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Chapter 8

Shifting awkwardly in Sam's car, I couldn't help but think about the dramatic change of events from the morning till now. Yesterday everything had seemed so peaceful and I was in one of the happiest states I've ever been since I found out about the pregnancy. But then the school bullies had to ruin my morning and although Sam had been a perfect gentleman and I'm completely grateful for it, things just seemed to escalate from there. Finn isn't answering any of my calls to begin with and I'm pretty sure the entire glee club thinks I'm some type of slut now…and then there's the fact that all this stress is definitely not good for the baby.

Sam is visibly upset and there's absolutely nothing I can do about it. Falling in love with someone that hurt you in the past or is currently hurting you? Been there, done that. Maybe he just needs me to be a friend right now…

"Hey Rach, you ok? You haven't talked since we left school. Are you mad at me? I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't have brought you like that its just that I… I don't know, I just don't feel like being alone right now you know? She might be a bitch and everything but…well, love is fucked up. And for some reason the universe decided to start screwing with me and I fell in love with her… I wish I could know what to do, how to make it better…" He sighed.

"No, of course I'm not mad at you! I'm your friend Sam, and that's what friends are for. Look, about Quinn…it wouldn't be right if I told you that it will be easy because it wont. Sometimes we just have to accept some things about our lives and be able to move on from there. But you should know that its not the end of the world, it might seem like it, and I know how much it hurts, but you'll make it through that. I'll be here with you with whatever you need, specially in the distraction department by kicking your respectful ass on the play station" he laughed.

"Your possibly the only person that is able to get a laugh out of right now Mrs. Berry. How about you show me your illusionary video gaming skills right now? The sooner I can make fun of you the better!" he snickered.

"Oh its on Mr. Evans, its unquestionably on! You do not mess with a pregnant lady!" I winked at him.

I smiled towards the friendly blonde beside me, silently praying that Finn wouldn't freak out about me helping a friend.


Three hours had passed since Sam and I had started acting like complete fools in my house, playing video games, eating numerous packets of junk food, laughing at pathetic jokes… and just being teenagers.

As we rolled and laughed hysterically at Sam's last joke in the carpet ( it was so ridiculous that it was funny) Sam abruptly sat up and faced me with a sincere expression mixed with something else that I couldn't quiet put my finger on…

"What's wrong Sam, is there something in my face?" I tried to speak whilst still panting heavily.

"No silly, there isn't" he smirked " I just wanted to thank you actually. You transformed a horrible day into an amazing afternoon. I don't think I've ever laughed so hard in my entire life. Or eat so much junk food for that matter…damn, I'll probably get into deep depression later about all those calories…" he frowned like a little boy and I couldn't help but laugh.

"You're adorably foolish Mr. Evans" he smiled.

"You know, there is still something that I didn't finish from earlier today…" he devilishly grinned.

"And what is that? Does it, by any chance, have anything to do with that freaky smirk on your face?"

Without even responding, he lurched himself at me and continued the tickle attack from the morning. Oh god.

"Sam stop ! God, I beg you, I'll do anything - stop !" I laughed and thrashed hysterically while he tickled his way through my body, being way too naïve to notice that he was getting dangerously closer and closer…until his fingers stopped all together and he was right on top of me on my living room rug and his face was millimeters away from mine.

Rachel ! Do something! You cant do this! Oh god. He's getting the wrong message here. Shit. you have a boyfriend with whom you're having a baby with!

I didn't have to do anything though, said boyfriend decided to walk in right at that instant and caught us at the very peculiar position. At the notice that someone had approached Sam rapidly stood up and helped me up from the floor. Finn was pretty much raging at this point.

"So is this what you do when I'm gone for some time Rachel? On our first fight you just go to the arms of another guy? His words hit me like a ton of bricks. I was completely and utterly shocked.

"No…Finn, you know I'm not like that. Sam was upset and I thought he could use a friend, you came in right when he was tickling me. It was nothing like you're thinking. Honestly, I wouldn't do that" neither my words nor Sam's confirmative nods seemed to convince him.

"Just stop Rachel. You think I didn't see the way you were looking at each other in the morning? And you think I didn't notice what was going on when I came in? you're pregnant with my kid for god's sake Rachel!" he frantically yelled the words at my face, pushing my patience against the edge.

" FINN! The fact that I'm pregnant with your kid does not make me your property! I'm free to be friends with whoever I want and hang out with them whenever I want, there was nothing going on, stop acting like a child and grow up!" I yelled.

"I grew up Rachel, I'm taking care of my mistake, but if you think I'm not enough for you, just say so. You don't need to sleep around with another guy behind my back!"

Slap.

The room grew unpleasantly quiet as the three bodies were absorbing what just had happened. Finn's words had hurt and had awakened past doubts that were buried deep within.

His flabbergasted eyes stared at me whilst he placed a hand around his cheek, smoothing the hand print that created the red mark along his face.

"Never speak to me that way Finn. I'm not just any other girl you find in the street that you treat like nothing. And never call my daughter a mistake, because she isn't. you might consider her one but she isn't. In fact you don't even need to be a part of her life if she's such a burden! Now get out of my house" I coldly pointed towards the door where he would thankfully exit from.

"I did not say she's a mistake Rachel, you know I didn't mean it that way!"

"Well you said it. But whatever Finn, I don't wanna hear it. Just get out. Go."

"I'm not leaving Rachel, not until we talk about this!"

Sam's almost nonexistent voice shot across the room "Dude, she asked you to leave. You're not doing good for Rachel or the baby. And I just wanna say that she's right, Rachel wouldn't do that to you. And instead of trusting her you're blaming her and ruining a rare opportunity at a relationship with someone as amazing as her - you're seriously fucking it up. Like you usually do. So just shut up and go home before you say more shit that's going to do more damage than what you already did" he said.

