Captured (A Finchel Story)

Chapter 12

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The guide leads me into a dark room. A few lights are on the ceiling but thats it.
In the middle of the room is a long glass window which seperates the room in two parts.
The one part is for the visitors and the other one for the prisoners.
Some women or men are sitting on my side of the room holding a receiver in their hands.
Is that how you talk to them?
The guide closes the door behind us and i feel how my legs are starting to shiver more and more by every step the guide and me are taking.
The guide is tall, like really tall i cant even tell how his face looks like, so tall is he.
He once said his name before but i cant remember, i was focusing too much on not running out of this damn prison.
He leads me to the end of the room, and as i walk past the other visitors i can see the faces of the prisoners on the other side.
Most of them look awful. Pale and old. The prison really seemed to get to them. How do family members find the strength to visit their old friend, son, husband or brother in a prison knowing that he must did something terrible to get in here?
Well ... i could ask myself the same question. The worst is; i have no idea who this guy is.
Next to every visitor is a guard who seems to control the conversation between the two people.
Suddendly the guard of mine stops and points at a chair on the left side of me.
I turn around and see the glass window and the receiver on  a little table infront of the chair.
On the other side is no one which kind of calms me down for now, but im sure it wont stay this long.
"Sit down.", the guide says with a deep voice and i do as he command.
Even though i would love to run away from here.
"You have 20 minutes. When the time is over i'll break the conversation, no matter how emotional or intense your talk with the prisoner is. You got that?", the guide says.
 I nod. He probably sees that i am scared as hell because his face turns a little bit softer and he says a little bit more friendly: "Don't worry nothing is going to happen."
I nod again and stare at the glass window. After this im definitely not coming back here, this place is way too scary, i cant imagine staying here for the next 10 years, or more.
20 minutes is a really long time, just because i have no idea what i am going to talk with Finn about.
Probably just that he needs to stop stalking me. And i want to know why he knew that i was coming back to the prison.
I close my eyes for a few seconds. I wont stay here long, i'll tell him to stop and thats it.
Because then i am going home and leave this guy behind me, hoping that he'll also ignore me.

I open my eyes again and see him. He sits infront of me, a little smirk on his face and damn he looks  good as hell. My legs shiver more and my heart races like it never did before.
What am i even doing here? This is wrong, i need to go, now.
But well, i grab the receiver and as i do that, Finn does as well. Okay this is awkward, mostly because of the guard next to me who seems to look over my head but he's going to hear everything i say and this bothers me because i dont want him to know what was going on the past days.

"I knew you would come.", Finn says and takes me back to reality. I am here, i made my own decision by coming here, Rachel Berry, the grown woman who grew up and can decide by herself now.
I take a deep breath.
"How did you know?", i say into the receiver. Finn raises his eyebrowns.
"Contacts.", it sounds more like a question than an answer.
Contacts. So he was really stalking me. Why? Why did he?
"So tell your contacts to leave me alone.", i say angry.
He smiles a half smile and i feel how my heart races faster at it. Oh no keep your feelings to yourself Berry.

"You really think i will do that?", he whispers into the receiver and my mouth gets dry.
For a moment i stare through the glass right into his face.
I was stupid to come here because i knew what would happen but i didnt want to realize it.
I barely know this guy but he has control over me.
"No. No you won't.", i whisper back and lay the revceiver on the little table. How long is this conversation supposed to last? 20 minutes?
Gosh 20 minutes too long.
Goddamn what was i even thinking by coming here? What did i expect? That this boy would leave me alone because i come here and tell it him personally? No. Because that was what he exactly wanted, he wanted that i come and talk to him, he planned it.
But why? What made me so special that he wanted me to see me again?
Am i even special? I look away from the glass. Maybe i am. Maybe i really am. Why would he want to meet me? Im just some girl, why didnt he stalk Kitty? But that wasnt what i wanted my big love to be like; a 19 years old prisoner who seems to like being a stalker.
I grab the receiver again.
Finn raises his eyebrowns as he sees my move.

I take a deep breath.
"Listen, Finn. I have no idea who you are. You have no idea who i am. This is weird and it feels uncomfortable to call you Finn because i actually dont know this Finn. Please leave me alone, im just some girl and we both know us barely and i dont know if i want to change this.
Whatever your aim of this was, you missed it because im not playing with you.", now my voice shivers and i try to keep eye contact to him.
He faces me and then his eyes turn black. He's not longer looking at me, he's staring at some point in the emptiness. What is he thinking about?
After seconds of silence he grabs the receiver again, facing me.
"Then go.", is the only thing he says. His face looks sad, hurt, and i have no idea how i did that.
Was i the one who hurt him by saying the truth? Maybe i really meant something to him and the stalking thing was the only way to show me that he wants to see me. He kinda made that clear also in his messages.
Stand up and run away. That was the thing i wanted to do before this conversation but now i want to stay and talk to him. That is just kinda the opposite i told him.
"I didnt mean to hurt you.", i whisper.
"You didnt hurt me. No one can hurt me. Okay?", now hes the creep again.
"Are you kidding?", i yell. "Everyone gets hurt at some point. Even the strongest ones. But they arent brave enough to show their weakness." Finn looks at me. His face turned a little bit brighter and doesnt look so sad anymore.
He opens the mouth to say something but the guide behind me takes the receiver out of my hand.
"20 minutes are over.", he says roughly. Really? So soon?
"Um...", i turn to Finn who also looks at me. He mouths something which i can just interpretate in
Come back.
My heart stops as i look into his eyes and i nod while the guide pushes me out of the room.


The first real meeting with Finn Hudson was strange and good at the same time.
I still have no idea who he is and that is the only thing i found out there. But i also know, and i decided that for myself;

I am going to come back.
And so did i.