From This Moment On

Chapter 37

Finn's POV

"Ok bro, are you sure you are ready for this?"

I look up into the mirror and grin. "Yeah I'm sure. I've never been so ready in my life."

I can't believe I'm getting married today. In a little more than an hour Rachel is going to be my wife. I see Puck's reflection in the mirror and smile. "Can you believe this man?"

"I would probably have told you that you were out of your mind a couple of months ago…."

"You did." I interrupt.

"Ok whatever, the point is, lately I guess things have changed."

I smile at him knowing what's changed. "Love will do that to you." His eyes quickly meet mine.

"Who the fuck said anything about love dude?"

I shrug and laugh. "You didn't have to. I've seen the way you look at her again."

He looks away and I know I'm right. "Yeah well don't go getting all cocky. I still don't know where it's going."

Suddenly there is a knock at the door and Blaine sticks his head in. "You ready to head over to the Park?"

"Do you guys mind if I head over myself? I kind of want to take a moment to myself."

They both smile. "Yeah last minutes of freedom huh?" Puck jokes. "You know now that you are getting married, you'll have plenty of time to jerk off because the sex is gonna stop so really I think you are wasting this one."

"Fuck you, I don't want to jerk off you jackass."

Blaine grabs Puck by the jacket and pulls him out the door. "We'll meet you over there. Just don't be late."

"I'll be there."

They shut the door behind them and I hear them leave the house. I walk over to the closet and pull the box down from the shelf. I walk over to the bed and open the lid setting it down on the bed. I smile at the photo of Rachel sitting on top with a sticky note attached to it. "I love you Finn." She always leaves me a note when she's been going through the box herself. I grab a pen off the desk and write underneath her letters. "I love you too Rach." So that she sees it next time she visits the box.

I sit back on the bed, careful not to wrinkle my pants and pull the letters and photographs onto the bed.

I open a couple of the letters, smiling at Rachel's neat handwriting and small gold stars at the bottom of the page.

I hear the front door open and shake my head. "I told you I would get there on time guys, give me a break." I holler out.

When no one responds I get up from the bed and look out into the apartment. "Hello?"

Weird. I walk out into the living room and it's quiet. "Hello?"

"Hello Finn."

My blood runs cold when I hear the voice and I turn quickly toward it. "Y…You?"

"Yes, me Finn. You don't even remember my name do you?" She says angrily, the silver shimmer from the blade in her hand shining against the wall.

I try and think…Angela, August? It was at that yogurt shop…."Y..yogurt shop right?"

She rolls her eyes. "Are you fucking kidding me? Do you know how many times I've seen you and met you?"

"April. That's your name right?" I say quickly.

She nods, unimpressed. "Yes it's April. How about an award for Mr. Hudson. The last time we met, you were too busy to even talk after a photograph."

I remember the day with the stalker, when I was so determined it was Lana. She was outside the coffee shop. "But..how did you…you were with me at the coffee shop, but you ended up here."

"You really are an idiot. Yes, well you walked most of the way like a complete idiot. I got right in a cab and I would have gotten rid of her that day if it wasn't for your stupid big mouthed friend. Luckily that dumb red head was visiting her friend in the next building when you dumbasses got her arrested."

"I don't understand. Why are you doing this?" I walk backwards toward the door, trying not to alert her.

"Because, you were so broken, and I wanted to fix you."

I look at her confused. "I don't get it. I was happy when we met. I'm not broken."

"You really don't remember me do you?" She says walking closer to me, the knife out in front of her. "That stupid yogurt thing wasn't the first time I met you."

When I don't answer her she exhales sharply. "Your stupid Glee club. Hospital. Baby. Am I ringing any bells for you?"

"I'm…I'm sorry." I say shaking my head confused.

"Your blonde friend. Quinn right? She was giving birth to her bastard child with that other idiot friend of yours. I was the candy striper who helped get them to their room. I heard you all talking in the waiting room. You seemed so sad."

Things start to come together as she speaks. The calls to Rachel about Beth, knowing about Puck and Quinn being her parents.

"I waited for years to see you again. But you were always with one of them. That stupid blonde or that bitch you think you want to marry. When you moved to New York, I came out here too hoping to run in to you. And then you started playing at the coffee shop. But you never noticed me. You never saw me because of her."

"You can't blame her. I just, I love her."

"SHUT UP!" She yells stepping toward me with the knife. "You will get over her. You will learn to love again."

"Look I'm sorry, I just can't….I mean….maybe we can be friends." I stutter.

