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Chapter 9

Had it turned out to be true? Did Rachel truly have a problem with his job? Almost every girl he'd dated had one.

Only that this time it was different. The truth was that Rachel's job wouldn't be Finn's first choice for his girlfriend's job. He had spent endless nights thinking about it, thinking about how exposed her girlfriend is to the public and to whom she had had a relationship with; his ex-boyfriend.

But Finn had accepted it; Rachel was worth it and he could deal with it.

The fact that, apparently, Rachel couldn't deal with his job was what made him angry.

He stormed inside his apartment and two people looked up from the living room's couch.

"What's wrong?" Quinn asked from the couch.

"Yeah," Puck said from beside her.

Finn sighed and shook his head, he walked to his room.

Finn was partly lying on the bed trying to read a book, but his mind was somewhere else when someone knocked on the door.

"Go away," Finn said feeling like a teenager all over again.

Quinn slowly opened the door and peeked inside the room, Finn dropped the book on his chest.

"What?" Finn asked.

Quinn smiled at him and walked inside; she closed the door and sat down on the edge of his bed.

She placed her hands on her lap and looked down at them before talking, "Something's wrong with your girlfriend."

"Yes."

Quinn smiled, "She called me."

"She did?" Finn asked a bit confused as he sat up.

"She likes you, Finn," Quinn said as she turned her head towards him.

Finn licked his lips and then raised an eyebrow, "Puck doesn't mind that you're here?"

"He understands, he knows I'm trying to help."

Finn nodded, "I didn't know you were close with her."

"We've talked a few times after we met at the bar. We exchanged phones when we went to the bathroom," Quinn chuckled at the memory. "She says she feels bad because of what happened. She explained. She also told me that she isn't the jealous type or anything, but…" Quinn shrugged and she looked back down at her hands.

"But what?"

"You know I'm not the jealous type either, right? I mean, after all those years…"

Finn nodded.

"You know that, right?" Quinn asked again after hearing no response.

"I…yeah…"

"Well, I guess she felt…," Quinn bit her lower lip.

Finn stayed silent waiting for her to continue speaking.

"Like me, when we were together. I was happy, Finn, really, but I sometimes felt alone. You were- are so into your job and-."

"But, Quinn," Finn said. "That's- You know- I was trying to be good at my job. It was hard to learn all that stuff and I wanted to be good after losing my scholarship; I never wanted you to feel like that. You could've told me. I was… I was just trying to be good at my job, to make everyone proud of me for once."

Quinn smiled at him, "You are good."

Finn looked down.

"Everyone's proud of you. Your mom, Burt, Kurt, me, everyone," Quinn chuckled. "Even Puck."

Finn smiled and chuckled.

"Finn, you mean a lot to me. You're one of my best friends and I want to apologize. I know that what I did wasn't correct. I never should've cheated. And I never apologized, so, I'm sorry Finn. I'm sorry I did that to you, you didn't and don't deserve it. And-."

"Hey," Finn interrupted, he placed a finger under her chin to pull her head up so that he could see her, "I forgave you a long time ago; it's all in the past."

Finn smiled warmly at her and she smiled back.

"Anyway," Quinn chuckled, "Rachel loves you, Finn. She does. I know you love her too. And I know you're happy with her. You go out more and you even talk more. Puck and the rest agree. Don't lose her, Finn."