When Kurt got home, he found Rachel on her knees with her head in her hands. "Oh my god Rachel, are you okay?"
She looked up at him, her eyes puffy and red. "He's dead," she said, as if needing confirmation from her friend. He just hugged her. She wished that Finn's strong, safe arms could've been there instead. She wished she could have held him just one more time.
But that stupid drunk driver had to take him. He was driving through New Brunswick, New Jersey on he way to New York. Obviously, Rachel felt responsible because she had offered to meet him once he got to the border of New York City- he'd been so close. He had refused, saying he was fine on his own. She had waited at the apartment for him four hours when she got the call.
They were going to work it out and try to be together again. He was coming to celebrate with her for getting the role of Fanny Brice. They were endgame, he had said once. She had believed him then, and she still believed him now. She just wished that their love hadn't been stolen, and with such short notice.
Kurt slowly pulled away, but continued to comfort her. Rachel's breaths finally slowed down and she stood up, saying, "Brody called yesterday. He said he wants to try things again."
Kurt gave her a disgusted look, saying, "If you're asking for my permission, the answer's no."
"Look, I don't think I'm ready for that kind of commitment at all yet, but I need someone if I'm ever going to move on."
Kurt rolls his eyes, "But really, anyone but him. Rachel, you can do so much better."
That got her thinking. Nobody could be better than her Finn. Nobody would ever make her feel like she did with Finn. Nobody would love her like Finn did. A tear slipped down her cheek. This time she didn't start balling, but she still hurt. There would never be another chance to find love like she had already found and lost.
The next day, Rachel was walking down to the subway station closest to her apartment. As she swiped her subway card and started walking to her train, she saw a dark-haired man, about 6'3" waiting for the same train. She almost choked on her morning coffee. He looked exactly like Finn. But she knew he wasn't. There was no way.
When the train arrived, she boarded a different car than him just to keep herself from getting too distracted. She was looking for somewhere to sit when she heard a song blasting from someone's earbuds. Her first thought was how they were going to break their eardrums with music as loud as that playing directly into their ears. But then she heard the song.
Just a small town girl
Livin' in a lonely world
She took the midnight train
Goin' anywhere
She heard Finn's voice in her head singing those words to her. She started humming the next lines.
Just city boy
Born and raised in South Detroit
He took the midnight train
Goin' anywhere
She always thought of him when she heard or sang this song. It was the first good song they had lead. It was the first good song glee club had sung. She still wished she could go back four years to when they first sang that song. But it gave her a new hope.
When she got off the train, she saw a newspaper stand. Right on the front cover was the caption, 'Rachel Berry lands main part in Broadway revival of Funny Girl (see page 5).' Even though it wasn't the main story, she was on the front cover! She was getting luckier every day. But she still wished he was there to see it with her. He was always so supportive and proud every time she did something big. Everywhere she looked, she was reminded of Finn.
And then she saw him.
Author's Note:
I'm so nice... I leave you with a cliff hanger. I'm sorry, I hate them too, but don't worry, I'll update soon. I was listening to the radio when Don't Stop Believin' came on and I thought I'd add something to this chapter, otherwise it probably would've been much worse. I'm so glad you guys liked the first chapter! Please feel free to give suggestions/comments/concerns/other. I would really appreciate you're thoughts. Thank you!