Chapter Three

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Author's Note: Okay, so I know it's been a while since I last updated. I hope there are still people reading my story, cause I haven't update in more than 3 months! I want to assure you I haven't given up on this story, I just took a brief break. I have no excuse except I have been majorly busy over the last few months, therefore less time to write. Again, sorry for leaving you hanging there. I promise I'll try and update a lot quicker next time. And I have almost all of the next chapter done so it should be updated before Christmas!

I hope you enjoy this chapter and it's worth the wait. :)


Ring. Ring. Riiiiiiing.

Rachel woke up to the sound of her loud alarm clock booming in her ears. The digital green letters read 10:30.

Normally, Rachel would never wake up at such an irresponsible hour, but she was so tired from her disaster of a date, and having some fun with Finn last night, she totally slept in.

Besides, she would have hoped Finn's alarm clock would be set to a realistic hour, and not 10:30! She would have to talk to Finn about this, and change his unhealthy sleep routine! After all she is his girlfriend, so she has power over things like this.

Ugh, she'll also have to nag him to clean his apartment, because she can hardly see the hard wood floors, because they are covered with all his shit.

She turns around, expecting to see Finn, but instead she sees the last person she ever wants to see, laying there, with her, in a bed.

Jacob Ben Israel.

She almost pukes in disgust. But she does scream.

"Jacob! What the hell are you doing here?" she barks, throwing her hands around wildly.

She looks around the space and doesn't notice much, just an unfamiliar setting. She mostly sees blurs of brown wall paper and action figures.

Oh god, what if he kidnapped her?

"Good morning my love," his familiar icky voice starts. "Did you remember to wake up early and feed Jacob Jr. breakfast? You know he gets cranky when he's hungry."

What is he talking about? Jacob Jr? What?

"Jacob get out of here! Get. Out. Now." She screeches, hoping he'd obey her.

Rachel was beyond confused.

"Baby, wake up baby," she hears a man say. Wait, that's Finn!

She feels warm hands caressing her, and the next thing she knows Jacob's smirking face is gone, and replaced with Finn's face. She looks into his amber eyes and sees concern, and a tad bit of humor.

"Finn," she chokes out. "What just happened?"

He laughs gently, the sound soothing her ears. "I think you were having a nightmare. I woke up to you screaming get out and wailing your hands around, nearly hitting me."

So that explains Jacob, and the brown messy room. It was just a dream, a horrible, creepy, erase-from-her-memory dream.

Rachel is horrified Finn saw her like that and barriers her face in the pillow, wishing she would just evaporate. Finn's laughter doesn't help either.

She slowly looks up at Finn's still (annoyingly) laughing face, meeting his gaze. When he catches her vulnerable gaze, his expression becomes more serious, and he pulls her in closer, relaxing her.

"Tell me what happened baby," he soothes, in a sweet and gentle tone.

She pulls her face away from his neck, but keeps the rest of her body pressed against his. "I'm not telling. You'll just laugh at me again," the brunette says stubbornly.

"Rach, I promise I won't laugh. I only laughed 'cause I thought it was cute. Now tell me what happened." He puts his figure on her chin tilting it up to meet his gaze.

"It wasn't really a big deal. I just woke up in this disgusting room. Lying next to…" she takes a big, dramatic pause, "Jacob Ben Israel. You know, my date from last night. Anyways, it was horrifying. I mean he didn't do anything, he just creeped me out."

Finn tries his hardest not to laugh at her dramatic expression. To be honest, he was expecting her nightmare to be about some clown killer chasing her around with a knife. Not the man from her horrifying date last night.

Rachel huffs and Finn's amused expression and crosses her arms over her chest. "It was the most horrifying nightmare I ever had! Do you think it's funny Finn?" She asked, clearly annoyed at her boyfriend.

"Uh, just a little."

Rachel moved out of his embrace and took the pillow beside her and used it to hit a laughing Finn. After she got her third blow, he took the pillow, throwing it onto the floor and crawled on top of her. She let out a loud squeal as he began to tickle her.

"S-stop it Finn!" Rachel giggled.

He stopped his tickling as he leaned down to give her a soft, everlasting kiss.


Santana hummed and danced around the kitchen, clearly in a good mood. She stops at the fridge and pulls out a beer and some leftover chicken wings.

Rachel, being vegan, dislikes chicken wings, and makes a face of disgust.

"Watch it Berry," Santana starts jokingly, "I see you eyeing my wings over there. You want chicken? Go out and buy it yourself."

