The Other Hummel

Anyway, I'm Leaving

Having a lazy morning was a rare thing for Louisa with her job, Cassandra, NYADA and the play. She could barely believe that she'd having a morning off just after Thanksgiving. However, nice things don't come easily in life and she was woken from an amazing dream by her phone buzzing with a new message.
She rubbed her eyes still a little drowsy and found another text message from Andrew. Without even checking what it was; she deleted it immediately and lay back down. But sleep wouldn't come back smoothly and she resignedly stayed there staring at the ceiling.
What was her father's angle now? Did he expect that she'd come running to his arms like she used to dream while still a little girl? Did he want her to forget the sixteen years when she only knew he was alive because he deposited a feeble amount on her mother's account? He knew nothing about her; about the difficulties her mother had to raise her or her inner struggles. No; she wouldn't let him break her heart this time.
She got up and went to the bathroom to swallow one of her pills with tap water. Looking at her reflection in the mirror she knew she had seen better days; but she immediately remembered she'd also seen worse too. With a loud sigh; she gathered all her courage and got ready for another day of battle.

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The only evidence that Finn had gotten home the night before was his travel sac on the living room. He had told Rachel he'd arrive late but she hoped he'd join her in bed. He, however, had chosen to sleep on Kurt's former room just like when they had fought. Fine! If he wanted to play the angry boyfriend just because she'd seen Brody; she wouldn't be the one giving in.
She was already eating her breakfast when he appeared in the kitchen with a creased face and pajamas. He yawed and stretched his arms:
"Good morning."
"Good morning, Finn."
He looked at her puzzled and then sighed resting his arms on the isle:
"Are you mad that I slept in the other room?"
"Maybe..."
He sighed again:
"Rachel, I just figured out that we had some things to talk about and I didn't want to do that at two in the morning."
"Don't I get a say in this too?"
He hid his head in his hands in despair:
"I'm getting tired of us fighting all the time."
"And I'm getting tired of our problems never being solved!"
"Are you talking about Louisa?"
Finn's sudden burst made Rachel self-conscientious and she answered in a small voice:
"And Brody too..."
"At least you admit it."
It was her time to take a deep breath. She slowly walked closer to him and took his hands:
"Why are we so confused? We used to be so sure about our love; we got this close to marrying, for God's sake!"
Finn chuckled:
"We have to admit that it was a little rushed of us."
She smiled back:
"I feel like I love you the same way I loved you back then; if not more. However, I'm not that girl anymore..."
"And I'm not the high school football captain and the Glee club leader anymore. I feel like life has killed all my silly dreams."
She stroked his hair affectionately:
"Yes; all your silly dreams are gone; but that's just to make room for the mature ones."
He looked down, held both her elbows, and whispered:
"The question is if the new us can be together."
She got lose from his grip and went to arrange her bag while whipping away a tear. He said nothing but she could feel his eyes focused on her all the time. None knew exactly how much time had passed until she turned in a sudden with her face swollen from crying:
"Is this the end for us?"
He quickly closed the distance between them and held her in his arms:
"I don't want it to be."
They stood in silence just feeling each other's presence. A sob would come from her from time to time, which would make Finn kiss the top of her head. She could feel the moist of a tear in her head each time he did that.
They stood silent for a long time; but when Rachel spoke, it was like Finn's words were still on the air:
"Me neither; but you must agree we should change something. This is getting ridiculous and unbearable."
"What do you suggest that we do?"
She immediately eyed the sound system and glared Finn with a mischievous look. He gave her a half-smile and joined her near the system. She handled him a microphone and hit play to The Phantom of the Opera's Point of No Return.