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"The first?" Rachel asks Finn. He nods his head and takes another long sip of coffee. Rachel looks away for a moment in confusion. Clearly she hadn't been expecting anything more from Finn. She returns her gaze and asks, "How many girls hurt you?"
"After Quinn Fabray there were two more," Finn replies. Rachel sees him cringe at the memory of the two other heartless girls and a tear actually falls down her face. She hastily wipes it away but not before Finn notices it run down her face. "Why are you crying?"
"I'm not," she replies. Finn just shrugs and takes a sip of his coffee. Rachel looks into her cup and realises that she's drunken it all. She holds the cup up in way of asking if Finn would like another. He nods his head and she gets up and walks over the little kitchen in the corner of room.
As she makes the coffee she begins to question just why that one small tear ran down her face. Sure it's sad that three girls have all hurt Finn. That's bad. But why would she cry? Is not as though she actually has feelings for Finn. Rachel Berry doesn't do feelings. Never has and never will. Feelings are what will bring about her downfall as a human being. It's not that she's scared of relationships it's just that they've never appealed to her in any way before. There is most certainly no way that Rachel Berry has feelings for anyone, much less Finn Hudson.
"Here," Rachel holds out the two cups of coffee for Finn to hold while she climbs onto the bed. He takes them and she wiggles her way up on the bed. Once she's settled Finn hands her back a cup and they both take a long gulp of the hot liquid. Finn nearly spits it back into his cup because it's just that hot. Kind of like Rachel. Oh god! Did he just think that? Finn has to physically shake his head to remove that thought. There's a reason why he fucks prostitutes. He gave up on relationships ages ago.
"Thanks. So are you ready to hear this?" he asks her. She looks at him and nods her head. Finn sips his coffee and takes a deep breath. "I was nineteen when I met a girl named Emily Jones. I'd just started collage. Emily seemed like the kind of girl I needed. She was the exact opposite of Quinn Fabray so I thought I'd give her a chance. We started dating pretty soon. It got to a point though where she wanted to know about my past and I didn't particularly want to tell her because –"
"Because of Quinn Fabray," Rachel interrupts. She sees the look on Finn's face and immediately feels guilty but Finn is just nodding his head along with her.
"Yeah, because of Quinn Fabray."
"What happened next?"
"She got angry and stormed out. I suppose that's when it started," Finn replies. Rachel's eyes narrow slightly.
"When what started?"
"When she started to cheat on me. With some douche bag in the arts department of the university,"
"Oh," Rachel says. She looks back down at her half full cup of coffee and frowns. She thinks it's horrible that Finn's been cheated on by two girls. No wonder he spends his time with girls like her all the time.
"Anyway, she came back to me a couple days after our argument about my past and apologised about the ways she acted. And so in return I sat her down and I talked to her about my past and about Quinn Fabray. When I finished telling her about it she was so sympathetic. She didn't care that by the end of the story I was in tears. She didn't care that she had to sit there and tell me that she was pathetic and he was an asshole. She didn't care about any of that. At least that's what I thought,"
"Finn, that's horrible. I..." Rachel doesn't know how to end that sentence. She can't say she's sorry because really it wasn't her fault that any of this happened but a tiny part of her wishes she was there to help him with all this. She doesn't know why she wishes this. She just wishes that she was there.
"When I found out I was more furious at myself than her. Of course I was furious at her and hurt and all those emotions you should feel when you find out someone's been lying to you," Finn says. He looks up from his hands and into Rachel deep brown eyes. He can see the understanding in them and it makes him wonder if Rachel has told him the whole story. "I moved out to New York pretty fast after that,"
"What about the last girl?" Rachel asks. But she knows. She knows about the last girl and what happened. She knows about it all and she knows she's just fucked the boy twice and she can't believe it.
"There's not really much to tell," says Finn. "I moved here. I met a girl named Jessica Smith. And it ends much the same way that it ended with Emily Jones. Except that I know the name of the boy that she cheated on me with. I know the name of the boy who got my girlfriend pregnant. I've never wanted to punch someone so much since I was sixteen. If I ever find this guy I will end him!"
"What's his name?" Rachel asks in a small voice. She doesn't look at him. She can't even bear to look at him because she knows that the truth will be written in her eyes. She doesn't think she would be able to handle the look that Finn is sure to give her when he finds out and it kills her.
"His name? Why do you want to know his name?"
"Just tell me!" she practically screams. Finn jumps back in surprise but shrugs his shoulders and tells her.
"Noah Puckerman. Noah Puckerman was the asshole that impregnated my girlfriend,"
"Oh god." Rachel says. Tears are falling down her face now and Finn looks over at her.
"Rachel?" he asks. "Rachel, what aren't you telling me?" Rachel shakes her head as more tears flow from her eyes. Finn narrows his eyes. "Rachel? Tell me." She shakes her head again. Finn raises his voice at her. "Rachel. Tell me!"
"I know him,"
"Noah Puckerman? You know Noah Puckerman?" Rachel nods her head and Finn's jaw drops in shock. His eyes are shimmering with new tears and his hand is shaking. "How long? How long have you known that bastard?"
"All my life,"
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