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Chapter 22
Unfortunately, the best night in his life had to end eventually. Rachel and Finn tried to stay awake the whole night, but after some time, they finally fell asleep. They only slept three hours because they were scared they overslept, and Rachel's dads would wait outside. Luckily, they didn't.
It was hard for Finn to let Rachel return to her own room. He didn't want to say goodbye, always pulling her closer to him and kissing her as if he wouldn't see her again for a month. But they would see each other soon, on Monday at school or even sooner.
Later, Andy picked them up, but he acted off. But Finn didn't notice. When he was in the limousine, he wore the grey shirt Rachel wore all night, and it still smelled like her. He wanted to repeat what they had done. Immediately.
When Kurt got into the limousine, he noticed that something had changed. He looked at Finn with narrowed eyes. Then, he started grinning knowingly.
"Looks like someone had a good night." Kurt knew him too well. Or maybe he could read his goofy grin.
Finn took the Fuck-You card he had already ripped apart in his room from his wallet, replacing it with the list Rachel had done with him when they couldn't sleep.
"Do I get details?", Kurt asked, interested.
"Since when are you interested in my love life?", Finn asked skeptically. Kurt shrugged.
"Since Rachel is the one you are making love with."
Finn cocked his head to the side. "Firstly, who says the Rachel is the one I made out with? Secondly, I thought you couldn't stand her."
Kurt rolled his eyes. "Firstly, I'm not stupid. And secondly, if you like her, I like her too. Easy as that."
"Good. I think you will see her more often."
Kurt's eyes widened. "You are in a serious relationship with her?"
Finn had to smile, but Kurt smacked his upper arm. "I can't believe it! Finn!"
"What?"
"Grandfather is going to kill you if he ever finds out.", he said, shaking his head. "But you look really happy.", he said, squeezing his arm.
Finn also felt happy. He was in love. With Rachel Berry.
"What's wrong with Andy?", Kurt suddenly asked. Finn shrugged. "No idea."
"He didn't even ask how our interviews went.", Kurt remarked.
"You can tell me.", Finn offered, but Kurt just wrinkled his nose.
"You're weird when you are in love."
The rest of the time, they spent saying nothing. Kurt looked at his phone, Finn stared out of the window, thinking about last night.
After they arrived, Andy shooed them inside the mansion. "What's up with Andy?", Kurt whispered confused.
"No idea.", Finn shrugged.
Grandfather was standing in front of the fireplace of the parlor. "Grandfather?", Finn asked carefully. He turned around and his face was emotionless, but there were dark circles under his eyes.
"Sit down." He pointed at their sofa. Finn didn't want to sit down, he wanted to know what was going on.
Kurt sat down while Finn kept staring at grandfather.
"Sit down, Finn." It was an order now. But he was unable to move. Something happened, he could feel it.
"Where is grandmother?", Kurt wanted to know, trying to sound joyful to lighten up the mood.
For a while, James didn't say anything.
"Your grandmother had a stroke.", their grandfather finally said emotionlessly.
"That's…what…how... do you mean that?", Kurt stammered.
"Elaine had a stroke.", he repeated monotonously. "She is dead."
Kurt paled instantly, then, he started sobbing. Finn couldn't feel himself anymore. Grandfather continued talking, but he didn't quite hear it.
…Came too late…hospital…dead.
Finn could only hear a few words and Kurt's sobs. And someone panting. He realized that he was the one doing it.
He tried to press his hand on his chest to even out his breathing. He was breathing fast, but he had a feeling he would suffocate.
Grandmother was dead.
She was dead.
James kept a straight face. Maybe it was just a bad joke.
"When?", Finn croaked. His head was spinning, he needed to hold on to something. "On Monday.", grandfather answered.
Finn's poor heart. It was about to explode or to stop beating. He realized what grandfather had just said.
Monday.
Today was Wednesday.
"So let me get this straight", Finn said, his voice was wavering. "Grandmother had a stroke two days ago, and you are telling us now?"