"Who do you think you are Sam? You're just some dumb ass trying to get with another dude's girl. You know-" I cut him off.

"ENOUGH, Finn! Get out of my house. I do not wanna hear you voice anymore. I literally feel sick already. Your mistake is my daughter, and she's clearly not happy with all this stress. So between my daughters well being and your delusions, I really don't even have to think twice" I said with a tone of finality whilst securely holding my stomach.

He took a long and hesitant glance towards my baby bump before he stormed out the room, leaving me and Sam in a heavy atmosphere, the complete opposite of a couple of minutes ago.

And that's when my artificial act of a cold exterior vanished, and I crumbled onto the floor while the tears helplessly spilled, releasing all the frustrations of the day coupled with the hurt from my fresh encounter with Finn.

"Rachel…shhh..it will be okay. Think about what you told me, it will be okay. I know it. Stop crying, its not good for her you know?" and although that was a very good argumentation to stop the waterfalls, I just couldn't stop. I suddenly felt alone and completely clueless.

Finn had been like my safe harbor these last months, even if we had our disagreements he would always be there. It had truly hurt when he called her a mistake. Sam's attempt at comforting was disrupted as Noah barged in the room with a crazed look on his face.

"Berry! What the hell happened between you and Hudson? He said he was coming over to tell you something but then when he came back he was completely fucking pissed and just grabbed the car and sped out. Can someone please explain to me what in the world is happening or why are the Niagara falls coming out of your eyes right now?

Sam faked a cough "Uh dude? Not the right time! don't you see she can barely talk right now? Hudson is crazy man. He came in here and had a major jealousy attack then said a bunch of shit that was unnecessary and ended up stressing Rachel" he quickly went through an explanation whilst I stared at Noah though the fog of my tears, still being held by Sam in the carpet and soaking up his shirt.

"shh Rachel its gonna be ok…its gonna be ok…" Sam chanted.

"Dude, my fucking hamster does better comforting than you. Get the fuck out of there and let Puck here handle this" he directed himself towards Sam and motioned for him to allow him to take his place next to Rachel.

"Are you sure about that? You're not exactly what we can call a human with feelings…"

"Was that shit supposed to be funny? Get out of here Evans, go buy some Kit-Kats because they're apparently berry's new craving and are gonna help in making her feel better. Leave the rest to me" he dismissively signaled for Sam to go as he took the seating position next to me.

"Look Berry, I know that what you need right now is someone to be honest and real with you. And that person is me. So, here's the thing. Life is a fucking complicated ship and if you don't learn how to deal you drown right along with it. Well maybe that's too hard…shit, this psychologist thing is hard. Wait, lemme start again" A snicker escaped from my lips "OK here we go. You and Finn fucking love each other and I know that sometimes he can be a total douche bag mixed with major asshole and topped with a complete dumb fuck…but he really does love you, like legit shit here berry. I know my boy and he's never cared about anyone like you. And I also know that sometimes when he's angry he says things without thinking. He loves you and he loves your daughter Rachel. don't let some small little disagreement fuck up a lifetime worth of all the good shit you can have together with margarita. Here take this napkin, you look like you're trying out for the next zombie commercial" he finished his mini speech with a smirk. I had to admit, although the usage of his vulgar vocabulary the meaning behind them were sincere. After trying to clear out my "zombie face" I was able to regain my voice.

"First of all Mr. pucker man, I'm not naming my daughter after an alcoholic drink, and second, perhaps your friend should have thought about my feelings before he just went and fucked it up like how you'd say it"

"Come on Berry, give the boy a chance…" he was about to continue but seemed to change his mind " Uh, are you okay berry? You seem to be turning pale or something? Is it something with margarita? He asked in a rushed tone.

"I don't feel so well, it's probably the high blood pressure issue coming back to me. I promised the doctor I wasn't gonna get stressed and I was following with the medication but today everything just kind went mad…"

"I heard you and Finn talking about this high blood pressure thing. Maybe I should take you to the hospital. I'm stupid but not a complete dumb ass, high blood pressure can be super fucking dangerous for pregnant chicks." he frowned worriedly.

"Just give me some time, maybe It will pass…"

"I'm not risking it berry, you had a scare those months ago and no one is stupid enough to let you feel sick and just watch."

Noah seemed to be preparing himself to take me to the hospital when Sam walked through the door with a bag of Kit Kats.

"Fina-Fucking-LLY, were you building the damn kit- kat factory dude?" Sam mumbled something unintelligible under his breath "Anyway, listen up trouty mouth, the American Jewish princess doesn't feel so good and that means that Margarita doesn't feel so good either. Help me get berry to the car and grab the phone so we can get Finn's giant ass in the hospital too"

"NO! don't call Finn, he obviously doesn't care so…"

"Oh please, shut up Berry, you want him there, I know you need him. Its okay. I've accepted that my best friend's a moron too. We can get you future therapy or something, I mean look at me, I've put up with his shit and I'm normal right?"

"Dude, shut the fuck up, look at her…she looks like she's getting worse by the second" Sam whispered.

"Shit, yeah. Fuck, I thought that after that scare that this type of thing wouldn't happen again… Finn's gonna freak"

"I don't know man, I'm getting kind of scared, she really doesn't look so good…" Sam mumbled.

"Yo berry! Hang in there ok? We'll be at the hospital soon" puck said.

Yes. It seems like these words if simpler could solve many aspects of my life…. "Hang in there berry"


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