Buckle your seat belts kids. It's about to get bumpy.
Rachel woke up in bed alone and was rather perturbed to find herself that way. Whenever she spent the night Finn was always there next to her when she fell asleep and then woke up. She loved the feeling of his body pressing against hers, keeping her warm and safe. Plus, usually it led to some hot sex first thing.
She climbed out of bed and found Finn's oversized – on her anyway – McKinley Athletics t-shirt and threw it on. Rachel searched around for her panties but couldn't seem to find them. She ducked down to look under the bed and found them stuffed underneath before she slid under the bed and the door opened.
"Ooh, I love the view," Finn joked as he took in Rachel's bare ass below him before pulling her out from under his bed and lifting her up. She giggled in his arms as he placed her down on the bed and held her hands up next to her head. He smiled down at her as she wiggled a bit under him and giggled more. "I made you some food," he stated before giving her a little kiss and releasing her.
Rachel sat up and noticed the tray of food sitting on Finn's dresser as he walked over to grab it. She made herself comfortable on the bed and let him put it down over her legs. "What's the occasion?"
"Does there need to be an occasion for me to make my beautiful girlfriend breakfast in bed, or lunch since it's so late? I thought you'd appreciate it." He sat next to her and picked up a blueberry from her fruit bowl to pop it in her mouth.
"I do, very much. Thank you." She leaned over and gave Finn a kiss before starting on her cranberry oatmeal.
"So what time do you need to be at the school tonight?"
"I don't need to be to the school until about five but I should go home before to shower and change. I can stay for a little longer though." Finn nodded. "What are your plans for the day?" She popped a spoonful of oatmeal into her mouth.
Finn contemplated the day ahead. "Well, when you're done eating I was planning on taking advantage of the fact that you aren't wearing underwear and then I didn't get beyond those thoughts because well, I didn't really want to." He chuckled as Rachel rolled her eyes. She shoveled in a few more bites of her oatmeal, popped a few berries into her mouth, took a sip of her orange juice then got up to take the tray back out to the kitchen – fending off Finn's attempts to do it for her – before stopping at the bathroom really quickly.
When she sauntered back into the bedroom, Finn was sitting against the wall under the covers waiting for her. She noticed the clock and realized she only had about an hour or so before her fathers would really begin to wonder where she had disappeared to. Finn had apparently worn her out more than she thought since she had slept past noon.
She got onto the bed and crawled forward slowly. "Thank you for breakfast…or lunch. It was delicious." Rachel tugged the blankets down and sat herself in Finn's naked lap. She pulled off his t-shirt she was wearing and pressed her chest against his as she kissed him deeply. He gripped her hips and moved her so she sank down on his member. She slowly rolled her hips, allowing him to slip in and out of her and they both whined a little from the friction.
Finn's hands slid up from her waist to her breasts to caress her smooth skin and play with her pebbled nipples. He kissed her neck and her fingers slid into his hair. She made cute little breathy noises as she came down on him again and his hand slid back down her body to find her clit. He flicked it delicately and she shuddered a little under his touch. "More," she breathed out before nipping at his earlobe. He swirled his thumb around her sensitive nerves and felt her clench tightly. Finn groaned at the feeling and he pushed his hips up to thrust deeper into her.
A few minutes later Rachel was climaxing on top of Finn. Her mouth fell open and she was quite vocal as she rode Finn throughout her orgasm, gripping his head and seizing in his arms. He followed shortly after and both sat there, sweaty and spent as Rachel played with Finn's hair and Finn caressed her back softly.
"I love you," Finn said in a deep, tired voice. He brought his hands up to hold Rachel's face and kissed her lips. She slipped off him and they laid down in the bed together, holding each other as they let their bodies rest again. "Do you want me to come to the show tonight?"
Rachel beamed at him but didn't want to get too overly excited. "Do you want to? You don't have to if you don't want to. You've seen the show and I'm sure you could find something else to do tonight since it's a Satur-" Finn abruptly cut her off with a kiss.
"I love you, Rachel, but sometimes you talk way too much," he said with a small smile as they broke apart. "And I want to. I don't like watching you kiss that Blaine kid but I love hearing you sing and seeing you on stage. You're meant for it, Rachel. You're going to make it on Broadway. You're already a star, someday everyone will know it."
Rachel smiled brightly at him and pulled him in closer for a kiss. When they broke, a tear fell from her eye and Finn wiped it away. "I love you, Finn. I love you so much." She kissed him again and he rolled them over so he was on top of her. Rachel hugged him tighter.
