Author's Note: This story was inspired by a conversation I had with one of my sisters. I said I didn't think that Rachel and Finn would probably break up for good in season 4. And she told me that our father had said the same thing. This story resulted from that conversation; I promise that there will be a happy ending though. Please, bear with me. Oh! And the title was inspired by the Faith Hill song "Cry".

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Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own Glee. Because if I did, the season finale would have SO ended differently and all us Finchels wouldn't have cried.



"You're breaking up with me?"

"I'm holding you back."

"You're breaking up with me?" She repeated, fighting back tears.

"I'm holding you back."

"No. . . no you're NOT!" She protested. "I thought that you loved me!"

"I do," he answered, looking away from her. "That's why I'm breaking off our engagement for good."

She shook her head. "You're being ridiculous. Tomorrow, after you've gotten some sleep, you'll see differently. You won't want to break up anymore."

"No. . . you're wrong. Tomorrow, I'll still want to break up with you. You don't deserve somebody like me."

"But I love you," she whispered. "Doesn't that count for anything?"

"Not anymore."

Her bottom lip trembled. "You don't love me?"

"How do you expect me to answer that?" He asked, his voice breaking slightly. "Of course I love you! I already told you that I did!"

"Then don't leave!" She begged. "Please—"

"Please don't ask me to stay," he said weakly. "Let me go. . . just let me go, because when you love something isn't that what you do? You let it go?"

She nodded. "And if it comes back, then it was meant to be."

"Let me go," he whispered.

"Not without a fight," she whispered back.

"Don't fight," he said. "Just allow this one thing."

TBC. . .