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14) Out Here On My Own

Finn almost ran up to Rachel, there were literally seconds before they were about to go on stage and sing together, Finn knew it was now or never.

"Break a leg." Rachel sheepishly said

Finn knew that he just had to do it,

"I love you." He said looking into Rachel's eyes

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"Finn, Finn Honey. Wake Up!" Carole shook her son who had newly awakened. It had been three days since Rachel had left him, although her apartment; Rachel was staying at Kurt's while he and his family inhabited the apartment that reminded him so much of his wife. Although being awaken by his mom, he quickly rolled over on the double bed so that his face was planted firmly into the pillow so he couldn't see his Mom who had been trying to get him out of his three day long funk.

He was still wondering what he had done to make Rachel hate him so much, he knew that it was something to do with his memory, his stupid memory that would hardly let him remember things about his life unless he slept 24/7 when gaps of his memory would come back to him, he still hadn't bothered to tell anyone about it, he knew it was stupid but he could be bothered with the fuss...not now, not after Rachel dumped him.

For Carole, she had gotten to the point where she had almost given up hope and just let him complain and moan and cry to himself about his life, she knew that it would take time to heal heartbreak. At least he was eating something when he ordered himself take-out for breakfast, lunch and dinner. It was depressing to see her son turn from the best man in the world to a nothing, she understood why Rachel did it, she would've done it for Finn but she knew that it hurt Rachel to do it as Rachel and Finn were almost inseparable from each other even from Sophomore Year.

"Listen honey, I'm gonna get some groceries and Burt's gone out to watch the Yankees so you look after yourself and don't do anything stupid!" she warned her son as she left some money on the side table near the bed and departed from the apartment. Finn's intention was to stay in bed all day and just think about Rachel, about her hair, her smile, her laugh, her everything. And then the phone rang, again Finn ignored the distractions apart from the bed and carried on focusing on the "fuck-up" that he called his life, so he just left the message to go to speakerphone

Hey Rach, this is still you're number right? Well I hope it is because I don't want to be speaking to some stranger, It was nice to see you at rehearsals today and I was wondering if you wanted to grab a cup of coffee. Okay, thanks and if you didn't know it's Jesse.

The words of Jesse St. James bellowed through the answer phone in the living room and right into the master bedroom and into the ears of a one Finn Hudson. Jesse, it rang a bell, and then he realised it was the Jesse St. Jackass, the one that was sucking Rachel's face, oh god what a dick. Even his voice was so – dick-y. All he could imagine once he realised whose voice it was, was that he just wanted to punch his stupid meerkat face as many times as he could over and over again and then he realised why he was calling as Finn reran the message over and over again in his head.

Why the hell would Jesse St. Jackass be calling his wife and his home and ask his wife to go to coffee? Was Rachel over him? Why would Rachel do this to him?

And then he knew what he had to do... firstly he had to punch Jesse St. James in the face and then he had to win his wife back and then get his memory back, his whole memory. He almost jumped out of bed and ran to the shower and then attempted to shave his face which he almost bled to death at, as quickly as he could he dug for some decent clothes and ordered a cab, all of this in the space of twenty minutes. For Finn, he personally felt very accomplished that he could actually multi-task.

He wrote down some of the important places and numbers on the kitchen notice board and shoved the note into his jean pocket as he ran down to the cab and made it to his first stop, Kurt and Blaine's apartment.

By the time Finn had reached Kurt and Blaine's apartment, his body was literally jumping around with adrenaline. He needed to see Rachel and tell her how he really felt. Everything was all of a sudden too long, the journey in the lift was too long, the cab ride was too long, the wait as to when Kurt opened the door was too long, the shocked silence between the two of them was way too long.

"Finn...what are you doing here?" Kurt asked looking blankly at Finn as he stepped into the hall next to his apartment,

"What do you think? Is she here?" he eagerly asked trying to get any sense of truth out of his step-brother lips.

Kurt shook his head and he was already one step ahead of the game, he knew exactly what Finn wanted to do because he would do exactly the same if Kurt and Blaine was in their positions.

"Listen...you need to go after Rachel. But there's a lot, a lot to know before you do otherwise I'm sorry but you will screw everything up!" Kurt admitted to his brother, at least he was honest and it did help Finn and not just help him.

Finn looked blankly at Kurt, at least Kurt was being straight with him.

And with that, Finn and Kurt took the longest walk around the block avoiding Kurt's apartment, and having the longest and most complex conversation of their lives.

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4:30 – Oh Great.

