Rachel and Finn walked through the dimly lit park, enjoying the fact that they talked everything out, well at least talked most of it out. There were still some things that needed to be sorted.
"I want to hold off on the wedding. For a while." Rachel mumbled, their hands stopped swinging as they began walking slower, Finn coming at a stop in front of her.
He was hurt. Even though he did tell Kurt he wanted to take things slow he didn't mean that slow. "Wait, why? I thought since we're going to get back together we'd start planning in a few months."
She shook her head, biting her lip as she stared at the ground. "Kurt thinks its best that we wait a while and I agree with him." Finn's eyebrows pulled together in anger. He should have figured Kurt had something to do with this.
"Its not Kurt's decision! You can't let him dictate what we do, he's in his own fucking relationship, let him make decisions for that one, not ours!" Finn yelled, his hands slamming down at his sides in frustration. He was annoyed that Kurt butt in, that Rachel and him got into this fight in the first place, that they we're fighting again. It was hard for him to grasp this was happening, but he couldn't control himself.
"Don't blame Kurt, Finn. He was just trying to help okay? I'm the one that called him and asked him to speak to me. It was my decision in the end, not his."
"No maybe it wasn't solely his, but he fed that idea to you, and you went with it. I can bet that before you spoke to him you thought you would be planning this wedding in a month or two." Finn pointed out, smirking at her like an asshole. He sure as hell felt like one. "Am I wrong?"
Rachel shook her head, tears in her eyes. She didn't want them to fight. This was so dumb. "You aren't wrong, no."
Finn ran his hands through his hair, turning away from her for a moment, trying to collect his thoughts. "You were the one wanting us to be engaged and get married so badly and now you're backing out. That's rich, Rachel, way to go!" He clapped lightly, chuckling out of pure annoyance.
"Why are you being such an asshole?" She yelled, the clapping was the straw that broke the camels back. "I don't understand how you're turning me down after I'm coming back to you and am still willing to get married someday. Maybe it isn't as soon as you want, but you're lucky I'm back." Tears streamed down her cheeks, staring at Finn's back. "I love you, but that isn't enough is it? Dammit Finn, when will something just be enough for you?"
Without another word he began walking away, he didn't know where he was going. He just didn't want more hurtful things said between them though. He was an idiot, yet again, and he knows it.
Kurt peeked at the clock, rubbing his eyes. One in the morning, goody. He got out of bed carefully and made his way into the kitchen to grab water. Something just didn't feel right to him. He leaned against the counter, looking around the dark apartment he began to wander toward Finn's room, carefully pushing the door open.
"Finn?" He asked in a loud whisper, peeking in further, not seeing him anywhere. He never came home.
He shut the door as he backed out, screaming as he bumped into someone. "Baby, its me, calm down!" Blaine yelled in a panic, holding his hands up in defense as Kurt placed down the fist he had up. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you."
Kurt shook his head, taking a deep breath as he leaned against his boyfriend. "Sorry I wasn't in bed. Couldn't sleep." He mumbled, wrapping his arms around Blaine, kissing his cheek. "Finn didn't come back. I think somethings wrong." Kurt murmured as they walked back to the bedroom, the apartment feeling a lot more empty than usual.
"We'll worry about it in the morning. Right now you need rest." Blaine lied down next to Kurt, holding him close as he drifted off to some much needed sleep.
Finn blinked an eye open, glancing around at the unfamiliar room. It reeked of alcohol and sex. "Where am I?" He asked tiredly, sitting up with his eyes half closed. The sun was his worst enemy at the moment due to the hangover from hell.
"Good morning sleepy head!" His head snapped to the sound and there stood Sasha, an ice dancer for their hockey team, wearing nothing but his button up. This was concerning.
The only thing he can recall is going to a party one of his teammates invited him to, drank a lot, and then blank. The blank was sort of filled now. He's assuming he slept with Sasha. "Do you happen to know what went on last night?"
Sasha giggled and took a seat on the bed, nodding politely. She was always a sweet girl, its weird to think she would be the sleeping around type. "Um you were drunk off your ass complaining about a fight you had with your girlfriend, decided to get some revenge I suppose and started hitting on me which landed us here at my place and we slept together. It was great, just as a side note." She explained nonchalantly, like guys who are pissed off at their girlfriends use her to sleep with all the time. Finn didn't do things like this. He didn't know who the hell he was anymore.
After a nice talk about how this will never happen again and some breakfast Finn left Sasha's place to go back to his own and sort out his thoughts. He wasn't going to go partying for a while, that is for damn sure.
He entered the apartment, hoping Kurt and Blaine weren't home. Either way it was a losing situation. He knew Kurt would question him to death, granted Blaine wouldn't, but he would still ask a question in general which Finn didn't want.