After about another hour of lounging in bed and making each other feel like a million bucks, Rachel had to leave. Finn swore he'd be at her show again that night and Rachel's heart swelled even more. When she got home her fathers were in the living room watching television. They asked about why she was back so late and she told the truth about oversleeping after being up so late the night prior celebrating. She just didn't mention with whom or how she had been celebrating.
Rachel showered and thought about Finn and what life would be like together once school ended. She couldn't wait until they wouldn't have to keep everything so secret and lie to everyone. It made things so difficult and she really wanted to be able to gush to everyone about her amazing boyfriend and how much she loved him. She only had about two more months until they'd be free to open up about their relationship and end the sneaking around and half-truths.
She stepped out of her shower and went about getting ready to go to school to prepare. Rachel said goodbye to her dads and headed out and upon arriving at the school was immediately rounded on by Jacob Ben Israel.
"Rachel! Rachel, I was wondering if I could get some words from you about the musical for my blog. I'm running a story on it that's being posted Monday and you're the only person I haven't been able to talk to."
Rachel glared at him. "As long as you keep your questions about the show I suppose I can answer a few." He beamed at her like she had just agreed to take his virginity. They walked to the girls' dressing room and Jacob managed to keep the interview professional until the end when he tried to walk into the dressing room with her and was chased out by Santana as she beat him with a shoe.
"Keep the fuck out, you perv!" she screeched at him before slamming the door to the room. Santana turned back to Rachel and just shook her head at her.
The girls all continued to run around getting ready for the show but Rachel noticed that Brittany and Santana were both acting a little strangely every time she tried to talk to them. They never looked her in the eye and Brittany seemed to be spouting off weirder thoughts than usual to avoid answering questions. Rachel was about to demand what was up until Artie knocked on the door.
"Second show, ladies! Are you all ready?" The group cheered a little then those who were ready followed him out. Rachel was left alone in the room with Santana as they still had some hair problems and took the opportunity to ask what was up with her and Brittany.
"Santana, is something going on with you and Brittany? You aren't fighting are you?" she asked with concern as she sat down next to her friend.
Santana arched her brow at her. "Brittany and I are fine. We've never been better." She turned back to the mirror and stuck a bobby pin in her hair before grumbling, "It's you we're worried about."
Rachel's brows drew together in confusion before she let out a humorless laugh. "Me? Why would you be worried about me?"
Santana remained silent as she put enough hairspray on her hair to keep it from moving for a month then stood up and crossed her arms over her chest as she stared down at Rachel. "Break a leg tonight, Rachel. Just focus on playing Maria, alright?" She patted her shoulder then walked out of the room.
Rachel could only stare after her a little dumbfounded. Why would they be worried about her then not talk about it? There was nothing to worry about! She was the happiest she had ever been and was only going to get happier once the school year ended.
Deciding to focus her energy on putting on one hell of a performance, Rachel pushed the thoughts from her head and finished her hair. She walked around backstage and found Jacob Ben Israel back there still interviewing people. She should have known he was lying about her being the last one he needed to interview. Then the person he was interviewing shifted and she was able to see who it was.
Rachel's heart beat a little faster when she saw Jacob was speaking to Finn. He looked a little uncomfortable but when he spotted her watching him, his face quickly brightened. Not wanting to seem to anxious to say hello to the show's star, he waited for Jacob to finish his questioning then mulled down the hall like he was just there to make sure things were running smoothly. He and Rachel ended up next to each other both watching the people run around to get ready.
"Nervous?" Finn asked nonchalantly.
"No. This will be cake." They looked at each other and Finn smiled.
"I should probably get to my seat. I only came back here because I was 'checking things out' and now I have. Break a leg."
He touched her shoulder lightly and she couldn't help the words that slipped from her mouth as they made eye contact. "I love you." Realizing what she said they both looked around to see if anyone had heard. Luckily everyone was off in their own little worlds and not paying them much attention. Finn smiled at her again and she could tell he was resisting the urge to lean down and give her a kiss. He said goodbye and left the backstage area to go to his seat.
The show went smoothly again and Rachel and Blaine received another standing ovation and again the cast met with people out in the hall. Again Finn found Rachel but this time it was only some other parents who congratulated her that night as well as Jacob…again. He seemed to be following her around as she made her way back stage to change and go home. Unfortunately the next day there was a matinee as well as the evening performance which meant she couldn't spend the night with Finn. He had said his goodbye in the hall and left her a little sad with Jacob practically panting into her ear.
"You were really great, Rachel. You're going to be great on Broadway."
