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Chapter 5 –
Rachel POV
"NO" Rachel screamed edging herself closer to the mirror. Her hands glided over the large, very noticeable bruise on the left side of her neck. She felt sick, all the memories rushed back. Not like they had left. She'd spent the whole of Sunday trying to concentrate on other things but nothing had worked. She hadn't even felt up to doing the essay that she'd been assigned in Literature and she always does her homework. She grabbed a tube of toothpaste on the sink and squirted what seemed like the whole lot onto her hand bringing it up to her neck and rubbing it all over the bruise. She'd heard online that this would work but it didn't. She still felt ill and to her, it was still just as noticeable. She felt dirty with the toothpaste all other her so she washed it off, drying her neck off with a towel. She looked at herself again before sitting down on the side of the bath and continuing to sob.
Rachel kissed her dad's and got out of the car, waving them off. Then she was alone. She pulled up her turtleneck sweater. She'd managed to make it outside the house without her dad's noticing. She couldn't walk about all day holding it above the noticeable bruise but she'd just have to do the best she could until it went away. She started to walk towards the entrance, zipping the jacket up as far as it could go whilst holding up the neckline of the sweater and her bag at the same time. It wasn't easy, and to make matters worse, she was wearing trousers. Yes, trousers. She hadn't felt like herself so her skirt's were out the window.
As she approached the entrance, she got lots of glances. Millions of things flew through her head. Had he told? Could they see her bruise? No… it was her trousers that were the big scene. She walked past the shocked faces, noticing Jacob in the staring bunch. Casually she walked to her locker, putting her bag inside, she heard giggles from behind her. She turned to see a few of the cheerleading squad pointing and mocking her grey bland trousers. She didn't understand, they were just trousers but to other people they were a sign of death. She sighed, grabbing her science book and slamming the locker door shut. This wasn't going to be easy. As she walked to class, she didn't realize the stare of one particular person's stare…
Finn's POV
The weekend couldn't have gone longer. He'd been drunk, lied to, humiliated and on top of all that- he'd hurt a girl who was almost impossible to hurt.
It'd taken him longer than usual to get ready this morning, he'd skipped breakfast. He'd had too many thoughts in his head and eating wasn't one of them but now he was starting to regret it. His stomach growled and he made shush noises whilst walking up the stairs. His plan was to go to the vending machine and buy himself a cereal bar, something that would keep him going until break or lunchtime. When he'd gotten to the vending machine, he was out of luck. Everything was gone, the machine was empty. He looked at the group of kid's around it, eating happily. They'd all managed to get here before him. Seeing people eating made his stomach growl louder. He wondered if he'd have enough time to run across the road and buy a roll in the deli.
As he walked downstairs, he heard a conversation between some of the cheerleaders, he'd never really payed attention to anything they said but the name they said caused him to hault.
"Berry, yeah! Trousers can you believe it"
Berry, as in Rachel Berry? Finn thought. No, it couldn't be he told himself, they'd said trousers, no way. He continued down the corridor, it seemed like everywhere he walked he could hear the laughter from everyone. He decided that going to buy a roll was the best bet he had to shutting his stomach up and the fact that everybody was laughing was really irritating him. As he made the way to the entrance, something caught his eye.
No, it couldn't be he told himself and stared, turning his head and glancing harder at the petite brunette at Rachel's locker. She couldn't be Rachel, this girl had on a pair of grey baggy work-looking trousers, a mustard yellow colored turtleneck and a black coat. The curls in this girl's hair could barely be seen as they were tucked into the back of the sweater. He paused, arching his eyes to see the face of the girl and stopped dead in his tracks.
Rachel. Rachel Berry. Trousers. It was too much to take in. He felt his heart stop, had he done this to her? No, he couldn't have, he thought. He had so many thoughts in his head and then he realized she was coming this way. What do I do? What do I say? He tried going over the words in his head.. I'm sorry being the main one but then, she just walked right by him. Her head was down, her turtleneck pulled right up and she didn't even look at him. She didn't notice him, did she? At that thought, the bell rang and his stomach growled louder. You'll have to wait, he sighed and walked his way to 1st period.
Rachel POV
Rachel's first class was Spanish. Finn was also in this class, it wasn't going to be pleasant. She walked in and luckily he wasn't in yet. She wandered her way to the back desk, she wanted to be as less noticed as possible. She took her books out and began to read over the notes she had taken last lesson but that didn't stop her from noticing him when he walked into the class. She looked up and he did the same. They stared into each other's eyes and Rachel was the first to look away, she wasn't going to show him weakness. NO TEARS, she sternly told herself. She wanted to shed a million but that would never help her situation. She looked up again and noticed he had sat down, way up the front. He turned to her once again and she looked at him once again. This time, she couldn't help but notice his face. She couldn't be sure of the expression. She felt like the whole class was watching them and snapped out of their trance when the teacher asked her to take her coat off. She did as she was told, without looking at him again.
1st period ended quick and it was time for glee rehearsal. She made her way to glee, passing the crowded corridor and was nearing the doorway when a tall figure stood in front of her. She didn't need to look up, she knew who it was.
"What do you want?" she asked staring at the floor, she could feel her eyes filling with tears but she would not let him see. She wasn't going to be the weak one.
"I want to talk, to explain, your wearing trousers and I…" he began but was quickly interrupted as her head immediately went upright to meet his glance.
"EXPLAIN" she hissed, "You've got nothing to say and that's alright because I know you find this funny underneath so go on Finn, have your laughs but YOU WON'T BE LAUGHING SOON!" she hissed, making sure she didn't shout. She didn't want any more attention than what she was getting.
"And yes, I'm wearing trousers"
With those words, she stormed off leaving Finn standing behind her clutching his bag.
