Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters or the song With You.
Warnings/Spoilers: Well, if you haven't seen anything beyond Theatricality (01 x 19), then I suggest you at least finish the season before continuing.
A/n. Hellooooo! This is the beginning of a series of unrelated one shots brought to you by the power music. Also, if you get the chance, I recommend looking up this song, performed by the ridiculously talented Caissie Levy.

She hadn't told them, them being her parents. Of course she hadn't, if she didn't have to face New Directions, they wouldn't have found out about the incident in the parking lot and would have just passed off her shattered heart as a side effect to her break up with Jesse. If Hiram Berry didn't know better, he would've suspected that with this being her second major boyfriend (Noah Puckerman did not count in his eyes) and her first major heart break, his daughter was being slightly over dramatic, however, he noted that since the loss at Regionals, Rachel had been almost listless as her days went on despite making amends with Finn.

When the man pulled up to his home after leaving work early one afternoon, he noticed a familiar black Range Rover parked alongside the curb outside of his house. It wasn't the first time he had come home from work and this vehicle was parked outside, it's owner inside the house, usually in the middle of a very heated make out session with his daughter. His interest in why, especially after what he assumed was a very dramatic breakup, Jesse had reappeared in their lives. Hiram stepped inside the house, opening his mouth to announce that he was home but the voices coming from upstairs had stopped him.

"You lied to me this whole time, you broke an egg over my head, you shattered my heart into a million pieces and then proceeded to stomp all over it, letting it scatter in the wind. Why should I even listen to you?" Rachel asked, shoving just about everything that reminded her of the boy standing in front of her in a cardboard box.

"Rachel, please-" Jesse began, watching as she dropped a few sets of photobooth pictures in a box neatly labeled 'burn'.

"No! You're only here to take what is yours and nothing else. You already took everything from me." He stared at her quizzically, obviously the regionals title and subsequently nationals were included along with guiding her to third base but everything else was a mystery.

"What else did I take?" the brunette glared at him as she dug through her closet to pull out one of the jackets he had wrapped around her during a date.

"Everything." She shoved it into the overflowing box before returning to the closet to see if there was anything else that screamed his name to her. "You took my hopes, my dreams, everything. You took it all with you when you did it. No, you didn't take them you stole them. Everywhere I go I want you to be there. I can't go into that stupid music store because I see you sitting at the piano; it kills me to sleep in here every night because of what we had done and almost did." Clutching a shirt in her hand she turned to look at him, her features hardening. "You're everywhere. You took my world and turned it upside down and now you're going to take it with you."

"Rach-"

"Stop talking! I'm not going to listen to any more of the lies that come out of that mouth of yours. You broke my heart and it keeps breaking more with every passing day that I think about how I was so…stupid for thinking that you were genuinely interested in me! I should have listened to the others."

"Rachel-"Jesse was cut off by the box being forcefully shoved into his arms.

"Get out." Jesse sighed, resigning to the fact that this was going to have to be a conversation to have when Rachel was in a forgiving mood. He left silently, nodding at Hiram Berry as he passed the man on the stairs.

Hiram knocked lightly on Rachel's open door, frowning at the sight of her lying face down on her bed. He sat next to her and his hand on her back gingerly, rubbing it comfortingly.

"It gets better, Rachel, I promise."