"Finn, is that you?" Dammit. It was Kurt.
Rubbing the back of his neck he paused and debated between leaving or running to his room like a guilty child. He decided against neither. Sadly. "Yeah. It's me."
Kurt came out of his room. He didn't look mad or annoyed, just kind of there. "Where were you last night, is everything okay?" He wondered, seeming genuinely worried. "I called you last night when I noticed you weren't home and you never answered, I was kind of nervous. I mean I know you're an adult and all but you're my brother."
"We got into a big fight last night. I went to some party one of the hockey guys invited me to, that's all." Finn explained calmly. Before he could go on and rattle off the lie he prepared about staying with said hockey friend at his place Kurt just about lost his sanity.
"No.. No, no, no. You cheated, didn't you? I sense it. You slept with someone!" He said in a panic, his eyes widening in horror.
Finn bit his lip. What was the point of denying it? Kurt seemed to know anyways. "I um.. Don't know why to say other than I didn't even know till this morning." He mumbled, taking a seat on the arm of the couch, staring down at his hands. "I was drunk and upset." He added, feeling Kurt's disappointed gaze burning into the top of his skull.
Kurt shook his head, not really knowing what to do with himself. His brother cheated on his best friend after they got into another fight within their current fight. He didn't really know if he should classify this as cheating because technically they aren't really together. "I don't know what to say either." He admitted honestly, pulling a chair out from their kitchen table and taking a seat.
"I can't believe you told Rachel to wait." Finn said quietly, dwelling on the fight from last night. It was wrong of him to bring up but there is so many emotions going through him that he didn't know where to begin.
"Were you expecting to plan the wedding next month or something? That's insane Finn you guys haven't spoken in practically a month." Kurt explained gently, knowing that this was still an open wound, there was no need to fight.
Finn shrugged, playing with his hands, trying to keep himself distracted. "She wanted to start planning after we got back together but you planted it in her head to wait."
"Because it was the right thing to do. You guys are clearly not ready to be married. If not talking to one another for a month and getting into a fight after wanting to get back together isn't enough evidence then I don't know what it." Kurt muttered, swinging his foot back and forth, trying to keep calm.
Finn stood up, pulling Kurt's attention away from the floor. "Oh stop acting like you are so smart and perfect Kurt! We all know you want to be the one to say 'I told you so' in the end but you're going to such lengths to do so and its ridiculous!" He yelled, knowing he is yet again being a complete ass. "Stay out of my relationship and worry about your own!"
He turned and grabbed his hockey gear storming out of the apartment, nudging Blaine on the way out, not bothering to say anything to him. He needed to get away from everyone and collect his thoughts. He was blurting out stupid things and starting fights with the people he loves most and it needs to end.
"So I'm guessing we're going to be having the apartment to ourselves for a while?" Blaine wondered aloud, giving Kurt that look as he wiggled his eyebrows.
The two of them laughed softly, smiling at each other. "Don't get any ideas lover boy." Kurt mumbled, walking back to the room with his hips swaying dramatically.
"Too late." Blaine ran after his boyfriend, breaking out into fits of laughter as they collapsed onto the bed, Kurt getting tickled wildly.
"Thanks for rolling me under the bus." Kurt muttered as he took a seat across from Rachel at the coffee shop, Blaine snickering. Rachel glared, making him stop as Kurt gave him the bitch face. He was lucky he tagged along.
"I'm sorry, it slipped!" Rachel pleaded, looking helpless as ever as she rambled on explaining the whole fight in perfect detail to Kurt and Blaine, hoping to get some feedback.
Kurt crossed his arms, sitting back and taking it all in. "You're both stupid."
"And in love with each other." Blaine added, swatting Kurt's arm gently as he leaned forward, giving Rachel a gentle smile. "You'll come back to one another like you have so many other times."
Rachel snorted along with Kurt. "When you put it that way it sounds bad." She mumbled, smiling down at the table, remembering all the times they fought and made up. It was kind of funny now that she looks back on it.
Rachel didn't know why they fought as bad as they had last night. She was being stupid about it and should have just left it alone and gone with the flow, but something stopped her. Finn was her good thing, and no she didn't want to let him go and walk away, but she had a feeling that him walking away last night wasn't for good.
Sorry for the long wait guys! I needed ideas and thankfully my good friend (the one who wanted me to create this story in the first place) gave me some great ideas and I think I have the next 3 chapters as well as an epilouge planned out! Get excited! Yay! I just don't have creative juice for this anymore and I just want to say that I am so sorry but am so grateful that you guys love it and read it! Truly makes me happy! Thank you so much! :)