Just Another Glee Member (Rachel/You)

Chapter Five

*Rachel's POV*

I was singing to Finn in front of the Glee club, I was about ten seconds in when Y/n walked out. I don't even feel anything for him anymore, but this happened every time I sang. She always gets up and walks out and it's my fault.

*Mr. Shue's POV*

She walked out again. This is what I get for making her put herself out there. I just wanted her to find friends. This is my fault.

*Y/n's POV*

I walked out again. I tried to stop myself, but it just happened. I can't take the way he looks at her, the way she looks at him, it's too painful. I know she's happy, and that's what I want for her, she is my best friend after all, but I can't take it. So I sit outside the Choir room and listen to her beautiful voice, imagining I'm the one she's singing to.

"I feel bad I really do." I say as Santana, Brittany, and Quinn open the door and sit next to me.

"We know Y/l/n. If it makes you feel any better, after you confessed your feelings and walked out, she cried too." I put my head down in my knees and pull then tighter to my chest.

"San I don't think that helped." Brittany rubbed my back. I've come to be really good friends with them.

"Britt's right Santana." I heard Quinn say.

"Okay, but I can tell she feels just as bad as you do. Everytime we talk to her she's blaming herself for it." When Santana says that I raise my head.

"But it's not her fault. She does know that right? I don't want her beating herself up over this." Quinn let's out a breathy chuckle.

"Even when you're not talking to her you're still considerate of her feelings." She smiles at me.

"Of course I am. I may not be talking to her, but this is still my fault." I smile back shortly before we hear yelling from the Glee room.

*Rachel's POV*

"I'm sorry Finn. I can't be with you anymore." I say and he looks at me.

"What? Why?" He asks.

"I just don't feel anything for you anymore." He stays silent for a minute then speaks.

"Her."

"W-what?" I ask, slightly startled.

"This is her fault isn't it?!" He raises his voice and I gulp.

"N-no, it's not. I promise." I stutter and he stands up, infuriated.

"It is her fault everything." He storms out of the room but stops by the door.

*Y/n's POV*

We look over when a furious Finn storms out of the room and stops in front of us.

"You." He points an accusing finger at me.

"Me." I mimic him, pointing a finger at myself.

Santana and Quinn let out a stifled laugh while Brittany looks confused.

"This is your fault." I look at him again.

"A lot of things are my fault, what are we referring to this time. The fact that Rachel probably hates me now or the fact that everyone in my family besides my mom hates me or maybe that my dad left my mom because of me?" He gets even more pissed off as everyone starts filing out of the Glee room.

"Rachel doesn't want me anymore because of you." He picks me up off the floor from my sitting position and sets me on my feet, shoves me into the lockers, and picks me up by the collar of my hoodie.