So this is my first attempt at a fanfiction. Be nice! I usually just read them, not write them. It's short, but starts at Funk, which I absolutely plan on changing. I will forever be angry at the writers for making Jesse egg Rachel. This is totally and 100% St. Berry with a hint of Faberry friendship
I do not own Glee or any of the characters or actors. Although, I wish I owned Mr. Groff :)
Beautiful Mess
Why was this happening to me?
That seemed to be the only thing going through my mind as I saw Jesse up on that stage. Queen's 'Another One Bites the Dust' was being sung throughout the auditorium. I could feel the burning stares of each and every one of my teammates eyes into the back of my head.
This has to be a dream. The Jesse I know is crazy about me, would never hurt me. Who is that guy up there? That isn't my Jesse. My Jesse wouldn't be directing these painful lyrics to me. My Jesse wouldn't let that girl run her hands all over him.
With my mind consumed with thoughts of what I did to deserve this, the music finally stops. I didn't want it to stop. That would mean I actually had to face what was going on here. Tears were pooling in my eyes as I looked up to the stage. There stood the boy that I love with all my heart, giving me a look that I couldn't comprehend. Was that guilt? Pain? Anger? Before I know it, he is walking across the stage, exiting McKinley High and our relationship all at once.
God, that was possibly the hardest performance he ever had to put on in his entire life. Good thing he was perfection when it came to keeping a showface.
As Jesse walked out of McKinley high school, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. This whole Shelby-Rachel thing was finally over with and done. But he also felt a sense of sadness wash over him as he turned to look at the school for one last time. Memories of all the good times he had holding Rachel's hand through those halls, the times he kissed her between classes, and singing duets in Glee club, began to flood his thoughts. Why was he still thinking of her?
Another National title was waiting for him, as was UCLA. Why is it that those things don't seem to matter as much to him anymore? He refuses to believe that a petite brunette, who is obnoxiously talkative, infuriating and drenched in self-doubt could possibly have anything to do with it. But there is no denying it anymore. Staring into those deer-like orbs after VA's performance only solidified it.
I couldn't be there anymore. I had to get out of that auditorium. Before any of the glee club members could say anything to me, I ran for the door. As I reached the girls bathroom, I slowly walked inside making sure no one was in there, shut the door, and sank to the floor. The tears flowed continuously until I felt a soft knock vibrate against my back.
"Rachel?" I stayed silent. "Rachel, I know your in there."
"Leave me alone, Quinn. I'm not in the mood to be lashed at by any of you right now."
"I just want to talk. I'm not angry at you"
I paused. This is Quinn we are talking about. I told Finn, the boy she loved, that she was pregnant with his best friends child when it wasn't my place to tell. Why is she all of a sudden being nice. I quickly run my two index fingers under my eyes to wipe away my tears.
Cautiously, I open the door for her. She looks at me with what I can only describe as sympathy. Rather than the tough and strong Quinn Fabray that I always see, she is replaced with a soft and caring nature. As she walks in, I steadfastly look to the floor. And before I know it, she pulls me into a hug. At first, I am resistant, just letting my arms remain at my sides.
"It's okay," is what she whispers in my ear.
That is all that pushes me to completely breakdown into her arms. Sobs racketing through my chest as I gasp for breath. My grip on her is tight as if I can't afford for her to let go.
As my cries soon start to die down, Quinn silently gets up and walks over to the sink. She runs cold water over a paper towel and brings it over to me. I gently raise the damp paper towel to my face and run it across my tear strewn cheeks.
"I'm sorry that I have been so cruel to you"
I immediately look up at her with a look of confusion written all over my face. She continues in a voice only above a whisper,
"Ever since I became pregnant, I've seen what its like to be in your shoes. People pass you in the hallways as if your invisible, don't care if they hurt your feelings...I'm truly sorry that you've had to endure that for so long. But I know that having someone by your side makes it better. Puck is there for me when he can be, and you had Jesse..."
I feel myself shudder from the mere mention of his name. But she's right. Jesse made me feel like the most beautiful girl in school. I felt that I could conquer anything with him by my side.
"What I'm trying to say, is that I can be there for you if you need me. Now that Jesse is gone, and after what he put you through, you need a friend."
I never thought that there would even be a shadow of a smile on my face that day, but knowing that I had a friend by my side to go through the pain made everything a little bit better. After giving me a small hug, Quinn opened the door and motioned for me to go out. As we walked down the hallway towards the exit of the building, I felt weak. And it scared me to think that I might never be as strong as I was. Not without Jesse in my life.
After practice that day, I had a million things churning through my mind. But only one thing stood out above all the rest.
My teammates want to egg Rachel
Just after Shelby left the auditorium, we were all cooling down from our vigourous routine.
"I don't think we're exactly done with that school of losers. We need to show that little Berry freak that we're serious when it comes to winning. I suggest we break her even more. Maybe with some eggs?"
There was random sniggering amongst the group. When Giselle suggested it, I had to restrain myself from gripping her throat. How dare she suggest to do that? I had already put Rachel through enough, I wasn't going to do this. Apparently Giselle noticed my adamant digust at doing it, because she was currently giving me a suspicious stare.
"What do you think, Jesse? Your our leader, do you think it's a good idea?"
"No," I replied almost immediately.
She laughed, "Well why not? It will crush her even more if you egg her. Then she'll know that she meant absolutely nothing to you. Thus, her heart will be irreparably broken."
But she meant everything to me...
"I said no, Giselle. I already broke her heart. I'm not going to continue to stomp on it repeatedly. For god sake, she's a human being!" I couldn't contain my temper now, things were getting out of control.
After my outburst, I grabbed my things and rushed out of the auditorium, no doubt with all my teammates staring at me. As I opened the doors and the cold breeze hit my face, I instantly shut my eyes and took a deep breath. Hearing the doors close behind me, I open my eyes.
What I didn't expect was to see that pregnant blond from New Directions waiting for me.
Okay, I was really bored, so I just decided to write this little thing. I hated what happened in Funk, so I thought I would write it a different way. I really like the idea of Quinn and Rachel becoming friends, so I put that idea in there LOL. Anyway, review if you like! St. Berry forever :)