"FRIENDS?" She screams pushing the knife against my chest causing me to take a step back. "You will love me Finn, or this won't work I'm afraid. And if you can't do that with her still alive, then I'm going to…"

"No, ok, wait. You don't have to do anything to Rachel." I say as I reach out and touch her shoulder lightly. My heart is racing as I glance down at the knife pressed against me. I slowly start to reach for her wrist when she turns suddenly.

"I don't believe you. No, you care about her too much." She starts to pace the living room and I reach back for the door knob when she turns toward me. "Where do you think you are going?" She screams and I move away from the door.

"Nowhere. Nowhere."

"Just get away from the door." She cries waving the knife around.

"Look, you need help April. You really do. I can get you the help you need; you just have to come with me."

Suddenly she looks angry. "I don't need help, I need you. Why can't you just want me?" She screams as she comes running at me.

"Woah, it's ok."

I slowly pull her toward me, "Come here." I say softly, extending my arms. "It's going to be ok April."

She looks up at me and smiles. "Yeah?" She cocks her head and leans into my body, wrapping her arms around me. I breathe heavily as I try and think of the best way to stop this. But I can't reach the knife that is now behind my back and I don't want to hurt her. I know she's sick. She really needs help.

"We can make this work. I'll forget about Rachel and we can make this work."

"No, you'll never forget her. We need to take care of her to make this work." She sobs into my chest.

"No no, I'll forget her."

She stiffens in my arms and looks up. "You love her that much that you are willing to be with me just to save her?"

"Y…yes."

Her face softens but only for a second. Suddenly she looks angry. "You're never going to love me. Not like you love her. "She turns away from me, her hands going into her hair, the knife still in her hand. "This won't work." She says distressed.

I see this as my chance and step toward her to reach for her arm when she turns and pulls back. "No you're already trying to stop me. Why Finn? Why couldn't you just be happy with me? I loved you. I would have done anything for you. "She's screaming and tears are streaming down her face and I lunge at her, reaching for her hand.

"NO!" She yells and I feel a sharp pain graze my side. I look down and see her holding the blood covered knife in her hands and I reach down to my side and grasp where it hurts, pulling my hand back to see blood.

"Why did you do that? Do you see what you made me do?" She yells.

I step back and lean my arm against the couch. Looking down at the blood coming through the rip in my white shirt.

She turns and lifts the knife. "I'm sorry Finn, but I love you too much to leave you for her."

It feels like it happens in slow motion as she crosses the room toward me with the knife raised. I quickly kick the side table into her path and she falls into it. I pull myself from the couch, reaching for the knife and dragging her down to the ground with me landing on my side and cringing with the pain. It distracts me long enough for her to pick up the knife and I feel the blade slice into my shoulder as I wince with the pain but grab her wrist and kick with my legs until I make contact with her body and she groans.

I grasp both hands around her wrist, the pain in my shoulder screaming out and I slam her hand against the floor until the knife pops free. Suddenly she hits me hard, slamming her fist into my cut and it's enough to make me see stars and for her to free herself from my grasp, kicking me hard in the groin and standing up.

I try and grab her leg but the pain from the wound causes me to miss when I try and reach out for her.

"I hate you Finn! I hate you!" She screams as she reaches for the door. "I'm going to ruin your life. Everything you love everything you have."

She turns and opens the door. "Go to hell Finn Hudson."

I see her disappear out the door and I try and crawl toward the door, to pull myself up and go after her. I groan loudly as I drag myself out the door, the blood on my shirt pooling around the wound. I yank my phone from my pocket and dial Rachel's number. It goes to voicemail and I close my eyes as I hear the beep.

"I love you Rach. I love you so much. It's….It's….go to the police…."

I feel the darkness overtaking me. My head heavy as I lay halfway between the hall and the apartment.

I don't know how long I lie there. But suddenly I feel two arms shaking me and I open my eyes slowly, looking up into a fuzzy face and putting my hands up to push them away. "No." I shout.

"Finn, Finn, it's me…its Sam. I came to find out where you were. Who did this? God, don't move."

"April…." I say softly. "It's April."

"Who?"

"Yogurt shop. Fan. Stalker. Get Rachel now."

Sam grabs his phone and quickly dials. "Puck, get to Rachel right now. I'm with Finn, he's hurt. It's some fan named April. Go find Rachel." He yells.

He hangs up and dials again. "Yeah I've got an emergency. My friend is bleeding all over the damn ground."

He looks down and pulls me to his lap. "It's gonna be ok Finn. Everything is going to be ok."