Secret

The doorbell rang.

"Finn, could you get that?" Rachel called to her ex-boyfriend. They'd broken up a few months ago, but he was still staying with them while he visited Kurt. Much to Rachel's annoyance, Kurt had run out to his internship, leaving her to entertain. Finn had mostly kept to himself, playing the Wii, but she wasn't fond of having to cook for him. She checked the pumpkin ravioli and kept chopping up watermelon.

Finn appeared a second later with a vase of roses. "These are for you."

Rachel smiled brightly and put them on the counter.

"Who are they from?" Finn asked.

"Santana," Rachel said, looking at the card.

"Why is she sending you flowers?"

Rachel shrugged. "Just because."

"You should throw them out."

"What? Why on earth would I do that?"

"She's flirting with you. It's weird. I don't trust her. Something's up."

"That's your business if you trust her or not, Finn," Rachel said coldly. "But you can't tell me what to do with presents my friends give me."

He glowered at her for a moment before going back in the living room and resuming his game.

Rachel sighed and sent a text to her (still secret) girlfriend.

I can't wait until he's gone.