Hey everyone! Just wanted to say thanks so much for all the wonderful reviews! Sorry, I know it's been a while since I last updated. Here's Chapter 8. I think I'm going to have about three more chapters in this story. In other news, I recently got a Glee book that takes place before Season 1 began! It's so good. I also saw a commercial saying that Season 2 is starting up again in September! Yay! Enjoy this chapter, please review! Also, I feel like my writing is a little off. I don't know why...
Chapter 8: A Whole New Story
Three days later, Finn's doctor, Dr. Kimmel, signs his release papers. Finn immediately calls Rachel to tell her the good news. Rachel is so happy for Finn, but she worries about some things. For one, will he be okay in the wheelchair? Will people make fun of him? Will he be able to do glee club?
Rachel rushes to the hospital to take Finn home. Then she realizes her small car won't be able to fit the chair, so she tells Finn to sit tight. Already having Finn in the chair is stressful. In about an hour though Rachel returns with a blue van. After a few quick goodbyes to the doctors and nurses who cared for him, Rachel and Finn were home free. Literally.
When they got to Finn's house and were sitting comfortably in the living room, Rachel said to Finn, "So, Finn are we going to school tomorrow?" Rachel had just started going back to school on Thursday. (She had taken some time off from school to be with Finn.) It was now Sunday. Rachel was almost completely caught up, but Rachel could only imagine how lost Finn would be.
"I guess. But I obviously can't go to football..." Finn frowned and readjusted his leg straps on the chair. Rachel made a sympathetic expression and said, "But you'll go to glee, right?" Finn made a face. "Nah, not yet at least. I don't think I'll be ready. Sorry." Finn was acting like a deflated balloon. He didn't have any opinions or drives anymore.
"What do you mean? Glee's always easy on Monday. I bet Mr. S won't make us do anything hard, probably we'll just go over some songs for that summer choral festival thingy. You know. We won't even dance, so you won't have to worry about that."
But Finn still shook his head. "Sorry, Rach. I'm not going." Rachel made a face, but quickly hid it. "But Finn... our next show is in less than two weeks! You can't skip!" Finn kept his face blank and expressionless. Then he said in an even tone, "Rachel. I'm not going." Then he wheeled out of the room.
The next morning, when Rachel woke up, it was 6:02. She guessed Finn wasn't awake for school yet, so it wasn't like she could go over to his house. She wasn't sure if she wanted to anyway. After there little fight, Rachel had left the house. Normally she would've waited to talk to Finn in school, but since she wasn't quite sure how Finn would get to school, she had to head over to Finn's house around 7:00. But right before she did, she decided to call Artie Abrams. She had a question for him.
"Hello, Abram residence." The voice on the other end said. "Hi, Artie? It's Rachel..."
"Oh! Um, hi..." He said awkwardly. Rachel continued. "Sorry, I know it's early. But actually, Artie I was calling to see if you could help me out with something." She said.
Uh..well, what do you mean?" Artie asked. "Well, you know Finn's in the wheelchair now, right?" Rachel asked. "Yeah..." He said. "Rachel, where are you going with this?" In a frustrated tone, Rachel said, "I'm getting there Artie! I was just wondering if maybe you could give Finn a few little pointers on using the wheelchair sometime, because he seems really upset about it. And I know how you've discovered a few tricks and things, and I thought it might be nice if you helped Finn out. Maybe you could do a little session tomorrow after glee? He won't be going..."
"Yeah, sure Rachel! I could totally help Finn out. And if I may ask... why won't he be in practice?" Artie asked with a confused tone. Rachel shrugged, but realized Artie couldn't see that, so she said, "I don't know. I talked to him last night and he said he wasn't ready, whatever that means." After making a little more small talk with Artie, Rachel hung up the phone. Then, with a devious grin on her face, she drove to Finn's house.
As soon as she steeped inside the mint- green Hummel/Hudson entry hall, Rachel called out, "Finn? Ready to go?" There was a screeching sound as Finn rolled into the hall. Finn grimaced. "Sorry. Haven't gotten used to the wood floors." Rachel smiled.
"Good morning..." Silence. Rachel continued. "Well, it's 6:45. Ready to go? I know we should get there early..."
"Okay lets go." Finn said. "But first can I get some breakfast?" Finn wheeled into the kitchen, and by the time Rachel stepped inside he was already chowing down on granola bars.
After eating three more bars, two frozen waffles, two glasses of orange juice, four graham crackers and an apple, Finn was ready to leave. "You must've been hungry!" Rachel commented. "What were they feeding you at the damn hospital?" She laughed. Finn looked down and shifted uncomfortably on the vinyl seat cover. "Yeah..." He mumbled. Then he wheeled out the door, with out one look at Rachel.
