AN: This is my first foray into the world of Glee fics (I've written several large Veronica Mars ones already), so yeah, I hope you enjoy it! Clearly, I'm team Brochel/Westberry. I'm from Australia, so it's nice to see Dean Geyer on Glee as Brody. I think he's a terrific character!

Tell Me, What Should I Do?

Chapter 1

Rachel executed a basic step of the tango, her partner a nameless male in her class, she didn't care who he was, she was just glad that Cassandra had finally let someone dance with her.

Her gaze briefly left that of her partners, after all, eye contact was important when dancing the tango, and noticed Brody Weston a little off to the side of the doorway of the room, watching her dance.

She caught the small, genuine smile, he gave her, before she turned her eyes back to her partner's, but her mind wasn't fully focused on the dance as it had been before. Rachel knew that it should be, if she wanted to be the best, and if she wanted to make sure Cassandra didn't berate her every five minutes, but she couldn't help it.

Visions quickly passed before her eyes, the orchid Brody had given her, his lips so close to hers, Brody telling her that he was always thinking of kissing her, and the wall in their apartment that had the word 'Finn' painted on it.

If she'd been alone, and not in the middle of a dance class, Rachel would've sighed heavily. Brody had been right when he'd said that she was still in love with her boyfriend, because she was. It was like that Michael song they'd sung together before she'd agreed to marry him, 'I Just Can't Stop Loving You'. She couldn't just stop loving Finn, but maybe she needed to start letting go of him. She knew she'd always love Finn, he was he first love, her first kiss, her first, but maybe she wouldn't always been in love with him. They were both at different places in their lives now.

Love was something very precious to Rachel, there was a time when she had thought she wasn't desirable, and that no one could love her. Then Finn did, and he'd become her world, but then he'd nobly set her free, and with that freedom, she couldn't help but realise that other guys were attractive, and they found her attractive, in particular, Brody. She'd had chosen not to kiss him, because it didn't feel right, because of Finn, so it wouldn't have been fair to Brody to let him think that she was in a position to care for him like that. That being said, she really had wondered what it would be like to kiss his lips, she'd already felt his hands on her, and even though it had been as part of a dance routine, it had excited her.

"Schwimmer, extend your legs better!" Cassandra ordered, snapping Rachel out of the thoughts concerning her love life. "You look more like a gangly foal than a sexy woman. Concentrate!"

That more than did the trick, and Rachel didn't have a chance to think about Finn or Brody for the rest of the lesson.

When Rachel's class finished she changed out of her dancing clothes, and into street clothes, left NYADA and headed for the subway, to go home to Brooklyn, there was something she had to do.

Home. She had two homes now, her nice house in Lima with her dads, with their Oscar party room, her pink bedroom, their spacious living areas, and now, her apartment in Brooklyn that she shared with Kurt.

Having Kurt with her to take on New York made the world of difference to Rachel. When she'd seen her best friend standing on the other side of the fountain to her, it instantly healed a small part of the ache in her heart. She adored Kurt, and it was just a bonus that he seemed to bring Finn that little bit closer to her.

When she got home, she stared at the wall in the apartment, a multitude of feelings rushing through her. She knew what she had to do. So she picked up a paint brush, dipped it in the white tin of paint, and began to paint over the word 'Finn', and the two love hearts that enclosed it.

Finn was still in her heart, but he couldn't stay on her wall anymore. It wasn't fair to her, or to Kurt, or to Finn really. Finn had let her go, to pursue her dream, and he was pursuing his. To make it to Broadway to needed to fully immerse herself in her life in New York, at NYADA, and she couldn't obsess over Finn if she was to do that. She was letting him go, at least for the time being. Maybe there would be a time for them again, but for now, New York was her world, her live, her home and her focus. She had Kurt, she had classes, she had teachers to impress and learn from, and she had Brody. She didn't know where her friendship with Brody would take her, but she was ready to see where it would go. She was ready to take on New York.

