Chapter 6
This was a fun chapter to write! It was about to be super short, but then inspiration hit, and I brought in someone that you guys will love. You don't know her, new character I made up, but I hope you love her like I do ;) Happy reading!
She sat down at her piano, hands in her lap, and stared at the keys. For a good six or seven minutes. She hadn't played her piano in over two months. She felt like she didn't even know what music even was anymore. She hadn't felt like singing in such a long time, and she knew why.
She hadn't opened her mouth the entire day she was home. She didn't take any phone calls, or go out to eat, or anything. She hadn't been able to speak since the previous night, when she received the call that might have just changed her life.
Some agent guy wanted to represent her. Apparently, she was all over the internet. When she checked…she was. All articles led her to Finn's youtube channel. She didn't know what possessed him to post her on youtube, but she supposed it wasn't as insane as actually becoming internet famous.
Not only that, but she lived in Beverly Hills. Anything can happen in Beverly Hills.
The only problem was that she wasn't a musician. Sure, she could sing and even play the piano, but she couldn't write her own music. She would get stuck doing covers. Which was lame. She could probably hire someone to write songs for her, but that just didn't seem right. If she could play the piano and sing, she could damn well write a little song.
But nothing was coming to her. She had no inspiration. No motivation. Not even the idea that she could become famous in a good way was motivation enough.
Come on, Berry. What are you feeling right now? …the better question might be, what are you not feeling?
Sighing, she used her left hand to play G natural, then switched to E after a bit, then to C, D, then back to G.
She paused.
She could work something simple out, can't she? Those keys sounded good in a song together. Taking her right hand, she brought her fingers to G and D, switched to a simple D, then back to G and D. Then, she used her left hand, and put together the notes. It actually sounded good!
But she needed lyrics. Lyrics usually gave the song a meaning. What was she feeling?
Taking a pen and the notepad from the couch, she started spilling her thoughts. It's easy to fall in love, but it's so hard to break somebody's heart. Wow. It didn't sound half bad. Could she put it together with her music?
She tried it. Then opened her mouth and sang the lyrics, tweaking the melody a couple of times before repeating it over and over again.
It sounded good!
What seemed like a good idea's turned into a battlefield.
That was exactly what she was thinking and feeling. Weird how having to write a song brought those out in the open for her.
Her fingers played a G, then flew to an E, back to G, up to F#, G, up to the higher G, and then back to the lower, then resumed the original melody. She put it all together then, and for the first time in a long time, she smiled. It sounded good, and the lyrics made perfect sense to her.
Maybe she did have a chance in life even though she quit her job. And maybe this time, she would actually be appreciated and respected.
"Wait, wait, wait. Let me get this straight. She's a porn star who got involved with you, and then broke up with you after four months, and now she wants you back." There was a long pause. "Are you fucking insane, Finn Hudson?!"
He winced a bit, then shrugged slightly.
"No! No…doing any of that shoulder gesturing you so love doing when you have nothing good to say. I hope you told her to fuck off. You are so much better than that, Finn! You can win a fucking queen over. You can do way better than a porn star."
Alexandra was quite the spirited young woman. She was barely at the age of twenty, and she was convinced that the world should bow down to her, simply because she thought she was awesome. She was one of those girls who usually dressed according to the way she was feeling that day. She was outspoken, loud, stubborn, and extremely bright.
She was also Finn's little sister, and his complete opposite, right down to the way she looked. She was a blonde, and had decided almost a year ago that she played for both teams, because both men and women were beautiful.
They weren't extremely close, since she traveled a lot, and preferred doing her semesters abroad, but when she came home, she loved to spend her time with her brother. Also loved meddling in his affairs and giving him advice about his personal life.
"She's not…just a porn star. That…doesn't even have anything to do with why I love her"-
"Shut the front door. You love her?" She snapped with her fingers right in his face. "Earth to Finn, earth to Finn. Come in, Finn. She has sex with men and women at work every day. You really think she's having sex, and thinking about you so that she can orgasm?"
Finn's heartbeat quickened. Oh, God, he'd always hoped so. It was a hot thought, too. That she had to think of him to actually…No, he couldn't do this right now. "Alex…I know it doesn't make any sense to you, but it does to me. She's not…who everyone thinks she is. She's so much more. She deserves to have so much, and yet sees herself as…nothing. And she's not nothing."
Alex was staring at him like he'd completely lost his mind. "She's a porn star. That's…degrading, Finn. That's something she chose to do."
"I know she did. Because she didn't think she could do better. But she can. She's really talented"-
"Yeah, I don't think having a nice body and being good at sex is a talent, Finn."