"Bad move Hudson" he muttered and turned to walk into glee club.
Finn's POV
When Finn entered the class, nearly almost all the chairs were full. Rachel was sitting near the back. He sighed and grabbed a chair putting it at the other side of the room. He got how this must feel but she wasn't even letting him apologize but he definitely deserved it.
His thoughts were cut off as Mr. Schuh began to speak.
"So today is your solos! I thought you'd each get a chance to perform a song that has a meaning to it, words that can't be expressed"
Perfect. Finn's thoughts were mixed. This was a good way of saying what he needed to do but what if she interrupted? Made a big scene? He didn't want his reputation ruined but her's had already been. She was wearing trousers for god sake! I have to do this; he thought and raised his hand.
"Mr Schuh can I go first" he asked
"Eh…sure Finn" he smiled and began to make his way to a seat.
Finn stood up and looked directly at Rachel, making sure she knew that this song was his feelings on the whole situation. He whispered to the band and they began to play. The whole class fell silent.
Will you listen to my story?
It'll just be a minute
How can I explain
Whatever happened here,
Never meant to hurt you
How can I cause you so much pain?
He glanced at Rachel during this line to see she was staring at him with no expression on her face. At least, she was listening he thought and continued.
When I say I'm sorry
Will you believe me?
Listen to my story,
Say you won't leave me
When I say I'm sorry
Can you forgive me?
When I say I'll always be there
Will you believe, Will you believe me?
His eye's pleaded with her's. He felt like an idiot up here but he knew what he'd done was the worst thing ever.
All the words that I come up with
They're like gasoline on flames
There's no excuse, no explanation
Believe me, if I could undo what I did wrong
I'd give away all that I own
When I say I'm sorry will you believe me?
Listen to my story, say you won't leave me
When I say I'm sorry, can you forgive me?
When I say I'll always be there, will you believe?
If I told you I've been cleansing my soul,
And I promise you I'll regain control,
Will you open your door, and let me in?
Take me for who I am, and not who I've been
Take me for who I am, and not who I've been
He repeated the word's over. He could tell by her face that she was listening. Did he believe her?
When I say I'm sorry, Will you believe me?
Listen to my story, say you won't leave me
When I say I'm sorry, can you forgive me,
When I say I'll always be there, will you believe?
When I say I'm sorry,
When I say I'm sorry,
When I say I'm sorry, can you forgive me?
"Sorry", he muttered. The class applauded and Mr. Schuh smiled.
"I hope whoever you're pleading out to forgives you Finn" he smiled, patting him on the back.
"Me too" he looked over to Rachel who was sitting down, no applause came from her.
Finn sat down, still glancing at her.
"Who's next?" Mr. Schuh began but immediately Rachel's hand shot up.
"Yes Rachel, you may go"
There was no arguing with Rachel. When she wanted to sing, she got to sing. She walked forward, and he could hear Quinn and the other girl's behind him laughing at her, her clothes obviously. She looked funny but he'd never admit that. She was in trousers because of him, and even he was afraid to admit it, but he liked her skirts. They made who she was. He was snapped out of it when the music began. A song he recognized, uh-oh. She looked at him with hate in her eyes and began to sing.
I will not make the same mistakes that you did
I will not let myself cause my heart so much misery
I will not break, the way you did you fell so hard
I've learned the HARD way
She was emphasizing on the words that had meaning. This wasn't good. She wasn't happy. Obviously, his song hadn't worked. It had just made her more mad. Why? I don't get it?
To never let it get that far,
Because of YOU, I've never stray too far from the sidewalk
Because of YOU, I like to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt
Because of YOU, I find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around me
Because of YOU, I am afraid
I LOSE MY WAY
AND IT'S NOT TOO LONG BEFORE YOU POINT IT OUT
I CANNOT CRY
BECAUSE I KNOW THAT'S WEAKNESS IN YOUR EYES
Finn shook nervously. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. She was still blaming him? He'd tryed every way to apoligise. Every way and it wasn't working.
I'M FORCED TO…
Finn stood up, interrupting. Everybody looked at him.
"Sorry, I need to go" he went to walk out. He realized he'd forgotten his backpack and sprinted back. He then left the room, in which he felt like every person in the room were forcing looks like daggers into his back.
As he left the room, heading towards the front of the school, he noticed Puck. Puck. His teeth clenched. This was him, his fault. He'd made this bet.
"Hey Buddy, I was just ditching class and…" Finn grabbed and launched him into a locker.
"WOW, WOW, WHAT'S GOING ON?" Puck shouted.
"YOU, YOUR STUPID BET!" Finn screamed.
"You can forget the bet if you want to dude" Puck held his hands up.
"Who said I wanted to do that?" He glanced at Puck making him smile. Intresting.
"What say we raise the stakes? I'm really looking to do some serious damage here mate" Finn grinned.
"You're on" Puck returned the smile, as Finn released him.
They both walked out the school door and threw the gates.
"So what did you have in mind?" Finn glanced up at his friend. He knew that Puck had a brain of knowledge when it came to these things.
"How about dating?" Puck looked at Finn's blank expression and laughed.
"Not really dating sucker, I mean pretend dating. Everybody know's that Berry is a sucker for romance! I found a smut novel in her locker last year" he glanced at Finn's expression.
Finn thought about this for a moment. That was an idea, but Rachel Berry would never let him date her. She was too hurt by him.
"Nice try dude but Berry hates me, she'd never agree to date me" Finn said. He didn't want to confese the real reason.
"Oh Contrer, my friend" Puck's arm went around Finn, "I have a plan"
Songs – "Sorry" by Chris Daughtry
"Because of you" by Kelly Clarkson
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