to her, attacking her neck with a kiss in the spot that made her weak, grabbing her hips …

He cleared his throat and averted his gaze when she caught him staring.

I'm such a douche sometimes, he thought. But did she have to wear those today? And the boots? And … cool it, Finn. If you keep it up, you might actually have to hit a mailman.

She regained proper poise in front of the piano as she cleared her own throat. The rest of the club had made it to their seats when Mr. Schuester stood in front of Rachel to speak to the class.

"Alright everyone. We're continuing with this week's assignment with a performance from Rachel. Show us what ya got!" he said as he took his seat.

Rachel took a deep breath before she began to sing. She'd thought for a split second about running out of the room, but it was too late now. She had to do this.

I still remember the look on your face
Lit through the darkness at 1:58
The words that you whispered
For just us to know
You told me you loved me
So why did you go away
Away

Her fathers had gone away for a weekend on business during the summer. Finn had told his parents that he was going to spend the night at Artie's when he'd actually spent the night at Rachel's. After watching a couple of movies, they cuddled in her bed talking into the early morning. The topics ranged from things as menial as how to properly separate laundry to bigger topics such as their life together after high school. He'd told her that no matter what, he loved her and that he would always love her. She had kissed him and she had fallen asleep in his arms shortly after that.

I do recall now the smell of the rain
Fresh on the pavement
I ran off the plane
That July 9th
The beat of your heart
It jumps through your shirt
I can still feel your arms

Her dads had taken her on a three-week-long vacation to New York. It had been a long time for them to spend apart, but Finn had met her at the airport with a big bouquet of flowers when she returned. He had scooped her up in his arms the minute he saw her and she smothered his face in kisses. In that moment she felt like she had just stepped out of a war-era movie when the soldier finally gets to be with his love, only this wasn't a script. It was her life, and, somehow, it had been perfect. She kept a picture on her desk of them at the airport smiling like crazy from that day. It was one of her favorite pictures of them.

But now I'll go sit on the floor
Wearing your clothes
All that I know is I don't know
How to be something you miss
Never thought we'd have a last kiss
Never imagined we'd end like this
Your name, forever the name on my lips

In the days after the breakup, she was cleaning and came across an old McKinley t-shirt that Finn had left in her room. She had smiled when she picked it up, thinking of what Finn had told her when he left it.

"So that I can have clothes here so I don't have to do a walk of shame one day," he'd told her with a wink. Even though he had spent the night at her house a couple of times when her dads weren't home, they'd never took that last step of intimacy in their relationship. Rachel wasn't sure if she were happy about that or not. Either way, she wore the shirt to bed the night after she found it simply because it still smelled like him. Little did he know it was now covered in mascara stains from her crying into it.

She could feel the tears welling up in her eyes now and the hollowness in her chest growing as she sang. She told herself that she needed to keep it together, and to do so she avoided looking at Finn at all costs.

I do remember
The swing in your step
The life of the party, you're showing off again
And I roll my eyes and then you pull me in
I'm not much for dancing but for you I did
Because I love your handshake
Meeting my father
I love how you walk with your hands in your pockets
How you kissed me when I was in the middle of saying something
There's not a day when I don't miss those rude interruptions

The night that he's met her dads was the night before a glee party at Mercedes' house. He was nervous, but with a little encouragement from her he'd made it through. At the party he was cracking jokes with the other guys and soon he'd become the center of attention. He walked into the kitchen to get something to drink and found her there alone. She was annoyed with him and had started to go off about him ignoring her earlier in the night when she turned around to face him. He cut her off mid-sentence and kissed her wholeheartedly, passionately. He didn't stop until twenty minutes later when the rest of the club came in and caught her perched on the counter with Finn's hands on her waist and her legs wrapped around him. She didn't accused him of neglecting her for the rest of the night.

But now I'll go sit on the floor
Wearing your clothes
All that I know is I don't know
How to be something you miss
Never thought we'd have a last kiss
Never imagined we'd end like this
Your name, forever the name on my lips

She repeated the chorus and finally found the nerve to look at him. He wasn't looking at her, but was staring at the floor with glassy eyes. His lips were pursed together and she couldn't tell if he were mad or upset. To keep herself from crying, she closed her eyes and pushed through the rest of the song.

So I'll watch your life in pictures like I used to watch you sleep
And I'll feel you forget me like I used to feel you breathe
And I'll keep up with our old friends just to ask them how you are
Hope it's nice where you are
And I hope the sun shines
And it's a beautiful day
And something reminds you
You wish you had stayed
You can plan for a change in weather and town
But I never planned on you changing your mind

She opened her eyes and she realized he was staring at her. She looked into his dark eyes as everyone and everything else faded away. She was singing to him, only him, and she wanted him to feel exactly what she was trying to say.

So I'll go sit on the floor
Wearing your clothes
All that I know is that I don't know
How to be something you miss
Never thought we'd have a last kiss
Never imagined we'd end like this
Your name, forever the name on my lips
Just like our last kiss
Forever the name on my lips
Forever the name on my lips
Just like our last …

… she let the words trail as she came back to reality when the music ended. Everyone was staring at her and she felt the uneasiness in the air. Finn had returned his gaze to the floor with a hollow look. In a slight case of shock, she looked around and managed to give a half-hearted smile before she took her seat next to Mercedes. As she sat down, she looked around and again her and Finn's eyes met. He looked at her and she smiled at him. He didn't respond to her, and instead asked Mr. Schuester if he could be excused. The smile quickly left her face. Without asking, she stormed out of the room after him with everyone watching.