Why did he even pose that question? Why didn't he go over to his brother so that they could cry together? Why didn't he just let it be?
"I didn't want you to mess up the Interviews.", James answered.
Finn couldn't explain what happened next. Something inside him just snapped. In the next moment, Finn leapt at his grandfather, punching him right in the face.
It was a strong punch and James' chair tipped over, Finn and James fell down.
Kurt yelped. Something fell down, breaking into shards.
Again, Finn punched him. His hand started burning, but he didn't stop.
"Finn, stop it!", Kurt shouted, dragging him away from his grandfather. Finn tried to break free, but Andy and Kurt held him tight.
James was on the floor; blood was on his nose and his mouth. "Take him away from here until he calmed down", he instructed coldly.
Kurt rushed over to his grandfather, helping him up. Andy dragged Finn to the hallway and out of the building. Outside, he let go of him. Finn wanted to go back inside.
"Mr. Hudson stop it!", Andy said, but Finn didn't listen. Andy grabbed him by the shoulders.
"Get out of my way, Andy."
"No." Andy didn't let go.
"He didn't tell us. You didn't tell us.", Finn sobbed, pushing him. "My grandmother died and you didn't tell us." He could feel his tears welling up. It hurt so much. He needed to make it stop somehow. In the next moment, he turned on his heel, running to the garage.
"Mr. Hudson!"
Finn ignored him. He took the keys he just snatched from Andy and opened the door. He started the car. Andy stepped in front of it, but he didn't care.
He started driving and Andy jumped out of the way.
With squealing tires, Finn drove away, wiping away the tears with the back of his hand.
The doorbell rang. "Who is that?", LeRoy wondered while they were playing UNO. Rachel went to the entrance door and opened it. Her eyes widened.
"Kurt?"
He looked devastated. His eyes were swollen and red, he was as pale as a ghost. Rachel wanted to step forwards, but Kurt lifted his hand.
"Is Finn here?", he immediately asked. Rachel shook her head. "No. What happened?", she asked, alarmed.
Kurt didn't seem to listen to her. He retrieved his phone, dialing a phone number. "Sam? It's me", he said. "Is Finn at yours?" Kurt started smiling faintly, relieved. "Thank god."
Rachel could hear Sam's voice, but she didn't hear what he said. But suddenly, Kurt's face expression darkened. "Okay. I will be there. See you."
After he hung up, he wanted to turn around and run back to the limousine to Andy. He also looked concerned. Something had to be very wrong.
"Kurt, please tell me what the hell happened", Rachel repeated. He stopped in his tracks. "I can't."
"But I will come with you.", she quickly said. Kurt opened and closed his mouth. "I don't think this is a good idea."
Nevertheless, Rachel quickly took her purse and her coat and followed Kurt to the Rolls-Royce. He looked like he wanted to talk her out of it, but he was too upset to do so.
When they sat in the limousine, Rachel whispered: "You know, you can still talk to me if you want to. Anytime."
Kurt flinched as if Rachel just yelled at him. He blinked back some tears, and again, she wondered what the hell had happened.
"Will you tell me now what happened?", she asked softly.
"Let's say there was a fight at home", Kurt answered.
Rachel shuddered. "Is Finn okay, Kurt?", she asked anxiously.
Kurt just shrugged helplessly. "Sam said yes."
The rest of the drive, Rachel tried not to freak out. What did that mean? Kurt avoided her glance, every now and then wiping away some tears.
After they arrived at Sam's, Kurt jumped out of the car and headed to the entrance. Sam was already standing on the doorway. When he saw Kurt approaching, he started smiling widely.
"Look who decided to join our awesome Harvard party." He gave Kurt a bro hug who just let it happen like a lifeless doll. Then, Sam spotted Rachel.
"And you even brought a plus-one with you. I know you swing the other way, dude, but is there something going on between the two of you?", he asked teasingly.
