I changed the last chapter slightly. Not much. I just added a bit in.


He didn't see Rachel for a month. He thought about her. Every fucking day. It wasn't that he was falling madly in love with her or anything. But because of what she'd said. It was true. Every god damn word. And that's what made it the hardest to accept.

Finn still didn't know that Puck had seen Rachel. When he stayed over the night he just thought Puck had another one night fling. Because that's the thing Puck would do.

And basically everything went back to how things had been before they saw Rachel that day in Starbucks. Life went on normally. For Rachel and for Puck.


Rachel unlocked the door to her house after finishing rehearsals early. There was music playing in the background which showed Robert was home. She hung up her coat before walking down the hallway and into the living room.

She staggered backwards, nearly tripping over as she grasped for the door frame. Her small hand had found it's way to her mouth and she thought she was about to be sick. No. This couldn't be happening. She heard a small gasp pop out of her mouth as tears were starting to sting her eyes. This kind of thing didn't happen to Rachel Berry. Not anymore. The bad things that happened to her had ended in high school. Good things happened to her now. It was only fair. She'd had a bad time. To balance that out good things had to happen now.

She tried telling herself that. But if good things were happening to her, why was her boyfriend making out with a girl on her couch?

Robert quickle pulled away, turning to look at his girlfriend with a horrified look on his face. The girl however was looking guilty as she diverted her gaze away from Rachel.

"Oh my god. I'm so sorry to interrupt. I'll just go. You get back to... That," Rachel said sharply with a disgusted look on her face.

"Rachel... Honey... It's not what it looked like," Robert had leapt off the couch and was making his way over to Rachel who stepped away from him. He stopped moving and was looking at her with an apologetic expression.

"Well it looked like you were making out with some girl. But if that's not it, then what is it?" Rachel asked as she raised her eyebrows. She rubbed the tears from her eyes and looked straight at him.

"Well that was it... But... But..." Robert dropped his gaze to the floor as he desperatly struggled for words.

"Exactly. Robert... I'm going to go. I can't stay in the same room as you at the moment," Rachel turned and retreated down the hallway as she grabbed her coat. She was just opening the door when she heard Robert.

"You're not... Leaving me are you?" He asked in a sad voice as if he was dreading the answer.

"I don't know. I really don't know," Rachel told him without turning to look at him. She closed the door behind her before sinking onto the step near her door as she started to cry.


Puck glanced around the pub before noticing the brown haired girl looking down into her glass of vodka. He walked over to her and sat on the bar stool beside her.

"What's wrong Rach?" He asked her as he gently laid a hand on her back. She wasn't shocked by the nickname this time.

"My boyfriend cheated on me," She answered without looking up.

"Ouch," He sighed as he ordered a beer.

"Yep," She nodded before drinking the rest of her vodka.

"I'm sorry," He told her. She didn't say anything and for awhile they both sat in silence.

"Why me? Why's it always me?" She asked after a long silence.

"What?" Puck asked as he frowned slightly feeling confused.

"It's always been me. Bad things always happen to me. What've I done?" She placed her forehead against the bar top with her hands resting on the top of her head.

"Nothing. You've done nothing," Puck placed an arm around her shoulder and she lifted her head up to look at him.

"That's nice to know," She whispered quietly.


Finn found his room mate sitting cross legged in the middle of the living room with Rachel next to him sitting on her knees. There was a pile of CD's and envelopes as well as a stack of papers with writing on them.

"I didn't know you'd be coming round, Rach," Finn forced a smile before shooting Puck a look.

"Puck wanted my help. He's looking for a job," The girl shot him a grin before turning back to Puck.

"Okay. So what shall I do?" Puck asked her as he ignored his friend. Finn rolled his eyes and walked into the kitchen as he made himself a sandwich.

"We'll send your CD's to numerous record companies and I'll show my boss your music. He knows loads of people in the music business," Rachel was telling Puck. Finn could hear them from the other room and he felt a spike of jealousy stab him in the stomach. He didn't know why though. It wasn't like anything was going on with Rachel and Puck.

"Thanks so much for your help, Berry," Puck said. He was back to calling her Berry now and weirdly she prefered it. Rach made her feel uneasy when he called her it. She felt this weird feeling in her stomach when he called her that. Rachel however still called him Puck. Never calling him Noah and Puck felt slightly upset by this.

"No problem," She told him. Finn reappeard to see Rachel smiling at Puck as he smiled back. Finn sat down on the couch.

"So how've you been Rach?" Finn asked her. Puck stared down at a stack of CD's. Rachel however turned to look at Finn.

"Well..." She shot a look at Puck but he didn't see it, "Not that good."

"Oh, why?" Finn asked with genuine concern.

"My boyfriend cheated on me," She sighed.

"Oh my god. So you've left him?" Finn asked as he tried to sound upset for her.

"No, actually. We're on a break. But we're not offically broken up," She answered before turning away and slipping a CD into one of the enveloped. Puck followed suit and folded a piece of paper and sticking it into another envelope. Soon there was a stack of envelopes filled with CD's and a written note by Puck telling them what he had to offer. Rachel and Puck were leaning back as they looked at the pile infront of them.

"I bet you'll get a job soon," Rachel said as she turned to look at Puck.

"How much do you bet?" Puck asked her.

"50$," She grinned at him.

"Deal," He stook a hand out which she shook. Finn had gone to his room with a sour look on his face about half an hour ago. But Puck and Rachel had barely noticed him leave.


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