Chapter twenty-four

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September 12 Thursday (lunch time)
Rachel POV
I was walking toward the bleachers with my cigarette in my hand when someone pulls me in a classroom and I see them. Finn and Sarah swan, the women who I gave my baby too. Im so confused does this mean Chris is here?
"What are you doing here? And why did you drag me here Finn"-r
"Just here what she has to say rach"-f
"I came here to see you"-SS
"Is he here with you?"-r
"Yes, we moved here for my job"-SS
"Will I get to see him?"-r
"What's going on with you Rachel?"-SS
"You shouldn't have come here with HIM! I was doing fine!!"-r
"Rachel just here her out" Finn says gently but that just adds fuel to the fire and I put my finger behind me in a gesture to shut him up.
"NO, he's my son, not yours! So you can pretend all you want but he is MY baby" I scream and storm out. Then I hear footsteps walk behind me and drag me to another classroom.
"WHAT FINN?" -r
"What's your problem rach.."

"My name is Rachel, you don't get to call me that anymore and my problem is that she shows up here all fancy rubbing my child in my face knowing I can't have him!"-r

"Fine, but don't you think your overreacting? She came here hoping for us to be in our child's life and I told you she was here so you can clean up and go see him!"-f

Rachel was on the verge of crying but refused to let him see her cry again so all she could get out was

"Have you seen him? Do you have any pictures?"-r

"Yes and he's perfect. He looks just like you"-Finn replied and pulled out his phone to show a picture of him holding his son.

Rachel took a huge breath in to keep from crying. She wants to see her baby, so badly. she closed her eyes and let a tear slip.

"Can you go now?" Rachel said with a tear falling out

"No rach...el I need to know your willing to get better for our son"-f

She nodded and said "I'll try but I'm such a mess" That's when she just started balling
Finn walked closer and held her in his embrace for both of them it just felt so right to be holding each other. They missed each other but both were to proud to admit it.

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