I got my wits together and rang the doorbell.
"Rachel?" It was his mom who answered the door, I should have expected that.
"Is Finn home, Carole? I need to speak with him if that isn't too much to ask." I reply firmly whilst giving her a small smile, I hadn't realised how much I would miss everyone who lives here in Lima, including Finn's mom.
"He's in his room, Honey. Go right up." She smiles back at me, almost looking excited; maybe Finn had been missing me whilst I had been away? There was only one way to find out. Giving Carole one last grateful look, I quietly thanked her and made my way through the entrance and straight upstairs to Finn's room.
Halfway there and I was losing my nerve, could I go through with this? To try and lift my spirits up, I sang to myself a song I had heard daddy listening to repeatedly over the last couple of weeks:
I'm coming, I'm coming
I'm coming, I'm coming
I'm coming, I'm coming
I'm coming, I'm coming
Boy there's so many things to give
I've been aware of your charms for so long
And there's nothing that you can do
To stop me from coming around
I'm coming, I'm coming
I'm coming, I'm coming
I'm coming home, I'm coming home to your house
I'm coming home, I'm coming home to your house
I'll be your queen upon a throne in your house
I'm coming home, I'm coming home to your house
Renaissance (I'm Coming Home) by M People
It really helped me get a grip on myself, knowing what I had to do which was return to him, and so I was more than ready to go into his room and confront him now. I finally reached his door, a place I have stood many times before, but never felt so grave doing it before now. I steel myself up one last time and quickly before registering it properly, knocked on his door sharply, three raps. My common knock for him.
He must have recognised the knock, because soon after I heard a flurry of action from behind the door: books dropping, things being shoved and Finn muttering reached my ears, muffled by the door. I waited in anticipation, hoping he would be happy to see me.
He thrust open his door unexpectedly, giving me a fright. I haven't seen him in what felt like forever, but in fact was only a week. He hadn't changed, not really. Still the same Finn: with short dark hair, gangly legs and a large build that towers over me. There were some slight changes though, noticeable to me. For one, he had a frown on his beautiful face which marked his handsome features; it almost felt like this look had been a constant for him for the past while. His hair and clothes were very ruffled, he knew I didn't like that and had scruffed up for me during our relationship, something had made him revert back to this bad habit.
Whilst I took my time analysing every single detail of him, what I had missed so dearly, he just stood there in front of me with an intense look in his eyes. When he saw I had finished my scrutiny, he spoke up.
"What the hell are you doing here?" He demanded at me, pure fury in his voice. I couldn't believe it. He didn't want me? I thought he would be so happy to see me and we would get back together straight away.
"You're not happy to see me?" I questioned in a small voice, I just couldn't take it if he really was disgusted at me for being here and not letting him go. This is what the problem is, isn't it? He wanted to be free of me, not having to deal with me anymore yet I turn up here at his door. I can't imagine how angry he is at me.
"You shouldn't be here. You should be in New York." He states, crisply. I almost flinch away from his tone, it hits me hard just how unhappy he is at what I have done. I open my mouth to reply, but he beats me to it.
"You should be living out your dream, in the best possible place. You weren't supposed to come back!" He yells at me, it broke my heart. Finn had never yelled at me before, even in our worst times, it just didn't happen this badly. I had to set him straight, make him listen to me.
"How can I live my dream without you, if part of my dream is to be with you?" I raise my voice too; he had to know how serious I was about this. I tried to make him understand how much this all means to me, but he had a hard time listening to it.
"I can't be with you; you can't have both me and Broadway because I clearly am not good enough for New York. I'm fine with that, but you are Rach, everything is waiting for you there and everyone there knows it! I can't hold you back from that." He tells me firmly, I wasn't happy with him. How dare he just decide all this without discussing with me? We had to communicate with each other.
"Broadway isn't my biggest dream anymore: that is to be with you! You are the one that is annihilating my dreams at the moment!" I glare at him, hoping he gets the message. But unfortunately, he clearly doesn't.
"Rachel, I'm going to the army. In just two weeks, I won't be here anymore; I'll be fulfilling one of my dreams, to honour my dad. We still won't be together, even if you made the stupid decision to leave New York behind you." He harshly tells me, it brought tears to my eyes, I just couldn't believe he would go through with that horrific plan. Carole must be beside herself about this whole situation.
"How could you do that to all the people who love you, including me? How could you leave and see our terrified faces behind you, stuck whilst you go off to get yourself killed!" I almost screamed at him, I just couldn't take the way he was practically throwing away his life to try and make himself feel better about his father's legacy.
"Just leave, Rachel. Go back to New York, where you belong and live out your life becoming a big star on Broadway." He turned his back to me, clearly trying to end the conversation. I didn't want that.
"Finn I-"
"Just go!" He yelled at me, it had hurt me deeply. I slowly walked backwards, knowing the doorway was behind me. As soon as I had crossed the door jam, Finn had strode forward and slammed his door in my face.
Tears were streaming down my face, I couldn't believe the way he had treated me; he hated me. I let out a sob that I just couldn't hold in any longer and suddenly I was pulled into a very familiar embrace.
AN: Another chapter done! I was so surprised by how much everyone was positive about this story, the feedback was amazing. Thank you to all the people who added this story to their favs lists and story alerts. Most importantly, thank you very very very much to everyone who reviewed the first chapter, I was happy to hear from all of you.
Some of you told me what you thought yourselves of the finale episode and most felt the same as me, pretty heartbroken over the final Finchel scenes, but I was very interested to hear what you others thought, it gave me a new perspective, thank you.
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