Everything in the hell that she called her life started at 4:30 in the morning, Broadway rehearsals were notoriously long and tiresome and rehearsals notoriously started incredibly early. Rachel had always hated waking up so early but everything was better as long as she had the amazing man that she called her husband waking up next to her and comfort her for the first few minutes of her day but all of that changed when she broke up with him.

She promised that she would never break up with him. Never.

She felt like such a failure.

Rachel sluggishly got out of the guest bed in Kurt and Blaine's apartment and made her way to get change out of her pyjamas. After she got changed, she cried and tried to forget about her husband who she hoped had and hadn't moved on from her and then grabbed a cup of coffee from the kitchen. She tried to be as quiet as possible in the mornings as she didn't want to wake her daughter up as she would be hyper and wouldn't want Rachel to leave her and if she woke Kurt or Blaine up then they would just be cranky for the rest of the day, but all she really wanted was to be held in the arms of the man she loved, the one that she let go of.

Rachel wiped away the tears strolling down her cheek and left for the studio, Funny Girl was in it's last week and Rachel had to make sure that every dance, every note, every laugh was perfect and that even if the show was cancelled then she would be remembered as by being the best Fanny Brice in history well of course behind Barbra – always behind Barbra.

The ride to the studio was long and tedious and as she was driving down the highway she couldn't stop thinking about Finn and why she did it and what he would be thinking about right at this second and it broke her heart but she had to focus on the other part of her life, the one where she could escape for a while.

The directors had decided to put one of the songs from the film into the musical for the closing night, so Rachel was pushing herself to get I'd Rather Be Blue Over You (Than Happy With Somebody Else) note and dance move perfect. However it was hard to concentrate when the song was so ironic. And then they drafted in the single most annoying person on the planet to choreograph the new number: Jesse St. Sucks, but she probably have to refer to him as Jesse St. James now. If her life wasn't shit enough...

Jesse gave Rachel cold looks as he choreographed the routine, pushing Rachel to the absolute limit,

"1,2,3,4 Come on Rachel!" Jesse shouted as Rachel failed the last step,

"Jesse, stop it!" Rachel called, holding on to her swelled ankle,

"Carry on, 5,6,7,8!" Jesse shouted yet again trying to keep count and ignoring every sense of humanity in his body.

Rachel couldn't deal with this, work was supposed to be her escape from her hectic life but now she needed a break from her work.

"Rachel, what the hell are you doing!" Jesse shouted at a crippled Rachel who was hobbling out of the room.

"Fuck you, Jesse St. James!" Rachel automatically shouted as she hobbled off outside to take a break.

Rachel found a curb to sit on, and held her ankle hopefully to stop the pain coming to it. Her whole life at the moment was a sham but there was nothing really that she could do and the last thing she needed was Jesse St. Jackass right by her side instructing her to do the simplest turn correctly. Rachel was already plotting his death when he came to sit next to her on the curb, watching the cars pass by on the New York road.

"Go away Jesse!" Rachel whispered, she was already in enough pain as it was emotionally and physically.

"Listen Rachel, I know that you've had one shit week but the only reason why I'm pushing you so hard is to make sure that you put on the best show that you want to put on otherwise you would be upset and I can already tell that you are upset and I just want to make everything right..." he began to whisper as he caressed his hand down Rachel's face, but Rachel was clever enough to spot what he was doing, she slapped his hand away and then automatically slapped him in the face,

"I have a three year old who is more clever than you and she thinks that unicorns are real!" she insulted the meerkat faced dance teacher.

"You know now that you finally dumped Frankenteen, your daughter needs a real father-"Jesse began but before he could even finish the sentence, Rachel had slapped him harshly once again and left to get away from her tormenter. All she needed was to be held by her husband, her amazing husband.

She regretted once again what she had done but she couldn't do anything more and just hobbled back into rehearsal hoping that she wouldn't have to see Jesse's disgusting face anytime soon. At least he was on the phone, probably flirting with some blonde bimbo who had no brain. Well at least Jesse's intellectual ability would be matched...

She spent the rest of the day in pain and her mind constantly drifted between thinking about Finn, thinking about Ava and thinking about a thousand ways she could hang, draw and quarter Jesse St. James, Funny Girl was an already challenging musical but for Rachel emotion came easy but when it comes so easily that the play was turning into your life, Rachel knew that she had to be worried. She had arrived to work in tears and she had left in tears too hoping that tomorrow the pain would go away.

But little did she know, the pain would end a lot sooner than she could've ever anticipated...

Thank you very much for the reviews in the last chapter, again I have absolutely no idea as to how the next chapter is going to turn out so it was REALLY, REALLY help that you could PLEASE, Pretty please review!

I hope you enjoyed it and I am so sorry again for it being angsty and for Finchel being broken up!

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