But then why was there a dull ache in her chest, getting stronger with every passing minute? She knew the answer. Love hurt, growing up and maturing hurt. She'd make the right choice, but even the right choices were painful ones. She well and truly knew that by now. Having Finn put her on that train to New York at the end of senior year had been one of the most difficult and distressing moments of her life.

So Rachel began to sing, her powerful and beautiful voice filling the apartment.

"Oooh oooh, ooooh yeah, mmmm...Love can be a many splendored thing, can't deny the joy it brings, a dozen roses, diamond rings, dreams for sale and fairytales. It'll make you hear a symphony…" Rachel sang, the words of the song and the look on her face, expressing the anguish in her soul.

There was never a moment in Rachel's life where a song could be thought to be inappropriate. Rachel expressed herself best through song, it released everything she was feeling, and often added to the melodrama of the situation. Rachel loved a good bit of melodrama from time to time, she was an actress after all.

"Every time I turn around, I think I've got it all figured out, my heart keeps callin' and I keep on fallin' over and over again. This sad story always ends the same, me standin' in the pourin' rain. It seems no matter what I do it tears my heart in two," Rachel sang, belting the lines out.

As she sang the last line she heard gentle clapping, and turned around to see Kurt standing there.

"No one can sing a power ballad quite like Miss Rachel Berry," Kurt said, admiration and fondness in his tone.

Rachel smiled softly and said, "You know me, if I can't sing about it, then I might as well give up on life and become a gardener or something."

Kurt smiled, knowing that she meant every word she said. They were both dramatic like that, which sometimes caused them to fight bitterly, but they loved each other all the same.

"So I take it you're feeling a bit better about the whole 'Finn going and joining the army and setting you free' thing?" Kurt asked.

"Not exactly better, but maybe resigned to my fate. I guess I'll feel better eventually, but for now I just want to wallow in my sorrows while I accept my fate," Rachel said sadly. It would've been almost comical, but for the look on her face.

"Rach, I somehow don't think it's as bad as all that," Kurt told her firmly. "And you know it."

"Yeah, I do. But can we still go and get ice cream or something?" Rachel asked.

"Cake, and now ice cream. All those dance classes must be making you very hungry," Kurt remarked, as they locked the apartment, and headed out towards the street.

"Well, not really. Cassie says we're not even supposed to eat junk food, but that just makes me want to, to spite her. A few treats every now and again won't kill me, especially with all the workouts I do," Rachel said.

When they were back in the apartment, each with their own small tub of ice cream, Rachel's vegan of course, Kurt said, "So, can we please talk about that gorgeous guy who was here the other night? Your new friend Brody? Somehow I think he doesn't just want to be your friend."

"He doesn't," Rachel agreed. "He tried to kiss me."

"Tried?" Kurt questioned. "You didn't let him?"

"No, I couldn't, not then," Rachel replied.

"Because of Finn," Kurt said understandingly. "Hmm, not then. So does that mean you might want to at some point? Is that why you painted over the wall and sang that song?"

"Sort of. Not entirely. I mean, I would like to kiss him, you've seen him after all. And even though I've decided to accept the freedom Finn's given me, I still need to talk to him about that. We've never actually talked about where we stand, so just to decide that we've broken up and not tell him would be wrong. It'd been nice if he returned my emails or phone calls though!" Rachel said all in a rush.

"He answers mine," Kurt admitted quietly. "I've avoided telling you because I didn't want to get in the middle of you two. You know how hard it could sometimes be, the three of us with our interwoven relationships, so please don't hate me."

"Oh I don't hate you. It just makes me more annoyed that he won't talk to me!" Rachel exclaimed.

"I'll tell him to. I'll tell him that you're ready," Kurt said.

"Ready for what?" Rachel asked.

"To have the conversation you both need to have," Kurt replied.

AN: So, at the moment this is as far as I've written, but I'm happy to write more if people want :) Review and let me know!