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Chapter Four: Love the way you lie

Finn stared at the weapon in his hand. His thoughts were racing. "Rachel..." He said once more as he looked at her. She shook her head. "Please leave," She cried. Rachel walked over to her bed and laid down sobbing into her pillow.

"I still love you." Finn stated. He set the gun down on the table and walked over, and took a seat next to her. She was lying on her stomach. He slowly rubbed her back in soothing way. "You shouldn't" He heard the words come out, muffled by the pillow.

"Why Rachel? Because you're a little depressed? Because life hasn't been fair to you? Why don't you think I should love you?" He asked, as he looked over at the gun once more. "I cause pain. I mean, if you had never been friends with me, you wouldn't be here right now. You wouldn't be in any type of pain." She said as she looked up at him.

"If we weren't friends, my life would suck. If we weren't friends, I would've woke up tomorrow morning as if nothing was different. I would've come to school and heard about a girl who killed herself. The entire time, I would've been thinking, how could no one have noticed anything was wrong." Finn told her as he looked into her sad eyes.

"Please leave." She pleaded one last time. He shook his head. "Rachel I can't. What happened to you? Honestly. What happened?" He asked, still rubbing her back.

"So much. I mean, I woke up one morning, and everything anyone had ever said to me, that was mean or hurtful or horrible finally sunk in. Because, after long enough every word they said finally gets to you. Whether, it makes you feel upset for an hour, or it makes you depressed. It always gets to you." She sighed. The tears were still running down her cheeks.

"Seeing you this way breaks my heart. I want you to be okay Rach. I want to help you be okay. I think we can put all of this behind you. Like I said earlier. This summer is going to be all about you. And who you are." Finn said as he bent down and placed a kiss on her forehead.

"What if I'm not really sure who I am." Rachel hiccuped through a sob. Finn shrugged. "Then I guess we will discover who you are. I love you so much." He looked down at her with loving eyes.

Rachel squeezed her eyes closed. "Stop saying that." She breathed out heavily. "Why?" Finn asked as he let a few tears fall down his cheeks. "Because...I just don't want to hear it." She snapped. Her eyes narrowed as if she was trying to be mad at him but couldn't.

"Give me a reason to be mad at you. Give me a reason to kick you out of this room and tell you to leave, and not feel guilty." She sighed. "Not feel guilty about what?" Finn asked as he moved a piece of hair out of her face. "Nothing." She choked on the words.

He nodded. "Your going to be okay." He said while nodding. "How can you be so sure?" She asked her big brown eyes, getting even puffier and redder than before. "I'm Finn. I just know these things." He smiled sadly while bringing her into a huge hug.

She immediately wrapped her arms around him and cried into his shoulder. "I only pushed you away so, it'd be easier on you if something happened to me." Rachel cried. "Well, now, nothing is going to happen to you. I won't let it." He kissed her head and sighed.

He was so glad she was where she was. In his arms, safe. Finn thought to earlier when he'd found the note. He breathed in a shallow breath as he thought about it. He squeezed his eyes shut and pulled Rachel closer as his thoughts went to what would've happened if he hadn't found the note.

Finn wondered, if her dad's would've found her. Or if it would've been him, or the neighbors, or anyone else. He couldn't imagine it being him. The thought was to unbearable. He knew, if it would've been him, he would've fallen to his knee's and silently cried his eyes out until the police got there.

He wondered who would miss her. Who would feel guilty. Finn knew he would've. But would anyone else have? Would Quinn have felt guilty for being so mean to her? Would Santana and Puck, and any other popular person have felt guilty for slushying her and bringing down her self esteem until there was nothing but the crumpled pieces of her broken heart?

Would Kurt have felt guilty, for always trying to outdo her and make her feel as though she wasn't good enough? Would Mr. Shuester have felt guilty, for not noticing the obvious signs that she was becoming more and more depressed with each day that went by?

Would Principle Figgens gave felt guilty, for the sheer reason, that even he never noticed that something was going on with one of his students? Would Leroy have felt guilty, for constantly ignoring his only daughter and making her feel as though she was always alone? Would Hiram have felt guilty, for going along with whatever Leroy said?

Something told him, no matter how much everyone tried to deny it, they would all feel a little guilty. Like they would all know they had a little bit of fault in her death. He wondered if everyone would look at each other the same. He wondered, if for a few weeks, the school would have sort of an emptiness, like in all her classes, there would be that chair she used to occupy. Finn knew, that he would've seen that empty seat and probably have started crying, right in the middle of class in front of everyone.

Finn felt relieved that he had gotten their when he did. Because, he knew, that he would've felt guilty for never saying anything, and all the stuff he did before they were friends. Which wasn't much, but still he played a part in what got her to the point she was now.

It made him want to cry, knowing that his Rachel was so far over that line, that we all have, which shows whether we are happy or sad, or depressed, that she was considering suicide.

"Rachel...I have an idea."

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