Rachel POV
A good night's sleep was not enough to cure the emotional hangover I was having, but it did help a bit.
I miss the girls so much, it physically hurts me. They were my everything, and now they're not there all the time, whenever I needed them. The girls were perfect, even though I don't think that exists.
I miss Jessie too, but not nearly as much as the girls. I love him, don't get me wrong, but being with Finn, it just feels so right, like this is how my life was meant to turn out, to be with him.
"Good morning, sleepyhead. Miss the girls and your ex husband?" Finn asks, walking over to me. He hasn't changed one bit since we were 19, just grown up a little.
"How'd you get into my bedroom?" I ask as he sits on the bed next to me, so naturally it was as if we'd been doing this for the past ten years.
"Well, I snuck in through the window and then walked in," he jokes and I lightly slap his arm. "Ow."
"Shut up. I want the real answer, Hudson," I demand, and he backs up a little.
"I forgot how demanding you are. Geesh. I was given a key by whatever controls this," Finn smiles at me, eyes full of love.
"That's creepy. Does everyone get a key?" I ask, returning his look of love.
"Nope, just whoever they think you're meant to be with. Apparently, we are, because that thing gave me a key," he cheekily grins.
"I've gotta say, I'm not surprised. Granted, I never figured that we'd be dating again up in Heaven, but still. I always thought we were meant to be," I admit, and he smiles before leaning down to kiss me.
I lean up and give him a quick peck on the lips before pulling away.
"Are you trying to recreate our first kiss? Because that was a really complicated time," Finn asks, confused.
"Nope. I just wanted to remember what your lips tasted like," I respond, and he chuckles.
"Of course you did. Bet you bought me a ticket to your shows too, didn't you?"
"I promised I would, and I don't break promises. You of all people should know this."
"I can't believe how expertly you dodged my question, Berry. You've always been good at it, but it still astounds me," he says in admiration and nostalgia.
"Well, if I talk about it, I might cry, that's how much I miss the girls. As for Jessie, I loved him, but I wanted a divorce. He disrespected you in front of the kids, and that was unacceptable," I respond, grinning.
"That's the exact way I felt when I found out that you and I were separated and there wasn't anything I could do about it. Not the Jessie thing, the way you feel about the girls. Only, I don't think it's possible to love someone more then I love you," Finn cheekily replies, lying down next to me.
"Hmm. I don't know; I do know this one guy. Died about ten years ago, came up here. Yeah, I think I'm gonna marry him. He might be jealous," I tease him, and he tickles me.
"Dang, that stinks because there's this one girl, died about a day ago, came up here. Yeah, I think I'm gonna marry her. She might be jealous of all the time we're spending together," he teases me, and I tickle him. Eventually, we're both a giggling mess, and can't breathe, we're laughing that hard.
"Gotta say, Finn, I'm surprised that it's not at all awkward between us. It hasn't been since junior year, but it's been ten years," I admit when we stop giggling and can speak again.
"I'm not. Yeah, it's been a decade, but we were always best friends before we dated, and never that awkward around each other," Finn reminds me and I smile, thinking about the good old days, back when we were in high school and the world seemed so simple.
"Why are you always the one who knows things in our relationship and then there's me, who hasn't a clue," I ask, giving him a kiss on the cheek.
"Are you just figuring out that I'm the smarter one of us? Because I've known that for years," he smirks.
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Okay, I know that this was way shorter then the other, but I'm going to try daily updates for a little bit, so chapters of this length should be expected. Who knows, I wrote the first two in a single day, so maybe chapters will be as long as those.
Later loves,
~Ry
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Teen FictionRachel Berry has it all: a great husband, two children, Shelby, who's five, and Blaire, who's seven, a Broadway career, and an album coming out. Then, she dies and goes to Heaven. What happens when you die and find the love of your life where you ar...