Mrs. Rider

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Shakily, I pick up the phone and sit on my bed.

"Here goes," I sigh, dialling in the numbers.

The phone rings a few times and then someone picks up.

"Hello?" says the lady on the other end of the line.

"Hi, is this Mrs. Rider?" I ask, looking at my bitten-off nails.

"Yes, may I ask who this is?" she asks.

"oh, I'm so sorry," I giggle. "I'm Rachel, Finn's girlfriend,"

"Ah...so this is the amazing girl Finn is always talking about," she laughs. "So? Why did you call me, sweetie?"

"Well, Mrs Rider...I have something really important to tell you," I sigh.

"Call me Catherine, darling," she says. "What is it, love? You alright?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. I guess," I frown. "It's not about me...It's about your son, Finn,"

"Is he okay?" she asks, starting to sound panicky.

"Yeah, he's okay. Finn has....well...ummm..." I manage to say, desperately trying to fight back tears.

"Did he hurt you?" she asks. "Do you need me to come and talk to him?"

"No, no, no! He didn't hurt me, or anything like that," I laugh.

"That's good! I thought he did something really stupid!" she sighs, laughing. "What's wrong with Finn, then?"

"He's in....well, actually, I have absolutely no idea where he is because they have to keep that a secret," I say, as a tear falls down my cheek.

"What do you mean?" she asks, her voice shaking.

"Special Forces," I sniffle.

"What!?!?!" Catherine screams.

"Finn has gone to the Special Forces and will be back New Years for a few days," I frown.

Catherine starts to sob into the phone.

Stay strong, Rachel. He's coming home soon.

"It's going to be alright, Catherine," I try and reassure her.

"Why didn't he tell me?" she cries.

"He wanted you to enjoy your work vacation. He didn't want you to panick and come home," I say. "He actually asked me to tell you,"

"That sounds like something Finn would say," she laughs.

I giggle. "If you ever need anything, Catherine, I'm here whenever you need me,"

"Thankyou, Rachel," she smiles. "I'll talk to you soon,"

"Goodbye," I smile and she hangs up the phone.

"Done!" I exclaim, sliding down into the couch.

Bleep Bloob!

"Seriously?" I huff, walking over to my computer.

"It's nice to see you too, baby," a male voice laughs before I reach my computer.

"Finn!!!" I scream, sprinting over to my computer.

"Hey," he smiles.

I blush. "I miss you so much!"

"I miss you even more," Finn laughs.

I shake my head. "Nope,"

He chuckles. "Have you told Mum yet?"

"Mmmhhmmm," I nod. "I just got off the phone to her,"

"How did she react?" he frowns.

"She was a bit angry at first, because you didn't tell her," I reply.

"I knew that was going to happen," he sighs.

"But, she understands why you didn't tell her," I say, rolling my eyes.

"Did you just roll your eyes at me, missy?" he asks, raising an eyebrow.

I blush and giggle.

"Why?" Finn asks.

"You jumped to a conclusion before I had even finished talking," I giggle.

"Oh," he blushes. "I'm sorry, Rach,"

"You don't need to apologise, babe. I thought it was cute," I smile.

Finn smiles. "I love you, Rachel,"

"I love you too, Finn," I smile. "Come home soon,"

"I will, only 10 more days," he replies.

"Yeah," I frown.

"What's wrong?" he asks.

"You won't be here for my birthday, It's on Tuesday," I say, blinking back tears.

"I'll be home soon, Rach," he smiles.

I slowly nod my head in reply.

"Hey," he says. "Just because I'm not there with you doesn't mean I'm not thinking about you,"

"I know," I sigh. "I'll let you get some sleep now, It looks pretty late,"

"It is," he laughs, turning around to look at the sleeping men behind him. "2:30am,"

"Finn!" I reply, shocked. "Why did you Skype me if it's so late?"

"I haven't heard your voice or seen you for ages!" he chuckles. "I just couldn't wait until tomorrow to Skype you,"

I blush. "Goodnight, Finn,"

"Goodnight, Rach," he smiles, blowing me a kiss. "Sweet dreams,"

I smile and turn off the camera.

Just 10 more days, Rachel. You can do this!

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