"Santana," Rachel sighs, "You know I do not take part in eating meat, and wish you would do the same." The Latina scoffs. "Besides, I have a perfectly delicious tofu right in front of me."

"Oh please Berry. No one actually likes that shit." Rachel gasps. Of course her fellow vegans love tofu!

Rachel rolled her eyes and continued to eat her food.

"So, how did your little date go last night? Is Kurt actually the perfect matchmaker he claims to be?"

She groaned at the thought of her date, and the two others she must attend. "Ugh, no. It was a disaster! The guy was a disgusting pervert. I don't know why Kurt would set me up with him."

Santana smirked. "Maybe it was revenge for all the times where you decided to wear an animal sweater."

"That would at least explain it! I hope he didn't actually think we would be good together." She shivers at the thought.

Santana took another sloppy bite of her wings. "How are things going with Man Boobs?" She asked, with her food still in her mouth.

"First of all San, please finish eating your food before you speak. Second of all, his name is Finn and we both do not appreciate the nicknames you decide to give him, because I know for a fact he doesn't have man boobs. And if you must know, thinks are going quite well, thank you."

"So is he any good in the sack?"

Rachel blushed, "That is none of your business, but yes. Now can we stop talking about my boyfriend please?"

She was getting annoyed with her best friend's interrogation and really wanted to just enjoy her lunch.

"Why Berry? Are your panties getting wet by the mention of his name?"

She really hated her roommate sometimes.


It was about two hours before the show when Kurt called to cancel.

"Rachel, I'm sorry," Kurt's clearly not apologetic voice sounds from the other end of the receiver. "But something came up."

"What Kurt? What could have possibly come up that is far more important than going to see Wicked with your best friend?" Rachel asks, astonished.

"Blaine's parents are coming all the way from New Jersey tonight for dinner. I'm sorry I'm cancelling last minute but I thought you would understand. Why don't you bring someone else?"

And that is how Rachel found herself currently next to a snoring Finn in the Gershwin Theatre. Seriously? Who can possibly fall asleep during a perfect rendition of Popular? This is honestly so embarrassing. Her boyfriend falls asleep in the middle of a Broadway show! What if someone takes pictures and it jeopardizes her Broadway career?

She nudges the sleeping man, too angry to admit how cute he looks with drool dripping out of his mouth. "Finn, wake up! You're in a theatre for crying out loud!"

"Huh?" Finn whispers stupidly, than becomes aware of his surroundings. "Oh, sorry."

Rachel rolls her eyes and turns her attention back to the stage.

She really wishes Kurt was here. But at the same time she doesn't! It's his loss for, once again, choosing Blaine over her.

Not even a minute later she feels Finn's strong hand creeping up her leg and under her dress. There is no way there doing this here. Before she gets aroused, she lifts Finn's hand away from her thigh and places it in his lap.

The next two days, Rachel did everything in her power to avoid Kurt Hummel. Which is hard considering the man is everywhere.

She knows it wasn't completely his fault for ditching her last minute for Blaine. Maybe she is being a tad selfish. It's his fiancé! Of course he comes over her. But over the last few months this always happens.

"Why don't you just tell Lady Hummel how you feel?" The Latina asked.

"Yeah, and that will work so well. He'll just demand that I'm jealous of his relationship with Blaine, and set me up on more dates. I promise you, I am not jealous at all. If Kurt wants to choose romance over friendship he can go right ahead. I'll just be sitting here not caring. Then, he'll realise how he has been treating me, and beg for my forgiveness. He'll be lucky if I-"

"Whoa Berry slow down. I can't understand what you're saying when you talk so fucking fast."

Rachel took a deep breath calming herself. "All I'm saying is, Kurt really needs to take a look at the choices he makes and how they affect me."

"There's that magic Berry word again. Me. You do realise Kurt's life doesn't involve around you. I know you feel weird, without having him attached by your hip all the time. But don't you think you are being… clingy?"

"Clingy? What? Me? No."

"Yes Rachel. Give Lady Hummel some space and maybe he will want to do more things with you."

That was probably the nicest advice Santana Lopez is able to give in this situation. "Thanks San. Now will you watch Funny Girl with me?"

"What? No. Absolutely not. Just because Kurt isn't here doesn't mean I'm going to be his Broadway Loving replacement," Santana answered.

"Please, San? I'll make popcorn," she said hopefully. She gave the Latina a little puppy dog pout and batted her long eyelashes.

"Fine," she finally agreed. "But you owe me one shorty."


I know it was a bit short, but this chapter was going to be really long, but I decided to make the other half Chapter 4, which will be coming soon.

Stay tuned, because Rachel's date with Sam is coming next!

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