"Jacob! You aren't a cast member! You shouldn't be back here; now go away!" she yelled at him. He didn't seem to get the hint though. Then Rachel found Kurt by the prop room talking with Blaine, Santana and Brittany. He hadn't even said hello to her that night. "Hey guys! What's going on? Kurt, I didn't even get to say hello to you yet."
He smiled tightly at her. "Hello Rachel." She could swear he shuddered as he looked at her. The whole group seemed on edge as she spoke to them. "Okay, seriously, what is going on with you four? You've all been acting weird all night long."
"Jacob, how many times do I have to tell you to fuck off?" Santana screeched at him as he started creepily smelling Rachel's hair. She shoved him away and threatened to detach his balls from his body if he didn't step off then Kurt dragged Rachel into the prop room and everyone else followed.
"Kurt, what the heck? What is going on?"
"No, no! You tell us what is going on!" Kurt yelled at her earning shushing noises from the rest of the group.
"Kurt, this room isn't exactly soundproof," Blaine chastised. "Calmly. We discussed this."
Kurt took deep breaths and steadied himself. "We know you've been seeing someone and we know who it is."
Rachel looked around at her friends who were all staring at her a little judgmentally. There was no way they could know. She had been careful about everything.
"We know you're having an affair of a sexual nature with Mr. Hudson," Kurt continued making Rachel's world shatter. Her heart pounded fast in her chest and her breathing quickened. This wasn't happening. They couldn't know that. How could they know that? Her first thought was to deny, deny, deny again.
Her breath caught in her throat before she cleared it and weakly tried to cover. "I'm not…I'm not seeing Mr. Hudson. He's my English teacher and that's-"
"Rachel, Kurt and I both saw you with him last night…at the pool…at his apartment. We know," Blaine said quietly.
Rachel could feel tears brimming and she wanted nothing more than to run away and curl into a little ball. But then she realized what he said. "Wait, you followed me?" she asked feeling a little betrayed and upset. "Why would you do that? How could you do that? That is such an invasion of my privacy."
"Oh don't even go there, woman. I had every right."
"What?" she practically shrieked at Kurt. "What makes you think you have the right to follow me and spy on me? What I do in my life is none of your business, Kurt!"
"Rachel, you are fucking a teacher! Do not even go there with what's right and wrong!" Kurt yelled back. Blaine and Santana were trying to get them to keep their voices down but neither seemed to care at the moment.
"I am an adult and Finn and I love each other! There is nothing wrong with that!"
"Oh there's nothing wrong with a twenty-something year old teacher fucking his teenaged student? You don't see anything wrong with that picture?"
"I am 18, Kurt. I am legally an adult. There is nothing wrong with it."
Kurt shook his head in disbelief at Rachel. "And what if you weren't? What if you were 16 or 15 or younger? There's so very much wrong with this, Rachel!"
"Finn loves me. It has nothing to do with age. It doesn't matter what age either of us are because what we have is greater than that. He loves me and I love him and I know it might be hard for you to understand that but it's true."
"You think he'll still love you when he finds someone younger?"
Rachel had had enough. Without really thinking she slapped Kurt across the face shocking her friends and herself. He reeled back clutching his cheek and looked at her. "Who are you anymore?" he asked her as she stared, mouth agape at her best friend.
The tears really started to fall now. "Kurt, I am so sorry. Please, I'm sorry." She tried to move closer to him but he stepped back. "Kurt, I know how it looks but I love him and we're going to start a life together and I need you to understand that this isn't just some fling and he's not just with me because I'm in high school or anything. He really loves me. He's going to go with me to New York and we're going to be together."
"Do you hear yourself Rachel? You sound like a delusional little girl."
"Please, Kurt, you can't tell anyone about this…none of you can. I don't care if you all hate me now or think less of me and want nothing to do with me anymore. You just can't tell anyone, please. He'll lose his job if you do and he won't be allowed to teach anymore."
"It would serve him right if he did," Kurt grumbled as he stared at Rachel. She looked so broken and devastated as the tears streamed down her face. He didn't agree with her decisions and he still felt she was acting like a child about the whole situation but she was 18 and was an adult. Mr. Hudson was wrong but it wasn't illegal. Kurt sighed as he rubbed his face. "I can't condone what you're doing and honestly, I'm disappointed in you…" Rachel started crying harder, "but I won't tell anyone." He looked around at the group and they all agreed to keep quiet as well. "I think you really need to take a long, hard look at your life and your choices, Rachel." That was all Kurt said as he brushed past Rachel. Blaine looked at her sympathetically and followed Kurt out the door.
"Rachel, I don't hate you. I think you're being a little naïve but…"
"I'm not naïve, he loves me and what we have is real."
