Broken
Chapter Two- So Alone, So Alive
A/N: Have I told you lately that I love you? No really guys, you're amazing.
A few things I need to clear up. This is how this story is going down. This is very A/U and very OOC. Finn is dating Quinn, both went to McKinley, Quinn knows Rachel and vice versa, Quinn has always been there for Rachel and has helped her, been the female in her life that she needed. Puck has an on-off relationship with Santana, neither went to McKinley and don't know Rachel except from what Finn has told Puck.
Okay, as we go, the other characters are pretty straight forward.
So, I just got back from a Third Eye Blind concert, so if something sounds like them, I might have just forgotten to credit it! They are amazing though…and I had amazing seats…anyways on to the story.
"Rachel, it's me. It's just Finn. Open up." Finn shifted nervously waiting for Rachel to open the door. Puck huffed and started to turn around, "Hey, stay, I can't stand seeing her cry. You know it's the one reason I moved so far away, it kills me to see her so broken and not be able to fix her." Puck nodded slowly, turning back towards the door.
The door finally swung open, revealing a shaken Rachel, "I'm sorry. Please don't make me leave." She hung her head low, sniffling a few times.
Puck watched Finn's back tense with the threat of his sister crying. "Berry, it's gonna take more than tears for us to kick you out. You're stuck with us now." Puck forced a smirk, and in satisfaction, watched a hint of a smile from Rachel.
"Okay. Do you guys have any food, I'm hungry." Finn watched Rachel walk into the kitchen, ignoring what just happened. Shaking his head, he followed her in.
Puck hung back, hoping to give the two of them much needed brother and sister time. From the living room though, Puck could see that the kitchen was in silence, tension running high. With a shake of his head, Puck walked into the kitchen, thinking he could break the tension.
Finn noticed Puck standing in the door way, but looking out the corner of his eye, he watched his sister tense, dropping the butter knife to the floor. "Damn it Rachel! It's just Puck! I wouldn't put you in a dangerous situation! It's been two fucking years! You never talk to me! Just talk me damn it!" Finn seethed, the two years worth of stress and anger finally taking over.
Puck watched a tear slide down Rachel's cheek. Rachel nervously glanced at the only way out, Puck nodded to her in understanding, slowly moving out of the way. Rachel took the opportunity to run straight to her room, slamming the door.
"Damn it!" Finn muttered.
"Have you ever thought your part of the problem?" Puck asked. Not trying to be mean, but honestly wanting to know if Finn knew his actions where only hurting her. He had left her soon after the incident.
"Fuck you." Finn stormed past his friend and into his own room, slamming his door too. Pulling out his cell phone, dialing the one person he knew would understand him.
"Hey baby." The voice soothed the anger he was feeling.
"Rachel's back and she's not any better. I need help."
Finn sounded hopeless and desperate, even to his own ears. "Oh baby, you should have told me. I would have come by to see her. What happened? Wait, isn't Puck still living with you?" Quinn questioned Finn's long time girlfriend and best friend to his sister.
Finn let out a long breath. "Yeah the man whore is still here. I'm calling you because I kinda just yelled at her…"
"You what? Finn! She's sensitive! You can't just yell at her when you feel like it! Now, really, what happened?" Quinn was pissed at the fact that her boyfriend could be so stupid.
"I don't know, she was screaming, so Puck and I went to check on her and she sort of ignored the situation and moved on like it was nothing. But as soon as Puck entered the kitchen she got all tense like he was gonna attack her or some shit…"
Quinn interrupted, "Have you ever thought to tell her how you feel? Have you ever thought of that there was only one way out of that kitchen and Puck was standing there? Did you think she felt like maybe you guys were closing in on her and she wouldn't make it out? Did you at all think of what trauma she's been through?" Quinn rattled off questions, which only made Finn feel like a shitty brother. Quinn found it difficult not to just explain what actually happened, since Rachel only ever opened up to her.
"No…I guess I didn't. Can you just come over and see her? Maybe talk to her? Maybe she'll feel better knowing you're here. You know?"
Quinn sighed, her boyfriend sounded so lost, she felt so bad. "Of course baby, I'll be over tomorrow night, I'll bring dinner."
"Thanks, I love you."
"I love you too. See you tomorrow." With a quick good bye Finn hung up with Quinn, and laid down on his bed.
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Puck watched Finn slam his door. He honestly didn't know what had gotten into Finn. He had hardly ever mentioned Rachel until he told Puck she was moving in with them. Shaking the thoughts from his head, he looked down at Pixie. "I only wanted a fucking apple, so kill me!" Pixie wagging her tail, growled, jumping on his legs looking for attention. "Yes, Grrr." He patted the dogs head playfully. He grabbed his apple and a bottle of water, shutting the TV off on his way to his room. Pixie sat outside Rachel's door, scratching to get in. "What? You want in?" He picked the small dog up and knocked on Rachel's door. She slowly opened it, looking up at Puck, with what looked like shock. "Umm, Pixie wanted you." What I'm doing in this city. The sun is always in my eyes, it crashes through the windows and I'm sleeping on the couch. When I came to visit you, that's when I knew I could never have you, I knew that before you did. Puck caught the lyrics of a song as she snatched the dog from his arms and slammed her door in his face. "Well then… you're welcome…"
He stalked back to his room, closing his door. The thought filtered through his mind to slam his door just because everyone else did, but decided that was a little childish. He grabbed his iPod, Intro to Music Theory book and a high lighter. Turning on his iPod, the lyrics that filtered through shocked him, dropping his high lighter, he allowed himself to get lost in the music. That's when I knew I could never have you, I knew that before you did. Still I'm the one who's stupid and there's this burninglike there's always been. I never been so aloneand I've never been so alive.
A/N: Let's play a game. First person to 50 points gets a one-shot with Glee characters, setting, and plot of their choice. This starts the game. First person to correctly guess why I chose the Motorcycle Drive By, by Third Eye Blind gets 10 Points. And anyone who can explain to me what the hell Intro to Music Theory is, gets five points. **Catch, review to play!
Song, obviously Motorcycle Drive By and some other Third Eye Blind songs. I don't own any of it! However I do own a guitar pick from Cobra Starship! :))