Here's the next chapter! It's short. I've been stressed I'm sorry.


We arrive in New York just in time for me to get ready for tomorrow. I run some lines before I go to bed. I can do this without crying. I cried myself to sleep.

"It's a party for me! Honest!"

"Oh... okay!"

"You meant it!?" I take a moment to actually look at his face.

"Of course."

It's Finn.

I can't help it, the tears just come rushing out. It's a dry run, so none of the directors are there.

"Rachel! What's wrong?"

"I-it's F-Finn." Nobody hears because my answer was barely audible. His face fades away.

"What's wrong?"

"M-my boyfriend's... d-dead." I love him. I would have called him my husband but I don't have a ring. The ring! I still have our engagement ring. I couldn't do anything with it, so I kept it in a drawer.

"Oh... Rachel, I'm sorry but you are going to have to SUCK IT UP. Other directors are going to be here within the hour and you need to get it right. There is also going to be some magazine reporters to write an article about the new 'Fanny'."

That just adds a whole new level of pressure. I can't help but think of Finn while doing this. He would help me everyday to prepare if this ever happened. "I need a moment." Mr. Campion nodded.

"Everybody take five."

I text Kurt:

Come quick. I don't think I can do this without you.

He replied:

I'll be there.

"It's a party for me! Honest!"

"Oh... Okay!"

"You meant it!?" I made the mistake of looking at his face again.

"Of cou-"

"Ahhhh! Ahhh!"

Kurt came by my side. "It's Finn! It's Finn!" I yell pointing towards...

"Shh! Rachel, sweetie, he's not here. He's gone."

"He's there!"

People are crowding me, asking questions I can't here. Kurt tries to shoo them away. Mr. Campion tells them the story. "Her boyfriend died and she experiencing some post-traumatic illusions. It happens to the best of us."

"No, don't tell them." No one hears except Kurt. I know that they will make it seem like I'm crazy. Maybe I am.


Wow. I have tests this week so I'm not going to post as often. That is what happens when you're in high school and try to post three different stories at a time. And you have ideas for other stories. I posted that should be good enough. Hope you enjoy it!