Hey guys! Here's chapter 4. I have gotten many reviews (thanks so much) that say, "Why did you make Finn say yes?" Or "Will Finn live normally?" Well, thanks for the reviews and subscriptions, and the answers to all your questions will be answered in this chapter, so please read!
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Chapter 4: Desperate Actions
When Rachel pulled her car into the driveway of her cute gray house, she shakily got out and walked to the door. When she got inside she remembered that her dads had gone out shopping, so she was free to have a proper breakdown. And she did, first beginning by running up to her room, curling up on her bed and crying herself to sleep.
When Rachel woke up in her pink-and-white-striped room, her alarm clock read 6:30. It was still pretty light outside, and her phone in her room had a message from her dads saying that they met up with a friend and would not be home until later. Rachel's thoughts wandered. Why would Finn say yes? She thought he liked her! She loved him! I need to talk to him. She thought. But she knew it would be hard. She had apologized to Finn, and she had thought that was enough. But apparently it wasn't because even though he said he forgave her, those cold, expressionless eyes had still said yes.
For the next two weeks, Rachel was like a poster child for those teen depression commercials. She was always expressionless and looked half-dead. She barely talked unless she had too, and at lunch she sat alone. At first people had tried to talk to her (she had even seen Ms. Pillsbury once) but when they realized that there was nothing they could do about it, they left her alone. Rachel didn't try anymore. She failed her Spanish test, and she actually ditched school on Tuesday. She felt like an elephant. A sad, lonely, elephant. Not her usual graceful, bossy, flamingo. Everyone was sad for her, or confused. And she knew she was killing the people who cared about her, like Mr. Schuester and her parents, but Rachel didn't care. She didn't care about anything.
Finn was the same way. At night, he tossed and turned. He cried a couple of times, when no one was around. When visitors came, he pretended he was asleep. Or he didn't speak. He spoke the bare minimum, and only ate food so the doctors wouldn't do more blood tests. He hated needles. I'm an idiot. He thought over and over in his head. A stupid idiot who dumped his girlfriend who he loved for no reason. Finn wished something would happen. He thought about going into a coma, and when he woke up everything would be fine.
One afternoon when Finn's mother was at work, Puck came to visit. "Hey" Puck said. "How are you feeling?"
Finn looked at Puck, but he felt so angry. He was stuck in a hospital bed, in a dress, without a girlfriend, not knowing if he would ever be able to walk again and Puck was asking how he felt? "Fine." He said in a blank tone to match his eyes and face.
Puck shifted uncomftorably. "Um, well, I had to ask you a question..." He trailed off. Finn raised his eyebrows. "What's up with Rachel?" The name cut through Finn like a knife, and he had to concentrate on not wincing.
"I mean, as soon as she came back from seeing you, she changed. Now she's all depressed and silent and doesn't talk. She doesn't eat either, and she ditches all the time. She fails every test, and doesn't even come to glee club. We try and talk to her, but she won't respond. She seems really sad and angry. And yesterday, Quinn heard her crying and... puking in the bathroom. It's scary, man. So I was just wondering..." Puck's eyes met Finn's, but then they dropped to the floor.
Finn felt like he had just been shot in the heart. Rachel, his Rachel? Well, not his Rachel anymore. But Rachel Berry could not act like that. She shouldn't be depressed. She didn't even like Finn as much as he liked her. And Rachel should not be crying in bathrooms so hard she would throw up. And she should not be silent and be ditching school. Especially not ditiching Glee club. He felt like a monster, a monster for killing Rachel inside. He was responsible for this. He could not believe that she would become like that just because he broke up with her. Normally, he would be sort of happy because that must mean that Rachel really liked him. But now he just felt angry and guilty and sad.
"Rachel and I broke up three weeks ago. I... I broke up with her. I have to go test now so... bye." Finn said abruptly. Puck blinked. "Oh. Okay. Well, bye." Then he went out of the room, looking very bewildered.
Finn needed to talk to Rachel.
Rachel knew she needed to talk to Finn. The question was how she was going to do that. She couldn't just waltz into his hospital room a month later and be like, "I don't want us to break up!" Finn broke up with her, and he must've had a fine reason to do so. But it was killing her inside, trying to live without him in her life. And she couldn't just see him one day, all broken and empty and possibly not being able to walk, and then never know if he would get better. Plus, she loved him. So Rachel out of her house and into her car, and for the second time in a month she drove with shaking hands to St. Marie Memorial Hospital.
Approximately thirty minutes later, Rachel once again stood on the other side of the desk from the same nurse, wearing the same scrubs with the same sort of cheery look on her face. Finn wasn't in the pediactric ward, obviously, so she was the only cheery one around.
"Has Finn Hudson gotten his spinal test results yet?" She asked the nurse with a look of concern. The nurse sad-smiled. "No. They are very late; but our special lab worker is on vacation. But we are getting them back in an hour, actually!" And now Rachel was anxious.