Kurt ignored him completely and went past him into the house. Rachel wondered whether Sam knew what happened or whether he was as oblivious as she was.
She and Sam followed Kurt to the parlor, but this time, there were not that many people like last time. Some people were dancing with their underwear in the middle of the room.
Santana was sitting on an armchair, passionately making out with Puck, Brittany was sitting on the other sofa, looking at their direction with a pained face expression while Artie was talking to her.
And then, Rachel spotted Finn. He was sitting on another armchair, his hair was tousled, his face was pale. He looked devastated. She was about to go over to him when he lifted a bottle of Vodka and downed its content all at one.
What the…?
A familiar blonde was leaving the pool and walked over to him. She motioned him to come over. Finn cocked his head to the side, but then, he followed orders. The blonde started undoing his buttons. When Rachel looked closer, she recognized her. It was Quinn Fabray.
She froze. "Since when is he acting like that?", Kurt asked Sam.
"Since this afternoon. He didn't stop drinking."
Kurt cursed under his breath, something he didn't that often. The boys were still talking, but Rachel couldn't listen to them.
Quinn Fabray just put off Finn's shirt. Now, she wanted to open the zipper of his jeans.
That was the final straw.
Rachel's anger was bigger than her fear of water. She stomped over to the duo.
"What the hell are you doing?!", she hissed.
Finn turned around, glassy-eyed.
He looked horrible. He was pale, his eyes were red, his pupils dilated.
This wasn't her Finn.
This was the same guy who paid people off, who partied every weekend with his friends and humped girl after girl.
The guy who didn't feel anything and who didn't care about anything.
"Finn", Rachel whispered and took his hand. His skin was ice cold. Finn took a deep breath.
"You shouldn't be here, Rachel."
"But I…" Before she could end her sentence, Finn turned around and jumped into the pool. Rachel backed away.
Quinn, Mike and some other people in their underwear followed Finn into the pool, cheering.
All this felt so wrong. She would like to talk to Finn, but firstly, she was scared of water, and secondly, Finn wouldn't listen anyway. He seemed so…numb and uninvolved. Quinn was swimming to Finn's direction, smiling seductively.
Rachel gaped. She could see how Quinn snuggled against Finn. How she kissed him. Finn didn't do anything about it.
This had to be a nightmare, right? Something inside Rachel shattered into pieces. Sam next to her patted her shoulder, completely oblivious to her shock.
"Well, that's the Finn Hudson I know", he said, grinning goofily.
But that's not the Finn Hudson I know, Rachel wanted to say.
You have no idea how he really is.
He is my boyfriend, asshole.
But that wasn't true.
If Finn had been her boyfriend, he wouldn't have just kissed Quinn Fabray. He would've come to her instead of drowning his sorrow in alcohol and hanging out with his superficial friends.
Rachel turned on her heel and ran inside. She crossed the entrance hall. She had to get out, she couldn't stay any longer.
"Rachel!", Kurt shouted. Rachel turned around, realizing how desperate he looked. Now, she had a bad conscience.
"I'm sorry your family situation sucks, Kurt.", Rachel whispered with a wavering voice. "But I can't do that. Not after…"
After what? After they had made love? After she thought things were alright again? She couldn't tell him.
"He really needs you now", Kurt pleaded.
Rachel laughed bitterly. Then, she turned around and left the hall. Kurt was shouting after her, but Rachel didn't hear him anymore. She left and slammed the door behind her.
For a while, she thought that Finn and she could be together if both of them really wanted to. But know, Rachel realized something:
She would never be part of his world.
Unfortunately, she realized it now that it was too late.
To be continued...
A/N: Sorry for the ending, guys, but the original also ended like that. In the novel, James (Finn's counterpart) also did drugs in the end, but I didn't want to cross that line especially because of the way Cory died...
I'm already working on the sequel, so don't worry. It will be called "High (School) Society II"
It will take some time until I upload the first chapter, though.
See you next time, guys!
XOXO your princess
