Captured (A Finchel Story)

Chapter 1

This story is going to be constantly written in Rachels POV, so i wont write all the time that its her POV:)
If you didnt read the description of the story its called; 'Captured' and its about Rachel Berry who falls in love with a prisoner (hes like 19 years old) aka Finn Hudson and it seems as he does as well.
But there are a lot of secrets and most of them arent good.

I´m actually pretty excited to write this story because its going to be different than to my other fanfic (Chocolate Muse - A Finchel Love Story: read if you didnt yet hehe), but i´ll try as always my best!
I hope you´ll enjoy it.
Xx

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Its a rainy day in April, and it isnt the only day that is that rainy. It constantly rained through the last 5 days, including thunderstorms.
But thats Lima, its always like that in early spring, you get used to it after a while.
I stare outside the window and roll my eyes. Maybe i got used to it, but i definitely dont like it.
I´m more like the sun person. Beach and the sea, yeah thats definitely what im rooting for, not Rain and Wind.
Thats why i cant wait to get out of here, out of this hell, but i still have to wait one more year.
Its worth waiting for, because then you can go where ever you want, but its still one more year left.
That also means one more year in the McKinley and my mood goes down faster.
Its not that i dont like the people in there, i have friends, i just hate school, the pressure the most.
As if we students dont have another life next to school.
I look at my school bag, sigh and take it, only a few more weeks till easter break.
actually i dont really care about easter and all this, whats it about with hiding presents and you have to search them? That doesnt make any sense to me, but maybe to some other people.
Before i walk out of my door, i look at the mirror and check my outfit as i always do.
Fashion isnt exactly my thing, i prefer T-Shirts and Jeans, its so much more comfortable than any skinny jeans or skirts.
But its like the thing with easter; it doesnt matter what i think.

With the bag in my hand i walk out and close the door, like always.
Downstairs my two dads, yeah i have gay dads, are waiting for me. Its one of those typical days where my dads have to be way too overprotective of me and everything. They drive me to school and wait there then till i come out, but most of the times i drive with Kitty, my best friend.
My dads get mad then most of the time, but i dont eventually care.

"Rachel honey, lets go.", Leroy, one of my dads, says.
"Cant i eat breakfast before we go?", i ask annoyed and watch my dads looking at me worried.
"You never eat breakfast Rachel." Hiram, my second dad, says, being truly shocked.
"Fine then not.", i just say, grab my jacket that lays over a chair and put it on.

I turn around to both who look extremely confused and yeah basicallly shocked about that i wanted to eat something in the morning.
Its one of the most annoying things about them. If their habits get destroyed its like their worldview gets destroyed as well and then a long discussion follows, if this habit will be destroyed for forever.
Forever is a really long time though.

While they are looking at me i think about that i really should start taking the bus from now on, because this is way too much drama.
I need to get the hell out of here, the best would be now.
"Can we go?" I ask and Leroy and Hiram shrug their shoulders.
"I thought you wanted to eat.", Hiram criticizes me.
"I made up my mind and decided not to. So how about we go now, or i´ll take the bus where many many awful people could hijack and kill me."
It works and both take their jackets and run outside the house, i follow them more slowly.

While the car drive i look outside the window and count the raindrops. It may seem weird to everyone, because counting raindrops is impossible, but it helps me to calm down.
Everyone has their weird rituals to calm down, right? Its like counting sheeps before going to sleep.
No one is on the streets this morning, maybe its because the rain, because normally there are many people on the streets at this time. Most of them take the bus to go to work or to school, but i already thought about this.