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Only The Good Die Young
Chapter 9
"What? Leave you?"
All the colour had drained out of Finn's face and he looked as though he was going to run away but instead, he said nothing and walked over to our bed and got in next to me hugging me while I cried. As he hugged me I could feel his body shaking and his tears soaking through my top.
"Please don't cry Finn, I don't want you to be sad, you'll be fine without me"
"Without you? Rachel you are not going to die, you are Rachel Barbra Berry."
"That's what everyone says but the doctors have told me already, I've got a year at the most. I'm so sorry Finn. I just want you to be happy so like I said, leave if you want."
We weren't looking at each other but we could tell that we were both crying.
"Rachel Berry, I love you so much, I will never leave you, you're my fiancée and the love of my life!"
I rolled over despite the pain in my stomach and kissed Finn. I had missed him so much but our reunion was bittersweet.
Quinn had called the doctor to come round and check on me to make sure everything was okay. As he knocked on the door Finn went to open it and welcomed the doctor in. He told me that I needed an emergency course of chemotherapy and an operation to see if they can remove any of the cancer. He said the operation is extremely risky but I need it this means I won't be able to work for the next few weeks- I don't know how James will take that. He also gave me a large IV course of morphine to help the pain subside for the night. When he left, Finn took my hand, which was shaking from nerves as well as the morphine and held it tight. Although the morphine did numb the pain, it made me feel even more nauseous until I went to sleep which took a while. As waves of nausea rushed over me, Finn carried me to the bathroom and held my hair and stroked my back as all my insides seemed to churn up.
This is what I've needed since I found out my diagnosis, I've needed Finn. He's always been there for me when I needed him. Like in my junior year when I had laryngitis and thought I'd lose my voice and Finn took me to see his friend Sean Frathold who had been paralysed playing football, as childish as Finn used to be and still is, he always becomes a strong man when he's needed. For instance, when Quinn first got pregnant and he thought that Beth was his he got a job and got money for Quinn. Of course Beth wasn't his (thank god!) but he was still there for Quinn when she went into labour. And now Finn is here for me and he's not leaving.
"Rachie, you need to drink this water so that you don't get dehydrated, I know you feel sick but this will help"
I take a big gulp even though it burns as it travels down my aching throat. The morphine seems to be doing more bad than good. Finn looks so tired, I'm not surprised, he's been traveling all day.
"Honey, go to bed, I'll be fine, you need to relax, I'm taking you around New York tomorrow for a welcome back tour!"
"That sounds amazing Rachie but I'm staying with you, you are my number one priority at the moment."
I manage a quick thank you before my stomach starts to spill its contents again. Around 1am my sickness has almost gone, the pain is numbed and I manage to fall asleep in Finn's arms.