A very glee Christmas, the sequel…

I do not own any of those characters. I'm just a crazy fan…

Just a little to say that English isn't my first language so, please be tolerant…

CHAPTER 1: WHEN RACHEL SAW THE UGLY TRUTH…

Finn looked at Rachel and she smiled at him back. He answered with one of his own usual and so sweet half crooked smile.

'Yes, there's still something there. Even though he's been quiet clear about us being over" Rachel said.

Flashback…

This is wrong Rachel. I can't forgive you. You messed me up Rachel. Can't you see how screw up I am about this. Both my girlfriends have cheated on me. You can ask Santa for me next year but I'm officially breaking up with you…

'Yes, there's hope. He still cares about me" Rachel said twirling around but stopped when she saw her hope crashing next to her, crashing down on Santana.

Then Rachel realized. The smile, his half crooked smile that she loved so much had been for another, for Santana. She took a few steps back, hurt.

'Don't let them see your cry, you're better than that" she thought for herself, trying to convince herself but he had always had that effect on her and deep down she knew that it would never change.

Holding on her tears, she made her way in front of the giant window in Mr. Shuster's home. Then, making sure that no one was looking at her, she watched the snow falling from the sky as her tears felt on her red dress. She tried to look away, the streets, the white trees glowing with snow, the Christmas lights shining everywhere but she couldn't see past the images reflected on the window. Finn was smiling. Her Finn was throwing popcorn to Santana. He was having fun while she was in pain, tortured by those images. This vision only made her tears felt more fluently. She stayed there, a couple of minute without anyone coming to see her.

''People only pretend to like me, don't they." She whispered to herself washing up her tears with one of her fingers.

''I told you before that I kind of like you but you do have a blabber mouth."

Puck was now standing next to her holding two glasses in his hands. He held one to Rachel.

''Don't say it to anyone but I kind of spice up the punch, the party is on his way, party puck's way. It should be fun. Look like you need liters of fun. Start by this glass and papa puck will feed you up, promises."

Rachel shooked her head, pushing back the glass in puck's direction.

''Thanks Noah but I'm not thirsty'' she said as she turned herself back to the window. Then, her nightmare reappeared through the window. Not seeing that Finn's been watching her talking with puck with angry eyes and a heavy hand on punch.