Chapter 22

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Rachel pov

Me and San sit up all Night drinking our sorrows away. Talking about a load of shit that we would never talk about in our sober lives.

We were talking when the doorbell goes. Me and San look at each other, it was 11pm at night.

I decide to answer it because San wasn't moving

I walk really slowly to the door incase it's a murderer. I see a tall silhouette behind the glass of the door but I'm drunk so I can't see properly

I open the door to see finn

I stare at him bitterly, all of my sober ness coming back to me as he stood there.

"What the hell do you want?" I ask angrily

"Listen, I know the whole relationship thing won't work out but can we at least be friends?" He asks pleadingly

"You disgust me, you do have a nerve to come here" I say

"I'm sorry ok? It was just too risky Rach. It was for your own safety." He says looking at me

"What? You cheated on me twice! And your asking if we could still be friends?" I laughed

"For one. She made a move on me. Two. We didn't have sex. Three. You were all at it today" he says looking me in the eye

"I heard you have sex Finn" I whisper

"No, you heard what you wanted to hear" he confirms

"So What was the noises?" I ask crossing my arms

"She's doing a play thing in history and she was rein acting a World War Two scene where she got shot" he says

"Wait do you weren't cheating?" I ask

"Of course not! Not after the last time" he smiles making me feel guilty for accusing him of something he didn't do but I still hated the girl

"That bitch likes you finn, it's hard for me to say this because we aren't a thing anymore but if you like her go for her" I barely choke out

"I'm not a man whore rach. I can't get over you that easy, you were my one and only....." he trails thinking back to the first day the two met. There was an instant connection between them both and look where it's got them

"Then why break up?" I ask knowing the answer. I get that he's trying to look out for me but nobody would find out.

"As I've said... for your safety. I love you rach I really do but I'm a teacher and Your my student, it's my fault for pulling your strings into thinking this could work out when I'm sure we both know it wouldn't" he says softly holding my arms

"Please don't leave me finn" I beg with tears forming in the edges of my eyes

"I can't rach, I kills me to say it but you can find somebody your own age and have a happy and healthy relationship with him. One that you don't need to hide because of the comments you would receive" he smiles with tears staining his perfect cheeks

"I understand, I'm so sorry" I apologise

"For?" He asks puzzled

"For accusing you" I say guiltily

"It's fine, so friends?" He holds out his hand for me to shake on agreement

"Friends" I choke out through the tears

He wipes my new tears away with his hand and gives me a quick hug before leaving. I stand at the door in tears.

Wow that's really it.....

I feel bad for accusing him with no proof to my name. At least we are friends... it's going to be mega awkward in history now. Especially if I need a question to be answered and he comes up to me.

I gotta admit, he smells amazing. That aftershave makes him even more sexy and charming. And his body! Well at least I can tell my future kids that I dated a model like man. Well if I have kids.

Everything never works out for Rachel berry, as if my life wasn't shit enough. All the shit of the day is just piling onto a huge plate now

I walk back in to find Santana asleep, sprawled across the sofa. I laugh. Wow I'm completely sober now, it must have been the air

Or Finn

I go the cabinet where the blankets are kept, I know sans house inside out.

I get one and place it over her petite sprawled body and make sure she's ok before turning off the light and going upstairs to the guest bedroom

Santana always says I can sleep in her bed I never do it's like I feel That it's wrong or disrespectful of some sort.

I'm don't know ok?

I walk into the room and go straight into the bed, covering myself up. I drift my drunk/sober ass to sleep

I'm going to pay for it in the morning but fuck it!

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