"Alexandra, stop that right now. Rachel's an amazing person. She's kind, and she's so wonderful, and warm, and…she thinks of others all the time, and she's gotten me to be less quiet and shy. I didn't ask her to. She said it was the least she could do for me. I…tutored her when she was a high school junior, and I was in college. She…had a crush on me in high school. She's…she's really amazing, Alex."
"If she was so amazing, then why did she dump your ass, Finn?"
"Because…" his voice trailed off. He knew why, and it made him sad. "Because she never loved herself to way that I love her."
"Love?"
"Loved," he immediately corrected.
She narrowed her eyes at him. "Oh, don't even try, Finn. I know you still love her. You look sad…talking about her." Alex sighed. "What's her name? Rachel what?"
"Berry. Rachel Berry."
"Can…I see?"
Finn nodded, and pulled out his phone. He got to his pictures, then showed Alex one of him and Rachel. Alex grabbed the phone and gasped loudly.
"You were dating Roxy Starr?! Holy mother of fucking, Finn! You are so fucking lucky!"
Finn blushed a bit when he felt the eyes of everyone at the restaurant on them. Didn't help that any derivatives of the "f" word was Alex's favorite noun, verb, and adjective. "I'd offer a microphone, but I think you got it covered without one."
"I'm sorry, but…Roxy fucking Starr. It's…Roxy Starr. Fuck, Finn!" She went through the photos. "Oh, dear God, she's so fucking hot. What I would give to fall into bed with her. Is she really as amazing in real life as they say she is in her films?"
"Alex!" he hissed. "Even if I knew how she was in her films, I wouldn't tell you."
Alex blinked. "You never…saw…Oh, dear goodness, you are so innocent, it hurts. Just watching her would make you explode. Like fifty times. She's amazing."
"I…I…" Finn needed to take deep breaths to forget just for a moment what sex felt like with her. The way she knew exactly what he needed, every single time. How her hands could make him fall apart in less than a minute. He felt his cock twitch in his pants. Fuck, Finn. No, stop. "I don't want to watch her films. She's an actual person. She's not…she's not what she is in her films. She's a real person with…a real heart."
"And a fucking real body, too." Sighing, Alex slowly handed Finn back his phone. "Why couldn't I have seen her first?"
"Okay, it's really weird being into the same girl as my sister. Stop that. Right now."
"Can't help it. She's so sexy. Why didn't you even introduce her to me? Or mention her to me? I would have died to meet her. What kind of a brother are you?"
"Alexandra Hudson."
"That is my name."
"Quit it. I'm serious. Her name's Rachel Berry. And she's a normal person. And I love her." And he really was serious. He didn't know what to do anymore. And he didn't need his sister talking about how hot Rachel was as her alter ego in her films. Didn't help the least bit.
Alex sighed loudly. "Okay, okay. What do you want me to do?"
"Help me out here. We talked for the first time yesterday. Only over text, though. I told her to get her shit together. She apologized and said I didn't understand. And…when she had something worth saying, to get back to me. Was I…harsh? I feel like I was a little mean."
Alex immediately shook her head. "Fuck, no. Not harsh. She's a girl. Girls need to be treated like that sometimes to get themselves together. Nothing you say can get her to think for herself, and what she needs is time to think."
"It's been two months. I'd like to think she thought a whole lot until now."
"Not if she texted you. She's not over you, clearly. And if she was the one who broke up with you, it means she's got the issues, and she knows it. She needs to get past them, and then finally see who you were to her. It'll take time."
"How much time do girls take?"
She paused. "…I'd rather not answer that question."
Finn groaned. "It's going to be a while, isn't it." He already knew the answer.
"Let's just say…that when she's finished with her meditation period, she's going to start picking herself up and realizing why you said what you said to her."
Sometimes, Alex was a headache. But other times, she gave great advice. It helped that she was a girl, and gave him girl insight that he didn't know. Girls were complicated. Finn needed them explained every once in a while.
"Thanks, Alex."
"Anytime, Finn," she said, offering him a smile. "So tell me, what else is new? Other than your sex goddess ex girlfriend, of course." She took a sip from her tea.
"I…got called for a video I posted on youtube. Apparently, my camerawork was amazing, and…I have a publicity manager."
Alex spit out her mouthful of tea all over the floor, again receiving looks from everyone around them. "Holy fuck, Finn, and you only fucking tell me now?! Were you dropped on your head recently?! What the fuck is wrong with you?!"
Oh, he'd definitely missed his sister.
Alex is actually AU Finn's sister on the Glee role-play I'm on. Naturally, I play Finn ;) Also?
Disclaimer: "Battlefield" by Lea Michele. Do not own it. I just am madly in love with the song, hence why it's the title of this fanfic.