A/N: MUST stop obsessing over this show but until then...
Disclaimer: If Only.
That god damn son of a bitch didn't know a good thing when he had it Rav thinks as he watches Jessica get ready.
She's smiling, she's always smiling because she's Jessica and he's never seen her without a smile for very long.
She looks so incredible.
It lifts his heart and he can almost bear this whole thing.
Her wedding.
To someone else.
He pulls at his tie to loosen it, it was beginning to strangle him and suddenly he just can't take it anymore.
"Jess, can I speak to you for a minute?"
"You missed your chance Rav," she jokes but he sees Lennon's eyes fly towards his own.
He keeps his gaze on Jessica.
"Jessica I really need to speak to you," he insists.
A look of panic crosses her face and he hates that he's about to make it worse. He sees Lennon leave the room discreetly.
"Don't marry him Jess," he blurts and instantly regrets it. He should have been more articulate but he doesn't know how.
"What are you talking about Rav?"
He grabs her shoulders. He needs to make her understand but she's starting to shake.
"Don't touch me!"
He pulls away. Burnt.
"Jessica, he's cheating on you."
"Stop it! Why are you doing this Rav?"
"Listen to me Jessica! I saw him before with some girl but I wasn't sure it was him so I didn't know if I should say something then I saw him again today with the same girl and..."
"So you pick now? I'm getting married in an hour," she's almost hyperventilating now; "You must be mistaken because Peter would never do that to me!"
"But he did, it was him Jessica! Look, don't make a mistake, there's still time."
"Rav, just shut up! Peter would never do that to me! He loves me! He loves me!"
"Jessica..."
"Get out! I don't want to hear it Rav. I don't know why you're saying these lies but I need you to stop!"
"He's not the right guy and he doesn't love you."
"Just get out!" she shouts at him then screams for Lennon.
The last thing he see's is her body glad in white crumpled on the floor and Lennon leaning over her.
There a static noise in his head blurring any coherent thoughts and the next thing he knows he's outside Peter's hotel room and his fist is colliding straight into Peter's face.
"You don't deserve her you bastard," He spits at Peter and then clutching his bloody hand to his chest, he leaves.