She knew it. How could she be so stupid ? She was walking home from the afterparty, the streets were absolutely not deserted, how could they, in the city that never sleeps. She breathed the cold summer air, and let out another sob. She heard her heels tap on the footpath, they echoed between the buildings loudly, and the murmur of the people passing her. She walked past a couple, his arm firmly around her waist. And another one, another on, another one, another one,… She felt like she was falling down in a black hole, she suddenly felt really disorientated and the need to get out of there, far away from everything. It was times like this she missed Lima. That she actually missed being a Lima-loser.

She started running home. Their home. She lived with him, yes. She moved in with him when she lost her own apartment. They were friends then, they had been since they bumped into each other in the theater once. He had explained everything, and she agreed to be friends. So when she lost her apartment, he had been a good friend and offered her his spare room. Everything went fine, she was perfectly able to hide her feelings 'till he suddenly decided to kiss her, and more. That was yesterday now.

They were at an after party from Wicked. She had the lead role, and he had a small role in it too. She was talking to Allie –aka Glinda the good- when she saw her kissing him. Her, is Jessica. And Jessica is a bitch. A blond haired slutty bitch. She looked away very quickly, but that didn't mean she hadn't seen it. She threw the door open, tossed her bag on the floor and disappeared in her room. She changed in a black tshirt and some dark blue sweatpants. She 'jumped' on the couch, turned on the tv and switched canals until she found Bridget Jones's Diary. Perfect for this mood.

She wasn't hurt tough. Weeell… maybe a little. But she was mostly angry. She was angry at herself, for being so naïve again. She fell for him again, and now he stepped aside and she landed on the floor.

She heard a door open. Footsteps coming in her direction from behind her.
"Hey, were were you?" he asked when he entered the living room, tossing his jacket aside.

"I got bored, so I went home." She answered icily.

"Why didn't you say anything? I spend like 30 minutes looking for you!" he was annoyed. He wanted her to notice.

"Oh, well I'm sorry. I didn't want to interrupt you and Jessica, you seemed busy." She was still not facing him, her eyes were locked on the screen. He just stood there, behind the couch.

"What do you mean?"

She stood up and looked at him. "Look Jesse, I thought last night actually meant something to you. Like it did to me. I'm sorry, I was wrong." And with that she made a perfect Rachel Berry-storm out to her room. He just stood there. Glaring at the door like she was about to come back out every moment. But she didn't. He sat down on his bed, with his head in his hands. She saw those 3 seconds? If she would've looked ONE second later she would've seen me pushing her away and telling her to stay the fuck away from me. God, why do you hate me?

His thoughts were cut off by a door opening. He saw her walking to the kitchen, grabbing a piece of chocolate and walking back to her room. Ignoring him completely. Or she just didn't see him, also possible.
By the time she came back, he had already blocked the door opening, leaning against the door frame with his elbow.
"Jesse, let me trough." She said neutrally.

"No." he answered simply. A smirk on his handsome face. He couldn't help it.

"Jesse."

"no, I'm not letting you in!"

"Fine." She spat, and sat down on the couch again, picking her movie back up.
He turned the tv off, earning a violent look, and sat down on the coffee table right in front of her.

"Don't be like this Rach, Pl-"

"Don't be like this? Jesse please, the first time I give myself to you, you break an egg on my forehead. Do you know how much it took me to forgive you? I trused you, I told you everything, and you dropped me. The second time you go kissing some other girl, how am I supposed to react huh?"

Heeey, so, what do you think? should i continue?
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love, Hach.