"I know you think that-"
"I don't think it, I know it!" she cut Santana off harshly as she wiped the tears from her face. "I know none of you get it and how it may look, but I know how I feel and I know how Finn feels and that is more important to me than labels and societal taboos. So thank you for not saying anything to anyone. I'm going now." Rachel walked out of the prop room leaving Brittany and Santana alone looking after her.
Rachel made it out to her car and was crying so hard she couldn't even see. There was no way she could drive home that way and if her fathers saw her, they'd ask too many questions. Figuring the old adage, "Better to beg forgiveness than ask permission", Rachel called the one person who could make her feel better.
Finn opened the passenger door of her car less than ten minutes later and she threw herself into his embrace without a word. She kissed him and they could taste her tears on her lips as they meshed together. He wrapped his hands around her body and lifted her out of her seat to put her in his lap. All they did was kiss as they sat in Rachel's passenger seat but the contact and love she could feel coming from him was making everything better. When they needed air, Rachel took in quick shallow breaths as she tried to calm down more.
He ran his hands through her hair and wiped away her tears. "Baby, what's wrong? What happened?" he asked sweetly, quietly, trying to coax her into a less pained state.
She just shook her head and hugged him tighter. "Can I spend the night with you? I don't want to go home and I just really need you right now."
Finn nodded. "Yeah, of course. What about your shows tomorrow though?"
"I don't care. I don't. Santana can play Maria."
Now Finn was really worried. Maria was Rachel's part and she had only been talking about it ever since West Side Story had been suggested for the musical. For her to not care about the musical or her part…there was something seriously wrong. "Rachel, you're kind of scaring me. What's going on?"
She lifted her head and looked at him through her tears. "Can we please just go? I want to go."
Finn swallowed thickly and nodded his head again. "Okay, we'll go. Grab your stuff. You can get your car tomorrow." Rachel maneuvered out of his arms and he got out of the car as Rachel grabbed her bag. He held her against him as they walked to his truck and he kissed the top of her head as no one was around to see their embraces.
The drive back to his apartment was silent save for the sniffles from Rachel every so often. Finn kept glancing over at her, concern all over his face. He took her hand in his and she squeezed it tightly as she stared out the window. When they arrived at his apartment, as soon as the door was shut she was pulling at his clothes and leading him to his bedroom.
They crashed onto his bed and she kissed him harder before pulling her own shirt off and trying to undo his jeans. He held her hands though and shifted so he could sit up. He needed to find out what was going on. "Rachel, baby, you need to talk to me. I can't help you if you won't talk to me."
"I don't want to talk. I want to make love," she tried kissing him again but he held her back.
"Rachel. Please, just two minutes of talking and I promise we can do whatever you want after that. Please?"
She looked like she wanted to start crying again but held herself together as she pulled her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around her body. "I messed up," she squeaked out.
"During the musical? Baby, you were flawless."
"No, not during the musical." She wiped her eyes and stared at her feet. "I know I did great during the musical. I messed up somewhere with us."
Finn was really confused. "Rach, we're fine. We're better than fine."
"Kurt, Blaine, Santana and Brittany all know about us," she blurted out before Finn could say anything else. His eyes widened and he stopped breathing as Rachel looked up to gauge his reaction. "I don't know how I missed it but last night, Kurt and Blaine followed me here and they saw us together at the pool. Then they told Brittany and Santana about it." Finn was silent as he stared in horror at the floor. "They confronted me about it today and they were trying to tell me that I'm naïve and that you're using me basically and will leave me but they're wrong. You love me. Right? You love me?"
Finn turned to Rachel and could feel himself breaking at Rachel's sad expression. He tugged her into his lap and hugged her tightly. "I love you more than anything, Rachel. If I didn't I wouldn't be here with you now. I love you."
"I love you too." She looked up at Finn. "They swore they wouldn't tell anyone. They promised me. No one will find out, I promise."
"It's okay, Rachel. We'll get through this. Don't worry." He stroked her hair and pulled her in for a kiss before they fell back onto the bed and picked up where they left off.
They made love passionately and fervidly and Finn held Rachel in his arms as she drifted off to sleep, exhausted from the emotional day she had. As he stared at her beautiful face, he couldn't help but think about how messed up things were now. Everything would change now that Rachel's friends knew about them. They could give all the assurances in the world that they wouldn't tell anyone but somehow, he knew this would get out. He had to fix this and fast before word could get around that he was in a very intimate romantic relationship with a student.
The only solution to save them both was to quit and Monday he would do just that.
