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Chapter 8

Finn woke up in an empty bed. He rubbed his eyes before calling out.

"Rachel?"

There was no answer.

"Rachel?" He called again as he stood up. Again, there was no answer. He dressed up and looked at the time. He groaned and called his assistant. Lucky him, there was no appointment until two hours later. He looked at his text messages, none from Rachel but one from Puckerman.

He walked out of the room after making the bed. He was walking to the door when he passed the kitchen. He walked to the fridge after seeing a flashy post it.

Had to leave to rehearsals, I'll call you when they're over. Xoxo, Rachel.

Finn smiled and took the note in his pocket.

"How'd it go?" Puck asked from the kitchen right when Finn walked inside their apartment.

"Don't you have a job?" Finn asked as he walked to the kitchen.

He saw Puck shrug, "Not today."

Finn raised an eyebrow as eh served some water for him.

"Aren't you gonna tell me how it went?" Puckerman asked again.

"We watched movies, had a good time."

"Man, I know you fucked her. You can't spend a night at a girl's house and not have sex."

Finn rolled his eyes, "Fine, we had sex."

"Jackpot. Is she good?"

"Uh, yeah," Finn said and took a sip of his glass of water.

"Tell more," Puck said before taking a bite of his sandwich.

"I'm not gonna say anything else, Puck."

Noah groaned, "I always told you the details."

"Yeah, they were all a one night stand."

Puck rolled his eyes and left, Finn chuckled as he walked to his room.

He got ready and then left for work.

"Hey," Finn said happily when he answered his phone after he saw the caller ID; Rachel.

"Hey, you," Rachel said from the other end of the phone. "Rehearsals are over for today."

"How'd it go?" Finn said as he got up from the chair in his office.

"Fantastic. Are you home?"

"Just getting out of work."

"Do you want to come over? I'm on my way home."

"Yeah, of course. I'll be there soon."

Right when he hung up on the phone he heard a knock on the door.

"Come in," He said as he was putting on his coat, it was probably his assistant announcing that she was leaving, but to his surprise he found someone else.

Santana.

"I'm late, I know. I'm sorry, it's raining and the cab driver was stupid," Santana said as she walked in.

Finn sighed and shook his head, "I need to leave."

"Please? I've been feeling weird. Just the quick check, please," Santana pleaded.

"Fine, quick," Finn said as he took off his coat.

"You know the procedure, my assistant will call you," Finn said as he took off his gloves and washed his hands.

"Thanks, Finn," Santana said as she dressed up.

"Sure," Finn got his coat. "You ready to go?"

"Yup. Where is she?"

"Who?"

"Your assistant."

"She already left, come on." Finn said as he opened the door for her, Santana walked out.

They walked out of the building.

"Could you give me a ride home?" Santana asked as she rubbed her arms.

Finn sighed, he looked at his watch, at the pouring rain, and then at Santana.

"Come on," He said as he led her to his car.

"Thanks," Santana mumbled.

Finn was standing outside of Rachel's apartment more than an hour late. He, nervously, knocked on the door.

There was no answer so he knocked again.

After a while Rachel opened the door and Finn smiled.

"Hey," Rachel said.

"I'm sorry I'm late, I had a thing to do with Santana."

Rachel walked inside of her apartment and left the door opened for him to walk inside, he did.

"A thing?" Rachel asked as she turned around to face him, her arms crossed over her chest.

"Yeah, you know, work…"

"I thought you'd said that you were done with work for the day."

"She came right after we hung up on the phone. And I took her home so, that's why it took me long."

"You could have texted, Finn. I was waiting here, I even made dinner. Which I had to eat alone. While you were looking at a girl's lady parts."

"What?" Finn cocked an eyebrow.

"You heard what I said," Rachel said as she turned around walking to the kitchen.

"That's kind of my job, you know it," Finn followed her.

"Well, Finn, how do you think it makes me feel when I know thatI was here alone, when you said you'd be here, while you're seeing another girl's…parts," Rachel said as she reached the sink, she started washing a plate.

"And how do you think it makes me feel to know that everyday your ex-boyfriend has sex with you," Finn retorted.

"You're talking about my job!" Rachel turned around do face him.

"And you are talking about my job!"

"But I'm just acting! We don't do anything!"

"Don't do anything? I don't do anything!"

Rachel sighed through her nose in frustration.

"And I've seen it, Rachel, he touches your breasts. He sees your breasts. Whoever watches the goddamn show sees your breasts!"

Rachel gasped and turned away, giving him her back again, "Please leave."

Without saying a word Finn angrily left her apartment.