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She had been sat in the car for ten minutes, when she heard a bang and Finn stomp past her. He looked...so angry. She had only ever seen that face before. It actually caused all this. How did she get into such a mess?
Well that went well, as well as to be expected. Not that she deserved anything else. What was he gonna do? She hit her hand against the steering wheel and her ring dug into her. Ouch. God damn this stupid oversized ring. She really hated it, but how do you tell someone that. She slid the ring off and placed it on the seat next to her, grabbing her purse from her bag, she unzipped the small compartment and pulled out two rings. The perfect rings. One a lot smaller than her current one sparked in the street lamps light and the other, a thin band that had forever yours, inscribed into it. They fitted together well. Simple and understated but said everything about their love.
She placed the rings onto her finger and looked at them there. Where they belonged. She missed this. Now she could never show them off. But she was sure she carried them with her where ever she went. She wondered if he still had his.
She couldn't go back to her dads. She didn't want to face them, Jake or even Amelia. She didn't want to talk to them about Finn. He was private to her. Not something she could share easily.
She started the car and backed away from that house that held so many memories, wondering if she would ever see it again. Not glancing back she drove away, not quite knowing where she was headed.
This place was so familiar to her but so strange at the same time. She couldn't work out how she was feeling. Driving through the small town, she saw the local bar and pulled in. Having left Lima at 18, she had never actually been inside, but wondered what it would be like. Different to the snobby bars that Jake would drag her to back in New York.
Gathering her self together, she stepped out of the car and headed inside. It was exactly like she imagined. It was dark and crowded. A few people turned around to give her a few strange looks. Either they knew who she was or they had never seen her before and was wondering what she was doing in here all by herself.
She pushed her way to the bar and waited for a drink. She realised she still had her rings on and was playing with them when the barman came over to her. "Well. Rachel Berry, my little jewish princess. What in the world brings you here?" Oh God. She knew this was a mistake. Of course she would see them, she had been stupid not to think that, but her mind on Finn had made her forget. "Puck, Hi its nice to see you again, How have you been?" She smiled at him brightly. Silently praying he wouldn't ask her about Finn. He must know. Of course he would. They all would.
"Im fine thanks. Still in New York? Not come back to break my boys heart again have you?"
WHAT? Hang on, she thought. Hardly fair. He was the one that left her. Pregnant. Fair enough he didn't know the last part but still.
"Noah" she took a deep breath. "I appreciate your Finn's friend and of course, you will stand by him, but please, this isn't your battle. I am merely here to finalize a few things with him and then we can both move on. And as for your information, Finn left ME but I'm sure you already knew that anyway. And I'll have a vodka and coke. Thanks." She stared at him, almost daring him to continue but he knew better. he wasn't Finn, but he knew Rachel enough to realise you don't fight with her when she sounds like that.
"Hey – no problem. Look I don't want to fight with you on this. And of course, for what it's worth, I think Finn is an idiot for running out on you, but he is still my boy. He took it hard. Look", he placed her drink into her hand," this is on me. Peace offering? Also, I think a few people might be waiting to speak to you-" pointing over to a dark corner, her eyes trailed off...she could make out a few people waving at her. Gulping down almost half her drink she pushed her away over to them.
There sat all their, correction HIS friends. Quinn, Sam, Tina, a couple she didn't recognise and Mike.
OH SHIT. She couldn't exactly leave but she didn't want to stay. Quinn gestured for Rachel to sit down in the empty chair next to her. She could feel the eyes burning into her. She gave Quinn a small smile and sat down.
"Rachel. You are certainly not what we expected to see in here. How are you? Hows New York? How's everything on Broadway?...Her voice trailed off. All Rachel could see was the sickly sweet smile.
She started to reply. She told them about her life in New York. All about her shows and Jake. She told them everything except the one bit that mattered. The real reason she was here. They nodded along and smiled at her. She knew they felt uncomfortable with her being there but were too polite to say so. She was in the middle of telling them about her latest show, when Quinn's expression froze. Rachel didn't need to turn around to know. She could sense him, the anger rolling off him.
"Finn" Quinn started..."look Rachel came in and well, we haven't seen her in years so we all wanted to catch up, you did know she was in town right?"
"Yes I did. Not that she can bring herself to talk to me." She could feel his glare. "AND before you do or don't ask Rachel, no I haven't read those stupid papers yet. I have a feeling Kurt has, he's been non stop calling me telling me to bring my drunken ass back over. Apparently its major." His voice hardened. " I don't know what he means. Nothing we ever had seemed that important to you at the time."
That was about all Rachel could take. How could he be so cruel? Hadn't they loved each other once? She spun round quickly, almost taken aback by the cold hard eyes. "Finn. I didn't come here to argue. I just need you to read those papers. Then you will understand."
He thought back to earlier. The sparkle he saw. The envelope."Oh I understand everything. You need to get rid of me so you can marry someone better", he reached out for her left hand, wanting to prove himself right and was shocked by what he saw. His rings. The ones he gave her. He would know them anywhere. After all he had a matching one, that bore the word faithfully. He twisted his hand round and there was his. "We match." He spoke so softly, only she would have heard.
He looked into her eyes, and for a second thought he saw her looking at him like she used to, but that was replaced with a look of complete anger and horror. Her eyes swimming with tears.
She wrenched her hand back from his. His touch burning into her skin. She had to get out of there. Grabbing everything as fast as she could, she ran.
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